Today is December 16th, 2012. That's what displayed on my lock screen when I pressed open my phone. I peeked at the screen with a half opened eye. It was 10:32 A.M. and I didn't know whether or not I should get off my bed. I had a really long dream about a few friends, including Luhan. We were just hanging out, I guess. Then someone had to go to the convenience store and buy some chips because Baekhyun was craving them. I don't even know, it was a weird and tiring dream.

Oh, wait. Luhan. He could still be sleeping. He probably left already but I should at least go and check, and so I went. He was still lying there on the couch, with the blanket covering him all the way over the face, with only tufts of hair peeking out from the top. I couldn't just leave him there, I mean, what if he had something to do? He has a job. He's a celebrity for goodness sakes.  He couldn't just lie there while his career deterioates.

"Luhan?" I pulled down the blanket a little bit to reveal his face and wobbled his shoulders. "Luhan, wake up." But all that I got out of him was tired groans and soft lip smacks.

"Luhan... Stop being such a big baby. Wake up, yah, wake up." I patted his cheek, but he didn't even bash an eye.

"Oh!" That's when it came to me that I should make some breakfast. I had to make some food anyways, and the aroma will probably wake him up. Just something quick. There was some leftover rice in the refrigerator, so I decided to make seafood congee. I had the packet and also some frozen shrimp. It was an easy dish to made, and very comfortable to eat in a cold, winter morning. Yixing taught me this dish, and his's food is always amazing so Luhan should like it very much. Well, hopefully.

I took out the shrimp and ran it over a steady stream of water to thaw them. Later, when all the ingridients were boiling in the pot, I added the spices and some soy sauce. The aroma was now coming out. Ah, it smelled so nice! I would have downed the whole pot if it wasn't boiling hot, and if there wasn't someone in the room I had to share it with. I didn't know I was that hungry, actually.

The bubbling of the congee wasn't that loud, but I was too focused on making the food that I did not hear someone faintly calling out my name. There was "Minseok... Minseok..." and then a thud. It startled me so much that I dropped my mixing spoon onto the floor, and I turned around to check up on Luhan, just to find him still completely wrapped in the blanket, but now on the floor beside the sofa.

"Ah, Luhan, are you alright? Did you hit your head on the coffee table?" I kneeled down and pulled him up into a sitting position. His body was wrapped in the blanket like a pupa, with his head and the mass of bed hair poofing out. He yawned at my question but still didn't open his eyes. "Meh. I'm okay. I'm hungry Minseok... I want food. It smells good." He nudged against me, wiggling his shoulder. "Okay, I get it. I'm making it now. It should be done by now." I adjusted him back, leaning against the couch so he wouldn't tip over, and went to check up on the pot.

I took out a ladle from the drawer and scooped out two bowls of congee. I brought them each to the table, but it seemed like Luhan went to the bathroom meanwhile. I went back to get some spoons while he came out, patting down his hair.

"Ah！ 粥! Ah！ 好久都没有喝粥了。 没有人给我熬粥。。。谢谢谢谢！" Luhan rambled on at the bowls of congee in, I'm not sure, Chinese? I don't speak Chinese. What.

"What."

"What. Oh. Sorry, I just, I. Sometimes I forget that other people don't speak Chinese. Ha, haha."

I pulled out my chair and exaggeratedly gasped. "You never told me you were Chinese."

"What. But shouldn't you have known? Not to boast or anything but I am all over the news." He stated matter-of-fact-ly while blowing at a spoonful of congee.

"I don't watch the news that closely. I'm not a crazy fangirl who googles about you and stalk your cyworld, twitter, weibo..? Whatever." I looked up from my bowl. "Hey, at least I know you're famous."

"Heheheheh,"

"Don't giggle with congee in your mouth! You're gonna choke or burn yourself, or both!"

Perhaps I spoke a second late because Luhan just coughed once and swallowed his entire mouthfull of congee at once. Then he opened his mouth and inhaled viciously.

"Damn! I burned all of my taste buds away, uhuuu..."

"I told you. Stop whining."

He set his elbow down on the table and leaned against his hand, looking at me, at the bowl, then back at me. "It's delicious. Thank you. I haven't had congee for so long because no one could make it for me, and I don't know how to make it taste as good as this. Back then my family would always make it for me, but now I'm all on my own." Luhan smiled a little bit and scooped up another spoonful.

I don't cook much so when people praise me for my food I get flustered really easily. It makes me so happy, especially when I can tell that it was sincere. I usually felt like the compliment wasn't meant for me, or that I did not deserve it, but somehow I didn't feel this way with Luhan's words. It just made me feel good and accomplished, even for something small like a bowl of congee.

"Thank you! And you're welcome. My friend Yixing taught me this, so if you'd like, I can teach you how to make this someday too."

"That won't be necessary."

I looked at him. "Huh, why?"

"You'll make it for me, won't you? Everytime I crave for it? I only want my Xiumin's seafood congee." He smiled with his eyes closed and head tilted towards me.

"Jeez..." I mixed the remaining congee in my bowl. "Wait, it's 11:34 already, don't you have anything on your schedule?!"

Luhan looked at me, mouth open, then he took out his phone from his back pocket and scrolled down the list.

"Oh my god I do. 12 o'clock, a photoshoot."

"You don't have time!"

"I know!" He looked at me. "It's a photoshoot so they'll fix me up later but I can't go looking like this at least. Can I take a super quick rinse in your shower?"

"Just go! Go, go, go. I'll take a towel for you but you go in first, okay, there's no time."

I fumbled through the closet as Luhan scrambled to the shower and the water. I flipped through the back row of towels and pulled out a new one. It's always important to have spares!

"Ahem...", I cleared my throat as I knocked on the door. "I'm just gonna leave this here okay?" I opened a slit and stuck my hand in. I could feel the steam wrapping itself around my arm. Hopefully he wasn't burning himself, wasting all my hot water... "Alright, thanks!" He shouted from the shower. I just threw the towel onto the stool I had in my bathroom and closed the door.

It's so hard to take care of a Luhan...
 

I wrote this chapter a month ago but I never completed the last few lines and then regents and finals and AHHHHH!!!! Well it turned out I passed them all at least, ahaha... I'm so sorry :c I'm always apologizing, and I always have something to apologize for... Sigh... I'll try to make a double update today ^_^

My mom makes seafood congee a lot. Well it's not particularly anything, it's just a bunch of stuff she has lying around in one big rice stew thing that tastes really good.

Chinese food is the best, no matter what ^ u ^