While Berry went in to change, Stuart thought it was okay to prepare something for Berry. Though he wasn't a professional chef like Berry, he was sure he could make a decent meal.
Unexpectedly, he almost blew up the kitchen and the fire alarm went off. Fortunately, there was a fire extinguisher kept in the kitchen so he used it in time before bad things could happen.
"What happened in here?" Berry questioned from behind Stuart, his voice a mix of relief and reducing horror. Stuart turned around, shocked by the voice and the sudden appearance of Berry behind him.
What he didn't expect to see was Berry wearing his shirt and nothing else underneath.
His throat ran dry as he took in Berry's appearance. The shirt was big on him and reached down his mid thighs, the black colour a sharp contrast to his milky white skin that was flushed. The first three buttons of the shirt were undone and because Berry was running to find Stuart, the shirt had shifted, revealing his small shoulders, tasty looking collarbones and slender neck that looked so tender that one would love to take a bite out of at first sight.
His hair was damp from the water that was yet to dry. The long legs that were uncovered had droplets of water on them that rolled down to his white, soft and dainty feet.
His Adam apple bobbed, even more as he inhaled the familiar scent of Kevin's shampoo. He should have gotten mad at Berry for using Kevin's bathroom and shampoo but instead, he felt his slacks tighten and breathing became tasking for him.
His mind clouded over with this image and he did not need a genius to tell him that it was going to be stuck in his head for a long time. However, before he could do or say something that wasn't right, at least for now, he was shoved to the side by Berry who was suddenly angry.
The corner of Berry's eyes twitched violently and his fists were balled in rage that was threatening to engulf him. For someone who had spent most of his life in the kitchen and has always tried his best to keep the place clean and safe that it became almost sacred to him, the sight before him made him see red.
The kitchen was in a disordered state like something chaotic had happened in there. Everything was out of place. Eggs were broken, utensils thrown everywhere and the smell of burnt food lingered in the air. This was an eyesore to Berry and his eyes burned from it while his heart squeezed in pain.
He turned to look at Stuart with a glare, his anger and displeasure evident. The kitchen was Berry's sanctuary. It didn't matter where the kitchen was or who owned it, it was just in Berry's nature to find peace in the place. The kitchen was his world and Stuart had gone to ruin it.
Stuart didn't know why but he suddenly felt like keeping a safe distance from Berry. The air around Berry reminded him of Marie whenever she was angry but he did not know what made Berry upset.
Berry balled his fists and inhaled deeply before exhaling through his lips. He closed his eyes for some seconds before saying to Stuart, "Get out", he sounded much calmer than Stuart expected.
He hesitated, seemingly uncomfortable with Berry telling him to leave the kitchen. His kitchen. "Why should I go out? This is my kitchen". He mumbled in a low and barely audible voice. He was afraid that speaking loudly would further enrage Berry.
Berry's eyes flew open, he glared at Stuart again and without a word, he pushed Stuart out of the kitchen while saying, "I never want to see you in a kitchen again. Stay as far away as you can from any kitchen!"
Stuart heard this and was further confused. He thought that Berry was scared of him blowing up the kitchen and possibly the whole house, "it was a mistake, you don't have to be so serious", he said.
Berry glared at him. Did he call ruining a kitchen a mistake? It was a crime! A serious crime that Berry would have given him the death sentence! Stuart should consider himself lucky that he had made a place for himself in Berry's heart!
"Stay out!" Berry growled and gave a final push at Stuart, sending him out of the kitchen. If the kitchen had a door, he would have slammed it in Stuart's face to express how angry he was.
Stuart's eyes lingered on Berry's back as the angry little man stormed into the kitchen. Stuart found it comical as Berry stomped into the kitchen, his feet making angry but cute noises as they met the ground. He found it entertaining and wanted to stay by the kitchen entrance and watch but that was until Berry bent down to pick something in the ground.
Stuart gasped when the cute little bottom exposed itself and said "hi" to him. He slapped his palm over his eyes to shield his vision from that scandalous view but it was useless as the image was already imprinted on his mind.
The blood running through his veins turned hot and the tip of Stuart's ears reddened. He tried to control himself by taking deep breaths but he only got a nose full of the gentle sweet scent that was familiar to Kevin.
He realised that he couldn't do it so he gave up and went to his room to get some rest and a much needed shower because he smelt like burnt food and fire extinguisher.