Shared passion | L.M
𝙎𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨 ; A chef losing his passion for his occupation and a right hand that is losing respect for the person that taught her all she knows.
𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 ; Chef!Minho x SousChef!Reader
𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨 ; Mention of knives, slight aggression, loss of passion, mention of burn out, slight angst, fluff, suggestive
𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 ; 2,3k
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"Alright everyone, we can start Mise en place in a second. There are some things that we need to discuss before we start and i'd like everyone to listen." The girl gathered the attention from her colleagues around her, a hand shot up from the back.
"Yes Felix?"
"Where's Chef?" The pastry chef de partie calmly asked, not to piss his sous chef off
"I don't know Lix, we'll see him show up somewhere today. If you need to ask something important about work you can ask me."
"Yes Chef”
Another hand shot up from the crowd. It was the intern. He had been at the restaurant for about 8 months, nearing his exames.
"Anything I can help with Jeongin?"
"Maybe Chef, I had a meeting with Chef at 12.00 about school, what can I do if he doesn't show up?"
"I'll talk to you after debrief, is that okay?" To which he responded with a polite nod.
"Okay now the points of today, first of, today all of you will do as much as possible without mine of Chefs help. Its time to show us what you’re all capable off, that doesn't count for our Interns." All responded with a yes chef.
"Secondly, Changbin. I would like to ask you politely to stop making the Interns clean up your mess. Jeongin is here to learn. I don't need him filling piping bags because you're too lazy to do it yourself. Han, Jeongin is not your personal Carrot scrapper. Do it yourself." Both men responded with another yes chef and looked down to the floor in embarrassment.
"Three, i will first be carving the meat, after that i will be in the office, working on the fall menu, got any ideas, share them with me. I'd love some of your input."
"Lunch, 30 people, two times no pork. One person gluten-free, and 5 people confirmed vegetarian. Does everyone know what that entails for each partie?" Another yes chef.
"Alright everyone, it's a beautiful day to make some people smile. Let's start Mise en place. Jeongin come with me." The intern followed her into the restaurant where they sat down at one of the tables.
"Talk to me honey." She spoke kindly
"Well you see, i have my exam next month and I still need to do one more assignment before i qualify for the national exams. But i need a superior to sign it."
"And you worry because Chef hasn't been around much." To which he responded with a shy nod.
"I'll get him to sign it. Do you have the paperwork here?" He nodded and gave the papers.
"You'll have it tomorrow, now you do your work. There's a lot to learn from the guys today, try to keep an eye on everything." He nodded happily and went back into the kitchen. Y/N dropped her head in her hands and her elbows rested on the table bellow her. A deep sigh left her mouth just as Chan entered the restaurant.
Chan and Minho had opened the restaurant together, two weeks after opening Minho called Y/N to become her sous chef.
"Whats the matter?”
"Min is not showing up I think."
Chan sat down next to her putting a caring hand on her shoulder.
"I know its hard but he's going through a bit of a rough path. Don't love faith in him."
"I'll try" she nodded at him, understanding his words.
She went back into the kitchen and did what she did best, cooking her ass off.
At 12 lunch started rolling in but still no Minho to be seen. She called him but was met with a sleepy voice on the other end of the line.
"What?"
"Get your ass here and help me with the new fall menu."
"Why would I?"
"Uhm excuse me what the fuck? What do you mean why would I? Your kitchen, your staff, your mess."
"Whatever, I'll be there in 20."
"You better." And she hung up on him. He did keep his word as 20 minutes later he walked into the restaurant. Not in his work clothes but in his sweatpants and Tshirt.
Y/N wishes everyone a goodluck with service and with that she left to the office, dragging her chef with her.
"I need you to sign this." She shoved Jeongin's papers in his hands.
"Whats this?"
"Your interns papers. Or did you forget you had a meeting with him today at 12?" He smacked his own face which made it clear that he had indeed forgotten. Later that day they had gotten nowhere with the new menu, only arguing and head butting.
Y/N picked up her stuff and stormed out of the office. She made her was to the kitchen with her notepad. Minho running after her.
"Hyunjin, you're in charge for tonight. I need to get the fuck out of here. It's 10 people, will you be okay?"
"Of course I will! Thank you for this opportunity, Chef."
Minho didn't like that answer even one bit.
"Y/N is not your chef so you will not refer to her as such."
She angrily spun around to face him.
"“You are such a fucking asshole, you haven’t shown your face in days and now you do this? You know, i used to admire you but i have lost all respect i ever had for you in this moment. You sad excuse of a leader. You don’t even know what is going on in your own kitchen.”
And with that she left
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Later that evening Y/N was preparing food for the new menu in her own home. Thought flew through her head and she wrote all of it down, even if some things didn't make any sense. Multiple people for work had texted her their ideas and those also made their way onto her papers.
Her mind wondered to how it all was 10 years ago, she was still an intern at a Michelin star restaurant, freshly turned 18. Completely overwhelmed and extremely confused. It was there where she met Chan and Minho. Chan was just a simple waiter back then but Minho, he was everything the admired about the job.
He had the confidence, the admiration and most importantly he had more passion for his work than everyone around her combined. She looked up to him, started watching his techniques, following his movements. He quickly noticed and took her under his wing. Of course she had learned a lot school but Minho had learned her everything she knew.
He learned her how to use her creativity. He showed her the best techniques, took her to the most important seminars. He made her follow the most interesting courses. Together they rose to the top
Intern, chef de partie
Chef de partie, Junior sous chef
Junior sous chef, sous chef
And now they were at the end of their road. A year ago she knew for sure that there was still so much he could learn her but then he stopped showing up. Y/N had to figure out how to do it without him and it hurt her.
Even a simple bystander could see it. Guests asked Chan about it? Were they together? A normal person saw love but it was so much more than that. It was shared looks of respect, passion and admiration.
Her lonely thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell. Only after that she noticed the single tear that had rolled down her cheek oh so dramatically. She wiped it away and opened her Front door.
A face full of regret was what she was met with. Both didn't know how to start a conversation so after a couple awkward second of silence, Y/N just gestured for him to come inside of her home.
"I still remember when you still lived with your parents. Now you own a home and have pets."
"Well im not 18 anymore, and you're not 19 anymore. What are you doing here Minho?" She wasn't interested in his small talk. Why did he come to her house at midnight.
"Okay, uhm. How do I start this" he took a couple of seconds before continuing. "Im sorry."
"Explain to me what it is that you're sorry for."
"I'm sorry for letting you down. What can I do to make it up to you?"
She couldn't help but look deep into his eyes. She used to always be able to tell what was going on inside his head but something was blocking it. So she did the one thing what made them a team.
"Cook with me?" She pointed her head to her kitchen where a messy kitchen was displayed. He nodded happily and accepted the apron she handed him. He smiled as he held the fabric in his hand, the logo of his old job looking back at him. She stole it from them. The place that brought them together.
"You kept this?"
"Of course I did. I had the best time of my life there. It's where I met you." She smiled kindly at him, a smile he hadn't received in a couple of months and he couldn't help stare.
"So what are you gonna do."
"You're gonna do what you do best, debone this pheasant."
"Where did you get a pheasant?"
"I have my sources."
And they cooked, they wrote down their ideas and ended the night with a perfect new menu. They were a team and for the first time in a while Minho had found his joy back in the kitchen.
Gradually the cooking came to an end and the scenery changed for the kitchen to the living room. A opened bottle of wine and deep conversation was where the night was headed.
Minho sat on the couch normally, and Y/N sat next to him but her legs over his. First he wondered if it was the alcohol speaking to him but only now he realised how dumb he had been. Looking in her eyes he realised something.
"I'm gonna start going to therapy I think. Maybe they can help me with my burn out."
"Im proud of you, Min."
"Im proud of you too. I had lost my passion, I felt completely burnt out and tired. And today I realised that it was still there. You made me realise." His finger traced the side of her head and shrugged leaned into his touch.
"Im sorry for pushing you aside and im sorry if i have caused you any pain. I have been horrible to you when you have shown me nothing but kindness from the beginning." His hand moved along her jawline, shyly she looked away but that was not gonna happen like that.with his hand on her chin he lead her face back to his. Their eyes interlocked, Minho leaned closer. His eyes darting towards his lips.
"Minho wait." He stopped and they rested their fore heads against each other.
"Do you want this or is this the alcohol? Because if its not real I don't know if I can do this." She started tearing up but before she could she got her response.
"I don't what this, i need this. I need to hold you, i need to have you. I've waited 10 years for this moment and I'm never gonna let you go." And with that confirmation he presses his soft lips against hers. Soft and tender. He wanted to take in every second of the moment, as they could only get one first kiss. It brought comfort and happiness. A longing that was finally fulfilled. After a soft kiss of a couple of seconds both pulled away.
"I've been in love with you for 10 years, Y/N."
"I've been in love with you too, Min."
He dove back into his kiss happily, smiling into it as he wrapped his arms around her, his arms sliding halfway underneath her hoodie.
"You're so beautiful, i could do this all day with you." She giggled into the kiss which gave him the opportunity to add a little bit of tongue into it which she happily accepted. Her hands wondered to the bottom of his shirt which was quickly taken of in a swift motion, along with many other pieces of clothing. They fell asleep of the couch after that and when Minho woke up at 9 he traced her naked shoulders.
"Wake up my love, we need to go to work." He pressed a kiss against her forehead with care. She humbled.
"Are we going together? Your coming with me?"
"I am. Its time for you to give me back my position."
"Gladly, being chef is fucking tiring."
"Be my Co-Chef? We'll do it together."
"You sure?"
"Id love for you too, the team listens to you. Im not there yet with them. Respect is something you need to earn and i haven't proved myself to them yet."
"You have proven it to me."
He turned to his girl as they made their way to work.
"Are you officially mine now?"
"I've always been yours."
Apparently there are more places for people to find their passion. Sometimes you just need to find the perfect person to help you with it.
Passion is in everyone, even if you can't see it so closely. Chase your dreams and don't be afraid to do new things.
Do the things that make you happy the most.
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