"So...did the Grudge just eat her, or did she go inside it?" I thought out loud.

When I didn't hear D.O respond, I turned to my right, to see how he had curled up into the position of a fetus. He also had sandwiched his head in between two cushions, and I couldn't help but lightly snicker, seeing how tightly shut his eyes were.

Yeah, we really should have watched Harry Potter instead...

During our walk a while back, I guess he could sense that I was still upset about the cupcake incident, which was probably why he had randomly suggested a movie marathon. I felt bad for making him worry, so I said yes, and that's when we suddenly found ourselves back at his house, swimming through a whole bunch of DVDs. We spent quite a bit of time, trying to figure out which ones we wanted to watch, and which one should start us off. I suggested a fantasy movie, (something that I knew he enjoyed) but he shook his head. He insisted that I be the one to choose something, but I wasn't really sure what I was in the mood for, so I decided to blindingly grab one, and it turned out to be a horror movie.

My expression soften as I gently nudged him, "Kyungsoo-ah—"

Without warning, he suddenly sprang up from his spot, letting out a high-pitch yelp, as he flailed his arms about. I think in the midst of his frenzy, he even yelled out something along the lines of, "don't eat me", or something, I wasn't very sure. And even though he had almost smacked me right in the face, his reaction was just too funny to not laugh at. Upon hearing my laughter, D.O quickly straightens himself up, and then awkwardly cleared his throat. I could see how his cheeks had become tinted with a shade of pink, as he mumbled a timid apology to me. Giving him a smile, I then patted the spot next to me, signaling for him to take his seat once more, but he suddenly gasped, making me lift an eyebrow.

"Omo!" he exclaimed, "I forgot to email some music sheets to Baekhyun hyung!" He then turned to face me, "I'll be back in a bit, okay?"

I blinked, and then slowly nodded my head, "Alright then, I'll just be..." My voice ended up trailing off, as he suddenly scurried out of the room, not letting me finish the rest of my sentence. "—here...?"

After a few seconds, I shrugged off what just happened, and went back to watching the movie.

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Before I knew it, an hour had already passed by.

"Kyungsoo, where the heck did you go?" I mumbled to myself.

I'm pretty sure it doesn't take sixty minutes to attach a file, and then click 'send'...unless...he...eh, where is that dork?!

Curious, I got up from my seat, and then made my way up the stairs, and towards his room. When I entered, I saw him on the computer, looking at something, but before I could finish asking him what he was doing, he let out a startled cry, and then hastily minimized the screen.

Hey, what was that?! All I managed to get was a glimpse of a red circle...thing?

"W-What are you doing here?" asked D.O, sounding a bit nervous. His eyes looked like they were threatening to fall out, and I couldn't help but feel a little suspicious...just a little.

"What are you doing here?" I repeated, but in a more confident manner. "You're the one who suggested this movie marathon, but you're not even watching it."

A look of guilt flashed across his face, just before he bit his lip. "I...I was cleaning!?" he blurted out.

Was that supposed to be a question or a statement?

I gave him a skeptical look, "You were cleaning?"

He nodded, looking as shifty as ever. "Y-Yeah, I was cleaning the computer!"

"You were cleaning the computer...?" I slowly said, not very convinced.

D.O nodded once more, "Yeah, you know, just erasing all of the unnecessary files and cookies...ha ha ha."

He shrugged his shoulders, but it just...didn't look right. The laugh after his comment sounded a little bit too forced, and I was pretty sure he must have been thinking the same thing, from the way his eyes just quickly darted left and right. I knew he liked to keep things nice and tidy, but I wasn't so aware that the habit could extend out like this.

"You know, you're acting really weird right now," I pointed out.

"No I'm not," he quickly responded, as his eyes widen once more.

"Yes you—"

"No."

"See—"

"No."

"Kyungsoo—"

"No."

Yeah, something is definitely up.

And as much as I wanted to know what it was, I didn't want to force it out of him, just in case it made him act weirder than he already was. Letting out a sigh, I decided to just forget about this whole thing, and then motioned for him to come back downstairs with me. He hesitated for a nanosecond, before saying yes. Turning off the computer, my curiosity came back again, as I saw him hastily tuck a sheet of paper underneath the keyboard. I was about to open my mouth to say something about it, but decided against it, when he took a hold of my hand, and then led me back down towards the living room.

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The sound of something crashing caused me to wake up with a sudden jolt. My eyes slowly opened, and they squinted towards the direction of the noise, which was the television; Iron Man's suit was malfunctioning or something. But wow, we actually fell asleep? I was about to snuggle a little deeper into my pillow, not really bothered at how the movie was still being played, and let sleep take over me once more, when I suddenly realized something.

Where did Kyungsoo disappear off to?

Huh, maybe he went to the bathroom or something...?

I would have shrugged it off, and went back to sleep, but seeing how the light switch in the kitchen was on, confused me. Why is that still on? Eh, I guess I might as well get up and turn everything off, to help save a little electricity or something.

Getting up from the sofa, I took a glance at the clock, to see it say five thirty. A yawn escaped me, as I slowly trudged into the kitchen, and right when my hand reached out for the light switch, a wave of confusion hit me. Various things, such as flour, egg shells, sugar, and mixing bowls, was scattered all over the kitchen counter. But what puzzled me the most, was right there in the middle of the mess, was a sleeping D.O, who was sitting on a stool. He had his head resting on his crossed arms, and as I took a step closer to have a better look at his face, I could see a bit of dried up dough, smeared on his cheek. I probably would have had a heart attack and thought that he was bleeding, (or that a mini war had taken place) if I didn't spot the red food dye nearby.

My eyes suddenly landed on a row of six red gems, and I gasped. "No way..." I breathed out.

I took a step closer towards the cupcakes, with a hand over my greatly surprised mouth.

There's no way he could have baked what I thought he could have, right...?

But what accompanied the sweets, had definitely confirmed my question. I picked up the sheet of paper, and quietly dusted off the bits of flour, to see a red velvet cupcakes recipe before me. My mind then took me back to when we were upstairs, and how he was acting a little odd.

Wait a minute...don't tell me his strange behavior at the time, was caused by me walking in on him searching for this recipe?

The fuzzy feeling of appreciation caused me to smile a little, as I placed the paper back down. The fact that he had fallen asleep at the kitchen bench, made me wonder when he had started and finished these cupcakes. It must have taken him quite a while, if he was willing to rest in a messy atmosphere.

The cupcakes came into my view again, and I suddenly felt a little nervous.

Kyungsoo wouldn't mind me eating one without him knowing, right...?

I hesitated for a second, before reaching out, and carefully picking up the red jewel. A very faint hint of warmness could be felt, which meant that D.O must have taken them out of the oven a while ago. Aside from the white icing that sat on top of the cupcake, a small red heart could be seen on the center of that. I had to cover my mouth, and hold back the silly laugh that was threatening to come out, because it was just, well...adorable! To see how Kyungsoo had gone to the great lengths of baking these delicacies, and then even putting in the effort of nicely decorating each one with a tiny red heart, made me wonder; did my being upset about not getting red velvet cupcakes, affect him that much?

Taking a bite, I let the icing mix with the cake, and could feel my taste buds practically singing. The lush cupcake had the right amount of moisture, and the taste of vanilla, with a hint of chocolate, was perfect; heck, I think they might even be better than the original themselves!

Once I finished, I noticed that there wasn't anything covering D.O from the cold. And not wanting him to be sick, I quickly rushed into the living room, and then re-entered the kitchen again, with the blanket that I remembered him draping over me right before I fell asleep.

"Do Kyungsoo, you dork,” I mumbled, while carefully placing the blanket onto his shoulders. “You really didn't have to do this, but thank you."

When I managed to get the blanket to sit correctly, I let out a content sigh. Knowing how much of a light-sleeper he is, but to not see him move an inch when I was putting the blanket on him, showed me that he must be super tired. And becoming aware of that little thought, just made my heart swell a little more than it already was. 

You know what?

Who cares about the red velvet cupcakes at Mama's Oven; there's only one thing that I care about right now, and he's right in front of me.