"You say that like I'd starve you!" Mingyu laughed readily, still in that phase where every burst of laughter from him left him startled, half in awe and half in wonder that he was even still the same person.

But then, maybe he wasn't the same person anymore. Just like he wasn't the same before his parents died, Fox made him someone new. Someone better. Someone who faced life with a little less fear and a great deal less loneliness, and the joy—

Mingyu hadn't known there was joy like this to be had in this world. Not by anyone, least of all by him.

"I'd just make you survive off... regular takeout. From mid range restaurants. The kind with prices on the menu and everything. The horror," he went on to tease, expression playful and cheeky as he went for the strawberry he was offered in return.

"Anyway, ruining sourdough is a crime. That's art, Huli. Wild yeast died for that bread."