Jeonghan stirred the melted chocolate and set it aside for it to cool down. He then got the chocolate cake from the oven and cut of the excess. He got the melted chocolate, dipped his finger for a taste, and started to coat the cake. It was cake for his bestfriend, Soonyoung. It was the latter’s birthday and Jeonghan couldn’t make it because he had a dessert conference that day. After coating the cake, he got his piping bag and wrote ‘Happy Birthday Soonyoungie’ with white cream. Satisfied, he packaged the cake and even put a neat ribbon to decorate the box.

He took off his apron and his ponytail, his long locks cascading down his shoulders. He then got his coat and went out his apartment, locking the door behind him. He checked the time with his phone.

11:45, just in time for lunch.

He walked the chilly road. Jeonghan was never a fan of winter. Luckily, Soonyoung’s office is just a few blocks away from his apartment complex. It always came in handy in situations like this (it also comes in handy whenever Soonyoung gets drunk from company dinners.)

After a few minutes, Jeonghan is facing the entrance of Choi Fabrics, a fabric company where Soonyoung works as a designer. Taking a deep breath, he pushed the glass door and headed to the front desk where he was greeted by a tall, handsome man who looked just his age.

“Good afternoon, Sir! What can I help you with?” the man asked. Jeonghan read his name plate and saw that his name is Mingyu.

“I..Uhh… I’m looking for my friend. He’s Kwon Soonyoung of the Design Department. Can I see him?” Jeonghan asked.

“Oh? Hoshi hyung? Of course. Of course. Design’s on 17^th floor. Glad to meet one of Hoshi hyung’s friends.” Mingyu answered.

“Yeah. Thanks. I’ll be going.” Jeonghan replied.

They both bowed to each other and Jeonghan went towards the elevator. He filed with the employees and waited for the elevator to descend.

When the elevator came down, he filed into it following the other employees. Jeonghan placed himself on the corner with the cake tightly held by his hands. While waiting for his floor, Jeonghan couldn’t help but here a lot of rumors.

“Omo. Did you hear? Chef Kim was fired yesterday!” an employee whispered to her colleague.

“Really? Hasn’t he been working here for the past 5 years? He’s basically a legendary chef, isn’t he?” the colleague replied.

“Well, legendary chef or not, you will never be forgiven if you dare put chocolate near the presence of our CEO. Apparently, Chef Kim forgot about chocolate being our CEO’s nemesis and dared to put chocolate into the sauce of his steak.” the employee said.

Jeonghan perked up at what he heard. So, there really is someone who hates chocolate. Wow. But no matter how he hated chocolate, could he actually fire someone for that. Wow. He’s a crazy person. Jeonghan thought.

“Woah. Didn’t he know that our CEO has some ESPN or something. I mean he smells chocolate like a K9 dog.” the colleague said.

“I know right. Oh, here’s our floor. let’s go, I’ve got to contact some contractors.” the employee said.

Soon enough, Jeonghan was left alone in the elevator as the employees got off the elevator one by one. Jeonghan pondered about the chocolate-hating-CEO  but decided that it was none of his business. He guessed it would be better to not meet the man because of the chocolate cake he is carrying. The elevator tinged and Jeonghan realized that he had arrived at the 17^th floor.

Sighing, Jeonghan took a step out off the elevator. He thought he’d easily find his friend, greet him, present the cake and say goodbye. But boy was he wrong. The floor leads to many doors, and he forgot which specific department, Soonyoung was assigned.

Im dead. Talk about fast giving of gifts. Jeonghan thought.

“Screw this.” Jeonghan said as he headed towards a department door. He scanned the room, looking for boy with blonde hair. When he realized that Soonyoung wasn’t in the room, he turned to leave. Bad move.

It happened so fast, Jeonghan was surprised himself. On a blink of an eye, the chocolate cake that was supposed to be for Soonyoung, is now on the head and suit of a handsome, kind of brooding guy. Jeonghan swore he saw fumes of annoyance seeping from the chocolate cake’s victim. The man had his eyes closed, gritting his teeth. Jeonghan clasped his hands over his mouth. He quickly got his handkerchief, putting his hair behind his ear, Jeonghan tried to wipe off the cake from the man’s expensive looking suit. The man, however, had his eyes tightly closed, possibly holding himself back. Jeonghan bit his lip and tried hard to dust off the chocolate from the suit.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Oh my god. I’m sorry.” Jeonghan repeatedly said.

“Pre-president. A-are you o-ok? Oh my god. Chocolate…” a man wearing glasses, which Jeonghan assumed was the man’s assistant said.

P-president?! . He’s the chocolate-hating CEO. Damn, Yoon Jeonghan.

The CEO held his hand up to stop the assistant and opened his eyes, laying his black orbs upon Jeonghan. Jeonghan was mesmerized, he had never seen someone with such attractive eyes. Before he could continue fantasizing over the man, he remembered his problem at hand. He just dumped double chocolate cake on the ‘I-hate-chocolate-I-fired-a-chef-because-of-that’ man.

Surprisingly, the man didn’t yell at Jeonghan and he just stared at Jeonghan. After a few seconds of awkwardness, Jeonghan realized he wasn’t getting any response nor leash of anger. Jeonghan quickly bowed, muttered an apology and dashed to the hallway until he found the restroom. He closed the door of the cubicle and placed his hand over his heart. It was beating so hard; it must have shaken the entire building.

Soonyoung had a lot to say. After a minute or two in the cubicle, he got out and saw that the man was nowhere to be seen, along with the cake. He shook his head and went to look for Soonyoung. After a few minutes and some questioning look from other employees, he finally found his friend. When he explained what happened, Soonyoung reprimanded him like crazy.

What?! You did what? You what? Woah Yoon Jeonghan, you just dumped a double chocolate cake on my CEO. My CEO who despises chocolate like it’s some kind of virus. Even for you, that was crazy. Soonyoung had said.

It’s not like he intended to dump the cake. He didn’t even intend to meet the CEO. Blame fate, that bastard.

After a coffee with Soonyoung, he quickly bid goodbye and said that he will Soonyoung another cake. Soonyoung just laughed it off and said it wasn’t necessary.  Jeonghan shushed the younger and declared that he will soon make him the cake. Soonyoung nodded in defeat.

Now, Jeonghan is on the confectionary store and is picking out the chocolate that he will use for Soonyoung’s cake no.2. His phone suddenly rang and he checked it to see it was Erila, his co-chocolatier from the cake shop he works in.

“Jeonghan-oppa, a special customer requested you to make him a cake, a triple chocolate one. You’re specialty?” Erila said.

“What? Now? It’s my day off! And a rush order? You know I can’t rush my masterpiece.” Jeonghan replied.

“Please. He is a very special customer, a picky one too. He’s paying extra for the cake! And he said, he can have it tonight. You have ample time to make the cake.” Erila said.

“Arasso. Arasso. I’ll be there.” Jeonghan sighed.

“Gomawo~” Erila said.

Jeonghan returned the supplies that he had picked so far. Soonyoung’s cake would have to wait for another time. Now he has to make a triple chocolate cake for some bastard who decided to destroy his day-off.

After arriving at the cake shop, Jeonghan quickly started off the cake. He wore his apron and tied his long hair. He got his special chocolate and melted it slowly.

After 3 hours, the chocolate cake is done. Jeonghan boxed the cake and asked Erila for the address of the bastard who ordered the cake. He removed his apron and ponytail. He took the piece of paper, wore his coat and with the cake on his arms, he headed out.

Jeonghan didn’t even bother looking at the address and just gave the paper to the taxi driver. After a few minutes, he was surprised to see a familiar neighborhood, his, to be exact.

Jeonghan was even more surprised when the taxi stopped infront of Choi Fabrics. Although bewildered, Jeonghan slipped off the taxi after paying the fare. He walked towards the building and towards the front desk. Mingyu was just getting off work when he saw Jeonghan.

“Oh you’re back, Sir. Are you going to Hoshi hyung again?” Mingyu said.

“Ahh… No actually. I’m here to deliver a chocolate cake.” Jeonghan replied.

“A what?” Mingyu asked.

Just then, a man appeared. Jeonghan recognized him as the assistant of the CEO. He bowed to Jeonghan.

“The President expects you. Sir, please follow me.” the man said.

Jeonghan was shocked. Did the President remember he didn’t scold Jeonghan? Jeonghan followed the man nervously and was led to the lobby.

When they reached the lobby, he saw a man seating on the couch and Jeonghan held his breath. It was the man to which he accidentally dumped a double chocolate cake on early today. It was Mr. Choi, the ‘I-hate-chocolate-I-fired-a-chef-because-of-that’ president.

The CEO smiled at Jeonghan and it wasn’t filled with anger, ironically, it was filled with fondness that Jeonghan liked.

“Oh. Mr. Yoon. I expected you. Is that my chocolate cake?” the president asked, standing from the couch.

Jeonghan couldn’t help but stare at the dashing man infront of him. Well-built body and legs, clear skin, a mega-watt smile and his eyes, his black orbed eyes with its long eyelashes.

Jeonghan gulped. No he wasn’t checking the president out. He was just admiring. No, he wasn’t thinking about how it would feel to be kissed by those plush lips. No, he wasn’t--. Okay, he was attracted.

“Tongue-tied?” the president smirked.

“I-What do you want from me?” Jeonghan asked.

“I only wanted to taste your chocolate cake, Yoon Jeonghan. And I also wanted to see you again.” the president said, looking at Jeonghan in the eyes and walking towards Jeonghan who was still frozen with the cake in his hand.

When they were only a few feet away,Jeonghan talked.

“It isn’t fair that you already know my name. How did you find out by the way?” Jeonghan asked, raising his eyebrow.

“Oh.. I have my resources.” the president said.

“And you, Mr.CEO, what is your name?” Jeonghan asked.

“I am Choi Seungcheol. And as I have said, I wanted to see you again. Because even if you think this is overly cheesy, I think I’ve fallen inlove with you since you dumped chocolate cake on me. I--” Seungcheol answered.

Seungcheol was cut off when Jeonghan’s phone suddenly rang. Jeonghan looked at blushing Seungcheol and handed the cake to him to answer his phone. It was Soonyoung.

“Hyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuung! You won’t believe it! The CEO! Mr. Choi! He asked me about you! I think he likes you hyung! I mean I think he fell for you because of the cake. OMG!” Soonyoung shouted.

“I know. He’s in front of me, like right now.” Jeonghan said.

Soonyoung grew silent.

“I am a little bit ruining the moment, aren’t I?” Soonyoung said.

“You are.” Jeonghan shook his head, smiling.

“OMG! I’m sorry. Okay okay I’m hanging up! OMG.” Soonyoung said and quickly ended the call.

Jeonghan put the phone back to his pocket and looked at Seungcheol who was now looking anywhere but him.

“I guess I know who your source is.” Jeonghan teased, quirking an eyebrow at the blushing red Seungcheol.

“I—Uhmm.. I needed the information. I… needed to see you again. I need to ask you,” Seungcheol asked,”if you wouldn’t mind seeing me every day and making me happy just by looking at you.,” Seungcheol held Jeonghan’s cheek after he settled the cake on a nearby table,” I wanted to ask you if ever you love me too. If you would give me a chance to make you happy, will you Jeonghan-ah?” Seungcheol finished.

“I-Uhh.. Yes. Seungcheol.” Jeonghan smiled.

“Yes!” Seungcheol hugged Jeonghan and twirled him around. Jeonghan laughed and tapped Seungcheol on the shoulder. Seungcheol let him down and kissed Jeonghan full on the lips.

Seungcheol’s lips are sweet. Jeonghan thought. The kiss was sweet, Jeonghan felt happy, loved. The feeling of happiness was beyond whatever Jeonghan had ever felt.

“Ahem.” the assistant coughed, “I hate to interrupt but sir you have a meeting in about 15 minutes.”

Seungcheol and Jeonghan parted and catched their breaths and put their foreheads together, noses touching.

Seungcheol looked at his assistant and said, “Oh Wonwoo, you are seriously the most emo guy I have ever met. Just date Mingyu will you! You need some smiles in your life.”

The assistant, Wonwoo, coughed and turned to walk. Seungcheol laughed  and Jeonghan chuckled.

“So, see you later for dinner? Can I come to your house?” Seungcheol asked.

“Already, Mr.Choi?” Jeonghan asked.

“Oh come on, I want to taste your cooking. I haven’t had a home-cooked meal, in like, forever.” Seungcheol whined like a kid.

“I am genuinely taken aback Mr. Choi. I never knew you liked to act cute.” Jeonghan said,”but I must warn you, I put chocolate in almost all my dishes. “

“Oh.. Is that so? Then I might just need to learn to eat the brown devils.” Seungcheol joked and kissed Jeonghan.

Jeonghan would never admit this but Seungcheol’s lips were sweeter than any chocolate he had ever tasted.

A/N: Woah 2k words. LOL. This was supposed to be my Valentines treat. But guess who is a lazy bum that only posted this tonight > me.

seriously who would ever hate chocolates. ok so this fic is more on the super unbelievable side. lol. 

and guys if you want some supernatural fic abt svt and jeongcheol im suggesting u read this > halo, how are you?

im like this fic sooo much <3 it just hits the right spot <3 oh my heart

Thanks for the subs~ and the comments~ do comment your reaction to this chappie <3