#Entrecôte

[fidjiefidjie]

Une belle entrecôte ? 🥩🍷😋 ....... 😁

Extrait mythique 🎬 Le Gendarme à New York de Jean Girault avec Louis de Funès, Michel Galabru...

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Bel après-midi 👋

[ernaehrunghandbuch]

Das beste Steak zum Grillen: der große Vergleich

Ob nun Rumpsteak, T-Bone-Steak, Entrecôte, Hüftsteak oder Filet – wir zeigen dir die Unterschiede und läuten die n��chste Grillsaison schon mal ein.

[des-jours-et-des-nuits]

Mai 2024

[dasistleeway]

Instead of steak & frites, I ordered gratin dauphinois as a side dish...yummy!!!

[lord-christer-gustafsson]

Recept 🔽 Entrecôte med klyftpotatis och pepparsås 👨‍🍳 @the.real.cg.lagar.mat Bättre hälften önskade pepparsås, så det var bara att bege sig till saluhallen och köpa två fina bitar kött... Sedan sous videades det för fulla muggar 😃 Så gårdagens käk blev entrecôte med klyftpotatis, apelsinkokt morot och en pepprig pepparsås 👌 Till efterrätt blev det en kardemummadoftande äppelpaj med vaniljglass 😋 🛒 Ingredienser 2 skivor entrecôte 6 potatisar 1 morot 1 msk honung 0,5 apelsin, saften 1 msk vitpepparkorn 0,5 msk grönpepparkorn 1 charlottenlök 1 msk konjak 1 tsk dragon 1,5 dl oxfond 1 dl portvin 1 dl grädde Några droppar vitvinsvinäger En skvätt sjöpungsfond Talg Smör Salt & Peppar 🔪 Så här gjorde jag Skala och dela potatisen, skicka in i en vaccpåse med smör och kryddor ⏲ Skala och dela moroten och skicka in i en vaccpåse med smör, apelsinsaft och honung ⏲ Kör påsarna i sous vide i 1 timme på 84 grader ⏲ Salta och peppra köttet och stoppa i vaccpåse tillsammans med rosmarin och smör ⏲ Kör köttet i sous vide på 55-56 grader i ~1,5 timme ⏲ När det återstår ~20 minuter kan du skicka in potatisen i airfryern på pommesläge ⏲ Rosta vitpeppar i en varm, torr panna och mortla ⏲ Fräs schalottenlök, grönpeppar, dragon, vinäger samt lite av den rostade vitpepparen ⏲ Gå i med kalvfond, vin, konjak och låt reducera något ⏲ Slå sedan i grädden samt resterande peppar och låt koka till rätt konsistens (smaka av med sjöpungsfond och/eller salt) ⏲ Stek på köttet i het panna med talg så det får fin yta (inte mer då köttet redan är tillagat) 🛎 Servera köttet med potatisen, morot och pepparsås 🍽️ Om du uppskattar detta inlägget skulle jag bli väldigt glad om du; Följer 👉 @the.real.cg.lagar.mat på Instagram ✨ Gillar 👍 Kommenterar 💬 Delar inlägg 🕊 Sparar recept 💌 #entrecote #entrecôte #helg #matfoto #kött #pepparsås #potatis #klyftpotatis #konjak #talg #cognac #middagstips #middagstipset #pepparsåsmedkonjak #mittkök #köket #matprat #sousvide #matobak_se #äpplekaka #kardemumma @fettochflott @kville_saluhall @akbarschark @extremefoodswe @audgeirrknives @vargenthor @khmer_pepper @marinetaste @kockumsjernverk @koketcetera @zwilling_se @cosorisverige

[oeuvrinarydurian]

French Waiter-Stache

[gastronominho]

L´Entrecôte de Paris promove o Festival de Vinhos

Até o dia 15 agosto, consumidores poderão poderão harmonizar o prato da casa com diferentes opções da bebida

Até o dia 15 agosto, consumidores poderão poderão harmonizar o prato da casa com diferentes opções da bebida O L’Entrecote de Paris está promovendo – até o dia 15 de agosto – o Festival de Vinhos em todas as unidades da rede no Brasil. Na ocasião, os consumidores poderão harmonizar pratos com os rótulos sugeridos pela sommelière convidada, Danusa de Lucca. As sugestões podem ser: – Steak…

[prestigebarclub]

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Situé en plein cœur de la ville, le Prestige vous accueille sur sa terrasse ensoleillée pour un apéro ou un brunch parfait. 🍹🥂 Que vous soyez amateur de hamburgers maison 🍔, de steaks juteux 🥩, ou de salades fraîches 🥗, notre menu varié saura satisfaire toutes vos envies.

Venez profiter de l’ambiance unique de notre bar club avec des soirées animées, ou organisez vos réunions d’affaires et célébrations à Place Pury. 🎉👔

[sgiandubh]

Do you have any secret tips for restaurants or cafés for a trip to Paris?

Dear Paris Anon,

I am happy and amused you ask me this question. Happy, because I have been calling Paris home for six years: that means there are places where I was madly kissing a beautiful (and cruel) boy from Bastia, places where I walked at night drunk as a boiled owl with people who are still in my life, places where I regularly went shopping or having an endless coffee with friends and places I was entrusted with, like precious jewels. Amused, because to be honest, Paris is probably the last French destination I could think of for an enjoyable week-end en amoureux (I suppose you want to go as a couple?), right now: it is overpriced as hell (the Olympics are round the corner), dirty and seedy (I was shocked, last time I visited and Manu Macron, my old acquaintance of yore, spoke about parking all the homeless outside of town during the Games 'for aesthetic reasons' - the boy never had a sense of humor, trust me on this one).

I shall give you 5 restaurants and 5 cafés (oh God, why didn't you ask me about Bangkok, instead?). Many of them are on the Left Bank (all of my addresses were there, simply because the closer to the university, the better).

Five restaurants: as it happens in Rome (where the gap is truly tragic), I will try and recommend places where locals go. You will find a menu in English everywhere, but at least try the holy trinity of bonjour, l'addition (the check) et merci. All the Parisian waiters are sourer than the Politburo and insolent as highway robbers, but do not be deterred by their manners. Order away.

Le Relais de Venise - son entrecôte (271 Bd Pereire, 75017). It is not in the center. They do not take reservations. You will be met with a long line of people patiently waiting (Seinfeld style) to get in. They have a minimal set menu (which is always a very good sign: https://relaisdevenise.com/menus/set-menu.php). The waitresses are kind and dressed like 1920's maids. It will be the damn best entrecôte-frites you've ever had (their sauce is a secret). Nothing changed there since 1959. Double check opening times and plan accordingly: you will need a taxi and plenty of time ahead. Almost a bargain for its stellar performance. The London one is a sad spin off.

Le Soufflé (36 rue du Mont Thabor, 75001). An original choice, but oh so good! They only cook soufflés (not exactly a pudding, but a pudding angels must have on a daily basis). Very reasonably priced for Paris (set menus at 40 and 55 euros - https://www.lesouffle.fr/bienvenue/home/menu/). If you want to eat à la carte, I recommend le soufflé Henri IV (cheese soufflé with chicken & mushrooms sauce) : it is heaven.

La Jacobine (59-61 Rue Saint-André des Arts, 75006). You will find tourists in this one, it is always full. Service is impeccable. Do not bother with Le Procope round the corner: it used to be one of my haunts, but this is over. The best soupe à l'oignon (onion soup, notoriously hard to cook) I ever had (yes, they still add white wine!). I would also recommend the magret de canard sauce aux cèpes (duck breast with a porcini mushrooms sauce). I could not find a decent menu, but that should give you an idea - they don't have a website (https://eater.space/la-jacobine). Very reasonably priced, too - and very, very good.

Chez Julien (1, rue du Pont Louis-Philippe, 75004 Paris). This is one of my mum's favorites. It is open only in the evenings, but it is an excellent choice if you want to call it a night, because it has service continu (all night long, wow!). It is more expensive - this is, after all, the Right Bank, so expect prices to go drastically up. This is the only option serving wonderful breakfasts, so I beg you: have breakfast in town at least once, Paris hotels tend to do it on the sad and sorry side (https://www.chezjulien.paris/en/home#menu-en). Pair anything you pick with a glass of Pouilly fumé white wine (it goes with anything, it is that magically good).

Money is no object? Entice the guy to take you at (I am torn, here, to be honest) La Tour d'Argent (19 Quai de la Tournelle, 75005). It is very expensive (like VERY), but it is worth every penny (https://tourdargent.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/09/LTDA-SEPTEMBRE-EN.pdf). You must (it's an order!) order the canard au sang (you will find it on the menu under the entry Duckling Frédéric Delair and it is outrageously priced). But you will never have a chance to see the table show anywhere else (it is served in two times: first the fillet and then the legs and it uses a sort of Medieval contraption, to get the blood out for the sauce) - just a specialty from Normandy, you will not find in Rouen anymore. It is divine. They have been there since 1583. What are you waiting for? (for a less break the bank option, try Le Grand Véfour, near the Louvre - google it, it will take forever to explain why).

Four cafés and a salon de thé (tea parlor) : all are haunts of mine. In every single one of them something very personal happened to me. Consider yourself lucky. On a more practical side, all of them double as excellent lunch options, for a fraction of what you would spend in a restaurant. :)

Chez Carette (4 Pl. du Trocadéro, 75016, but also Place des Vosges, with a nod to C). You will have an exceptional choice of anything you could think of and the same Roaring Twenties atmosphere as in the Relais de Venise restaurant. The chocolat chaud (hot chocolate) is almost perfection (do NOT go to Angelina, on the rue de Rivoli, that is another favorite which went south and not in a good way). The best macarons you will find North of Saint Jean de Luz's Maison Adam (where the story of macarons began in earnest). This is Someone's favorite, but then he always was a Right Bank purist. Service is old school, which means supremely kind, if only a bit on the slow side: you are in France, soak it in!

Les Deux Magots (6 Pl. Saint-Germain des Prés, 75006). On the Left Bank in the publishing houses district. This is my second favorite (there is a first favorite) and you will likely find me on the heated terrace with a cigarette and a newspaper, if I were there. Service is appalling, but you should not mind, I have warned you. Reasonably priced for what and where it is. Breakfasts are mediocre, but still enjoyable and lunch/dinner menus are typical brasserie fare - you are not there for the food, you are there to cosplay Jean-Paul Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir and act intellectual and sophisticated and have endless talks about the world's destiny (https://lesdeuxmagots.fr/en/breakfast-menu/). If nature calls, head downstairs with an air of intrinsic superiority and don't forget to pay the grumpy dame pipi (toilet lady), who will give you what you need and look at you like you are the scum of the Earth. Always makes me laugh.

Le Café de l'Epoque (2 Rue du Bouloi, 75001). On the Right Bank, at the end of one of the most beautiful passages couverts (glass-roofed passageways) of Paris. Again, you are there for the supremely dreamy atmosphere, I can only fail to describe. Look on the map for all of these passageways and then get lost in the maze of stamp shops, bookstores, taxidermists and God only knows what else you could think of (or at least add to this passageway the Galerie Vivienne). Usual brasserie/bistro fare, reasonable prices (https://cafedelepoque.fr/en/services). The lemon meringue pies are to die for.

Café Le Rostand (6 Pl. Edmond Rostand, 75006). Steps away from the Luxembourg Gardens, which I crossed every single day to go to the uni. Steps away also from the secret and sublime Medici fountain in above park (oh, the things I did there!). Surprisingly good French fare, the beef tartare is excellent (a rare thing!) and well priced (https://lerostand.fr/carte/ - use Google translate, they don't care for tourists). Service is cheeky. Round the corner, one of the most charming shops in Paris, Parapluies Simon (56 Boulevard Saint-Michel, 75006) - only umbrellas and dandy walking sticks (you can hide a whisky mini flask in one of them, I am told by Someone on the phone, but I think he is trolling us - we love that shop).

The Tea Caddy (14 Rue Saint-Julien le Pauvre, 75005). It's been there since 1928, when a certain Miss Klinklin opened it and introduced the Devon scones to France. It is my favorite favorite (https://the-tea-caddy.com/en/tea-room/) and it is perfect on a rainy day. Steps away from the Medieval church of Saint-Julien-le-Pauvre, one of the most authentic and moving experiences of its kind in a very secular town. The Shakespeare & Co. bookstore is just round the corner. A rare gem of a place.

I could go on and on and on. Three more short tips and you will thank me for it, as alternatives to deceiving mainstream options:

The Musée de l'Orangerie instead of The Louvre. Blasphemy? Intense perfumes come in small bottles. It is breathtaking (https://www.musee-orangerie.fr/en).

Château de Rambouillet instead of Versailles (you will not be able to enjoy it AT ALL). Where else could you find Marie Antoinette's private 'milk bar' (La Laiterie de la Reine/ The Queen's Dairy), a supremely elegant affair, with milk-spouting fountains, built to encourage hygienic milk consumption as an alternative to breast-feeding (she was unable to). Trust me and plan a full day for it (https://www.chateau-rambouillet.fr/en/discover).

La Sainte-Chapelle instead of Notre Dame. I always preferred it to anything else, except perhaps Vézelay (far, far away from Paris). It will shock you, but in such a perfect way (https://www.sainte-chapelle.fr/en). Enough said: I will let you discover. Across the Seine, couple this visit with the Musée de Cluny and tell The Lady and the Unicorn I miss them (https://www.musee-moyenage.fr/en/).

I am not sorry for the length of this post. At all. I hope you will enjoy this modest, but very personal selection and perhaps you will come back and tell me if it was worth something. Bon voyage!

Notre Dame on a snowy evening, Paris 1953

[scrapnick]

I just ate my own weight in blue entrecôte and red wine, I’m just about ready for the grave and clock ain’t even 7

[shakyfoot]

Second coffee and breakfast and then shower then grocery store for anniversary dinner tonight gonna make entrecôte plus the special sauce

[ernaehrunghandbuch]

Das beste Steak zum Grillen: der große Vergleich

Ob nun Rumpsteak, T-Bone-Steak, Entrecôte, Hüftsteak oder Filet – wir zeigen dir die Unterschiede und läuten die nächste Grillsaison schon mal ein.

[prisonhannibal]

when you’re a server and you bring several dishes to the table and you say you’ve got a pasta and someone is like “I ordered an entrecôte 😡” right good thing I have an entrecôte right here in my other hand

[awesomehoggirl]

Had my perfect optimal day of meals today I can't believe this. whole yogurt with strawberries and my momys coconut & cocoa granola → peaches & ricotta, sliced baguette, hummus and olives and prawns → steak entrecôte with salad → profiteroles w chantilly and dark chocolate. Perfect perfect lineup like guuuyss

[lord-christer-gustafsson]

🥩🍴 Entrecôte stekt i talg med bearnaisesås, friterade jordärtskockor, morötter och syrade grönsaker 🌿✨ Gårdagens middag blev svensk entrecôte som stekts till perfektion i talg från @fettochflott för en underbar saftighet och smak.  Till det blev det jordärtskockor som först körts i airfryern och sedan som en sista touch även i fritösen... Morötterna fick även de gå i airfryern men inte i fritösen. Sedan blev det syrade grönsaker från @mormorsdelikatesser och bearnaisesås från @farmersandchefs.se 🛒 Ingredienser Entrecôte Talg Jordärtskockor Morötter Syrade grönsaker Bearnaisesås Salt & Peppar Ättika 🔪 Tillagning Sätt ugnen på 220 grader ⏲ Skala skockorna och pudra med bikarbonat i en värmetålig skål ⏲ Koka upp vatten och täck skockorna med vaten och lite ättika och låt stå i 20 minuter ⏲ Torka dem torra och kör skockorna i airfryern på rotfruktsläget med lite rapsolja ⏲ Torka köttet torrt och krydda med salt och peppar ⏲ Stek entrecôten i talg tills den fått fin yta och låt vila i 30 minuter ⏲ Kör morötterna i airfryern med rapsolja och lite salt ⏲ Ge köttet en kyss av värme i ugnen ca 2 minuter samtidigt som du ger skockorna en kyss i fritösen 🛎 Skär upp entrecôten och servera tillsammans med bearnaisesås, skockor, morötter och syrade grönsaker 🍽️ Smaklig måltid och njut av varje tugga! 🍽️🌟  Om du uppskattar detta inlägget skulle jag bli väldigt glad om du; Följer 👉 @the.real.cg.lagar.mat på Instagram ✨ Gillar 👍 Kommenterar 💬 Delar inlägg 🕊 Sparar recept 💌 #bearnaisesås #entrecôte #entrecote #syradegrönsaker #talg #jordärtskockor #matobak_se #matgladagbg

[floweringlino]

Maître | B.C.

𝙎𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨 ; The Maître and the Sous chef don’t get along really

𝙋���𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 ; Maître!Chan x Sous Chef!Reader

𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨 ; Mention of blood and knives, kissing and Fluff.

Maître: The person is charge of the front of the restaurant and the waiters

Sous Chef: The right hang of the Chef in charge

𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 ; 2k

The gods menu masterlist

✎ ❀

“New order! I have a table of seven with seven courses.” The maître announced to the kitchen as he tapped his screen.

“Bon” the staff replied as they were acquired to do.

In front of the maître, a girl was leading the pass. Her say was the final say and only she decided what went to the guests. She was cleaning the thumb stains from the plates that were ready to go when she asked her colleague something.

“Any food allergies or wishes?”

“I don’t know, why don’t you just look up and see for yourself. Its not that hard right.”

“Chan, fuck off please. We’re both just trying to do our job here. Don’t make it harder than it needs to be”

He simply rolled his eyes at her went to the front door to great the people that just walked in. Frustrated the sous-chef threw her towel on the pass. She scanned the menu and took all of it in.

“Jisung, two times no raw apple, so you need to make a new portion of kingcrab. Got it?”

“Yes chef.”

“Lix! That’s one time no hazelnut. Use the vanilla crumble instead of the usual chocolate crumble.” She called out to the Pastry chef.

“Yes chef.”

“Changbin! I need 6 salt quenelles for the oysters and oyster garnish for two in 5 minutes.” This time it was to the Garde métier and he too answered with a yes chef. This was her place and she had worked her ass of to call this kitchen hers. The Chef himself runed the family restaurant across the street so this one was all her ruling.

If she had it truly her way she would have a say of the service staff too but not everything could be precisely her way. There were a few people in the front that she would rather have gone but since they needed all the employees they could get there was no way of letting them go.

Her eye darted to the bar where the maître was polishing the merlot wine glasses. it was kind of mesmerizing because in the 5 years they had both been there, she had never seen him break a glass. The girls he worked with broke glasses on the daily yet it never happened to him. The ambulant that was working next to him kept talking to him but he ignored it. Yes he did have a fair group of girls walking behind him and it was also the reason that they all listened to him so well. And yes, he did have a handsome face and yes, in the beginning she did have a small crush on him but that crush was fairly quickly taken over by his huge ego.

A new table walked in and he asked for their reservation. He walked the couple to their table, asked if they wanted flat water or sparkling water. He then told them that a waitress would be with them soon and then made his way over to the pass. It was noisy in the kitchen, much more than normal. It was because their sous-chef was nowhere to be seen.

He called the rotier chef to him, Y/N’s right hand man.

“Lee, where is Y/N”

“I have a name you asshole.” He responded as he continued baking the entrecôte on the plancha.

“Minho, where is Y/N? and when is my main course coming for table 3?”

“She’s in the back. Someone forgot to sharpen the oyster knife and it shot into her hand.” His eyes darted to Jisung who shot his hands up in defense.

“And for the entrecote, I’ll have it for you in 3 minutes.”

“Is someone with Y/N? She can’t handle the sight of her own blood.”

“Hyunjin is with her in her office, don’t worry.” Minho smirked at his colleague who failed miserably at hiding his concern. Chan called over the sommelier and told her to take over his job for a second. He knew that Hyunjin didn’t have First Aid training and he knew that much about his colleague that she wouldn’t be able to do it herself. He made his way over to her office and knocked on the door. He only walked in when he got a come in.

Y/N was sitting in her desk chair while Hyunjin was trying to tape in her hand but failing miserably.

“Let me take over. Hyunjin, go help Felix in pastry, we just had a couple with vegan menu walk in so he needs to prepare the vegan tarte tatin.” Chan ordered him but the younger gave him no response. He didn’t have a say over him at the end of the day and if his superior told him before to help her, it was her word she would follow.

“It’s ok, Jinnie. I’ll be fine. Go help Lix.”

“Yes chef.” And he headed out of the office, leaving Chan and Y/N alone. He kneeled down in front of her and took her hand in his.

“Did he clean it?” She nodded yes in response so he started bandaging up the wound. She looked down at the bandage and felt herself getting slightly light headed.

“Don’t look at it. Look at me. Look me in fje eyes. Just focus on me.” Every now and then he apologized when a whimper left her mouth but it was soon over and with a towel, he cleaned the dried blood from her arm. Their eyes crossed a couple of times.

“They really only listen to you, don’t they?” he laughed under his breath, referring to the kitchen staff.

“I guess they do. It’s probably only because I can be the reason they get fired.”

He didn’t comment on it any further because the door opened again. This time it was Minho walking in.

“If everything is back to normal here, we really need you both at the pass. Jessica is messing us the orders and I have 14 head courses at the same time in 5 minutes. I can do 10 but this is going over my abilities.” Y/N hopped of her chair and rushed with her partner back to the kitchen, leaving Chan behind in the office. He was baffled. Really nothing stopped these people from working. It seemed like they would continue till they almost dropped dead.

He was back to his front of the pass and they continued exactly where they left off.

Y/N and him continued to be passive aggressive to each other until the end of service. The restaurant was empty at 2 after midnight Y/N had excused her kitchen staff after the kitchen was clean and after they had written down their mise en place and their order for the next day. The doors closed and the dim restaurant light turned bright. Chan was instructing his staff what they needed to do and after an hour they two were finished.

Chan looked directly into the open kitchen where he saw Y/N behind her notebook.

“Anything I can help with?”

“No, thank you.” She waved his offer away and continued what she was doing.

“CHAN!” he heard Jessica yell his name which made him quickly turn around. She walked over to him with a extra sway in her hips. Chan only rolled his eyes at it and gave her his attention.

“The lady of table 8 left her phone here. What do I need to do?”

“It’s fine. Ladies!” He gathered all of their attention.

“You all did great today. You can all go home, enjoy your evening.” They thanked him and Jessica handed him the phone. After all of them left he called out to Y/N.

“They all left you can come out of hiding now.” He laughed.

“I’m fine here.”

“Ok then I will come to you.” He made his way into the kitchen and stood next to her at her station. Looking at her notebook it said ‘Roti plan Min.’ she was working on improving her friends skill.

“Why did you send Minho home if you need him to learn?”

“Because they’re tired Chan. It 2, they start again at 10. I like to give them a little sleep.” This was something he found hard to come around too. These guys worked four days a week and made 16-hour shifts. He found himself so lucky that he could go home now and sleep in till 12.00. He luckily didn’t need to be here until 14.00 and he lived two streets away so he would get her easily.

“How do you deal with it?”

“It’s how I wish I would be treated if I was in their shoes. Its not easy but I try to make it as pleasurable as possible for them. Even if that means not yelling at Jisung after he made me stab my own hand.”

“Minho’s training?”

“I trust Minho. When I open my own place, I will ask him to be my sous-chef.”

“Big plans I hear.” She nodded and slammed the notebook shut. The took of her apron and took of her chef’s jacket. The tanktop on top of the back skinny jeans made him look her up and down. Her bra was softly showing trough the fabric. He was so busy starring that he didn’t even see him lookin her in his eyes.

“Are you really checking me out?”

He took a step closed and she didn’t back away.

“Would you be mad if I did?”

“I don’t think I would be.”

“Then yes, I am checking you out.”

She looked down at her workstation with a laugh. What was she doing. Earlier this day they were cursing at each other and her she was about to give in to the sudden flirting. It made her feelings from 5 years ago come back. When they were both starting out as newbies in the occupation. Both of them were going to the same school and they saw each other a lot. It was their occupations and their opinions that drove them away from each other.

“What are we doing here, Chan?”

“Why don’t you tell me. I’m following my gut feelings.”

“What about work?”

“What about work? I know that I’ve had feeling for you for 5 years now. If you don’t feel the same thing, please tell me now before I make a fool of myself.”

“It’s not that, Chan.” Leaning against her, she didn’t back away. Chan’s hand pushed her hair our of her neck so that it was available for his touch. He pushed his lips against her neck to test the waters but when she didn’t stop his touch, he started kissing her neck. She turned her body to his, giving him more access to her body. His arms snaked around her waist and pushed him against her while her arms fell across his neck, pulling him closer.

He pulled away and looked her in her eyes.

“You’re so fucking beautiful that it makes me mad.”

“Do something about it then.” It was all he needed. Smashing his lips into hers they kissed passionately kissed in the kitchen. Heavy breathing and soft moans made them grip each other even closer if it was even possible. Chan’s hands slipped underneath the tanktop which made Y/N grip his hands to stop him.

“Not here, not at work. Not in the kitchen.”

“Of course, beautiful. Will you let me take you back to my place?”

“I will gladly take you up on that offer.”

It was hard for Chan to not grab her close to him as she was getting ready to leave. As soon as they installed the alarm, Chan grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the street. They walked to his apartment where the previous activities just continued. Chan led the girl to his room where they spend the night together.

Chan was holding her tired body close to him, not wanting to let her go. The clock now read 4 and it scared him that he tired her out so much when she had to work again in only 6 hours. Taking his phone from is nightstand he checked the reservations from the next day. 10 Lunch, 15 Dinner. He texted both Minho and Jessica that this would be the day they could prove themselves and take over for a day.

It was 12.00 when he felt the girl in his arms scare awake.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” She sat up straight to pull her bra back on but Chan’s hand tracing her back muscles made her shiver.

“Lay down, beautiful. We have a day off.”

Scared she looked him in his eyes.

“Minho is taking care of it and he will call if he needs anything.” He pressed slow butterfly kisses against her shoulder which made her relax.

“Ok what have you planned for today?” She laid back down against his chest.

“Well, I would like to ask this beautiful girl to be my girlfriend and maybe then take her out on a first date.”

“I think I would love that plan.” As she kissed him deeply, sinking into the pillows and blankets.

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𝑨/𝑵 this is my first work on this account but not the first thing i have ever written. It will probably not get a lot of reads but o can at least try.

Give me some reviews if you would like to❤️