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"I'm not going to eat that."

A faint bubble of hysterical laughter escaped Jinah’s lips as she surveyed the hot mess sitting on the table in front of them. She glanced back at a scowling Sehun, who seemed to be on the verge of spontaneously combusting from annoyance, her eyes dancing with delight.

Oh, Jinah was amused. Jinah was very, very amused.

She sat up abruptly, swiftly twirling the metal spoon in between her fingers. “Well, a man never goes back on his word, no?” she announced, ladling up a generous serving of the hideous mixture of boxed mac ‘n’ cheese, ketchup, strawberry yoghurt and worcestershire sauce. “You lost the bet.” Her throat rumbled with laughter and her best impression of an airplane’s engine as she gingerly nudged the spoon against Sehun’s reluctant lips.

“Christmas came early. Now say ‘ah’.”

THM.