"Changmin ah!"

"Changmin ah!"

"Changmin ah", she called him for the third time.

A bit grouchy, Changmin rubbed his eyes and stood up.

She'd always wake him up like that.... With that sweet voice, with that sweet smell... Not even s could wake him up like that.

He put on his slippers and went to the kitchen just to find her waiting for him.

As a lover who didn't see his girlfriend for a long time, he smiled brightly and ran to her. He wanted to taste her so much, he loved her so much. , he wanted to eat her roughly.

"Omo, hyung, we have kimchi for breakfast!" His eyes were shining just by looking.

Jaejoong rolled his eyes. "Only food can wake you up. Slow down, don't choke!"

Changmin didn't listen. "I only care about food. You can go now"

Jaejoong shrugged and left Changmin's house. That kid would make him cook for him everyday, yet he only cared about food. He didn't even realise the feelings Jaejoong had for him.... He just loved her.... That 'she' with multiple personalities. That 'she' who could be an hamburger on a day, and spaguetti on another day...

Yeah, dear readers. Changmin was in love. Not with Jaejoong, not with a girl, but with food.