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Blaise didn't have to stay with him if he didn't want to. Jaemin wouldn't have minded if the other boy wanted to go over with the rest of the class, but he equally didn't mind that he was going to stay here with him. He moved to sit across from him, picking out a marshmallow and popping it into his mouth. Hopefully if the stuff didn't taste good, they could just... fill up on the marshmallows.
"Kimchijeon is kimchi pancakes... they're not exactly like regular pancakes, and the kimchi makes them orange." They weren't spicy like kimchi was either, because the pancakes sorta took that away. "Hotteok is pancakes too, but they've got stuff inside them, like filling. Mom says they're 'street food', so they're not something you eat every day... I only get to have them every so often."
There were lots of other things he ate regularly, but those two were among his favourites, and he always tried to prod his mom into making them for him. She'd made them more often than she used to when he'd been home over the holidays and summer... but it'd be nice if he could make them here, for himself. They were comforting.
"We make a lot of regular stuff too, like the stuff we get here for meals." He shrugged lightly. "Mom likes to show me how to make the Korean stuff though, because it makes my grandma happy when we visit her."
He was much calmer now. His skin wasn't even prickling with annoyance anymore.
"If you ever want to try stuff, I can owl home... my mom and dad will send me stuff if I ask." |