"Pabo Sehun! Food's rea-" You stopped, seeing Sehun knocked out on the stairs.
"Aye! Sehun!" You yelled. Sehun immediatly jumped, and woke up,

"Yah~ I'm tired!" Sehun spoke, and layed on one of the stairs. You smiled,

"Food's ready." You spoke. Sehun's eyes opened, and ran into the kitchen. You followed Sehun, seeing that he stood there... Sehun turned back to you, and asked,

"Where's the food?"

"Its.. It's right there.." You pointed at the bowls of ramen.

"This?" Sehun picked up the noodles from a fork, and looked at you.
"You said you were a good cook." Sehun spoke.

"Sehun I'm sorry. You know that I never had a family to teach me all these things.. You lived a wealthy family, and you get to eat yummy food, while all I have for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, is ramen or a bowl of rice. I'm sorry.. Lets.. Lets just go to a retaruant.." You picked up the two bowls of ramen.

"But I never said that I wont eat them." Sehun grabbed your wrist.

"Sehun, please, no." You said. After your  sentence, Sehun started speaking,

"I don't want to eat at other restaruants. I don't want to eat other people's food. I want to eat ramen made from my wife. I don't care how hard the noodles will be, I don't care how hot the liquid will burn my tongue. I want to eat food from you, Ham Jung Hee.. I know that I'm raised from a wealthy family, and when you see a big house you think it's a company.. O