Who: Meimei and Zhizhi When: November 25th, noon. Where: Mei's house above the Green Palace. What: Mei asks Zhi to bake cookies for Conner. Cue wangst.
Zhi kept his eyes on the batter, sparing only a brief glance at Mei as he mixed it carefully. Momentarily he debated on putting the.. ah, special cooking skills or lack thereof he'd learned from Arthur to use, but quickly dismissed the idea. The just-toss-everything-in-and hope-it-doesn't-burn approach wouldn't work here; if he messed this up Mei would take the blame and her boyfriend would be angry and she wouldn't be happy anymore.
Who was the man? Zhi paused to absently wipe off a glob on the counter with his finger. He raised the mixing paddle in one hand and tilted his head slightly, inspecting the consistency of the batter. Did he treat her well? It looked mixed and creamy enough, he decided, and as he watched, a lone drob of batter fell from the paddle to join the mixture. Reasonably satisfied with his handiwork, he set the paddle back into the bowl to look up at Mei.
WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE /sobfirecracker_baoNovember 28 2010, 09:56:48 UTC
"啊--"
The sound startled him as well, but Zhi barely had enough time to register what it meant. Before he could even blink or remark on how Mei's boyfriend would have to be content with eggless cookies, he found himself held tight in Mei's arms.
天啊 Mei was hugging him 天啊天啊天啊--For a moment he didn't dare to breathe-- could she feel his racing pulse? He was sure she could, 天啊-- until he finally got his train of thought back on its rails. Taking a deep breath, a feat in itself considering Mei's tight hold, he tried to assess the situation because his mind had gone blank
( ... )
SO I CAN FIND YOU A GOOD BOYFRIEND. U:meiumeNovember 29 2010, 20:24:17 UTC
Get yourself together!
Mei found ground beneath her feet and laughed sheepishly at the incident. She created as much distance between the two bodies, unconsciously stepping on the puddle of cracked shells and yolks. It was good thing that she was wearing house slippers.
"没事~ 没事. Just a klutz~"
She bent down to scoop up the mess, all the while laughing to lighten the odd tension that lingered in the atmosphere.
美美, you are crazy! That was Zhi! Zhiiii Zhiiii! He's like a brother to you! You can't be thinking about stuff like that! No, no, don't think about thaaaat. Nooooo, 美美, Zhi is totally a seme. Look at the face. Though I think he'd be good to switch it up now and theeeeeeen. OH GOD, MEI, WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU.
"So, eggs," Mei cried out loud. She dumped the mess into the sink and washed her hands. "We need more eggs! Yes, we do, okay, let's eggs...! Uh, I mean, let's see. I think we need to go to the market for some more sex. EGGS! EGGS! WE NEED MORE EGGS!"
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You have a boyfriend.
Zhi kept his eyes on the batter, sparing only a brief glance at Mei as he mixed it carefully. Momentarily he debated on putting the.. ah, special cooking skills or lack thereof he'd learned from Arthur to use, but quickly dismissed the idea. The just-toss-everything-in-and hope-it-doesn't-burn approach wouldn't work here; if he messed this up Mei would take the blame and her boyfriend would be angry and she wouldn't be happy anymore.
Who was the man? Zhi paused to absently wipe off a glob on the counter with his finger. He raised the mixing paddle in one hand and tilted his head slightly, inspecting the consistency of the batter. Did he treat her well? It looked mixed and creamy enough, he decided, and as he watched, a lone drob of batter fell from the paddle to join the mixture. Reasonably satisfied with his handiwork, he set the paddle back into the bowl to look up at Mei.
How long had she know him?
"Could you pass the eggs?"
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The sound startled him as well, but Zhi barely had enough time to register what it meant. Before he could even blink or remark on how Mei's boyfriend would have to be content with eggless cookies, he found himself held tight in Mei's arms.
天啊 Mei was hugging him 天啊天啊天啊--For a moment he didn't dare to breathe-- could she feel his racing pulse? He was sure she could, 天啊-- until he finally got his train of thought back on its rails. Taking a deep breath, a feat in itself considering Mei's tight hold, he tried to assess the situation because his mind had gone blank ( ... )
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Mei found ground beneath her feet and laughed sheepishly at the incident. She created as much distance between the two bodies, unconsciously stepping on the puddle of cracked shells and yolks. It was good thing that she was wearing house slippers.
"没事~ 没事. Just a klutz~"
She bent down to scoop up the mess, all the while laughing to lighten the odd tension that lingered in the atmosphere.
美美, you are crazy! That was Zhi! Zhiiii Zhiiii! He's like a brother to you! You can't be thinking about stuff like that! No, no, don't think about thaaaat. Nooooo, 美美, Zhi is totally a seme. Look at the face. Though I think he'd be good to switch it up now and theeeeeeen. OH GOD, MEI, WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU.
"So, eggs," Mei cried out loud. She dumped the mess into the sink and washed her hands. "We need more eggs! Yes, we do, okay, let's eggs...! Uh, I mean, let's see. I think we need to go to the market for some more sex. EGGS! EGGS! WE NEED MORE EGGS!"
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