"Aww! It hurts!"

  She slapped his back where she helped  put on a patch, "Who told you to go hike."   He laid helplessly on his stomach. Last weekend he went to autumn hiking in mount Seoraksan with his clique. The partygoers suddenly wanted a healthy life and they took an extreme challenge on their first trial.   "It hurts.. it hurts.." he whinned again. His back and legs were mostly covered by patch.   "Kkeut! Now, I'll go.."   "That's all?"   "Yah.. I sacrificed my lunch time just to put a patch on your body."   "That's why you should stay and have lunch with me.."   "I can't. I have deadline," she said while checking herself on the mirror on his room.   "Then let's have a dinner."   She giggled, "you never give up, don't you? Alright then I'll come as soon as possible later."   "Cook me something."   "Heh?"   "You never cook for me. And I want to eat homemade meal today."       Her hands were carried two groceries plastic bag, she was being grumpy but if she didn't grant his wish he might be more grumpy than her. She called her mom about the ingredients and how to make a stew and another side dishes before. It only happened once in couple of months when she helped her mom in the kitchen. She rang the bell of his apartment, somehow she forgot the passcode.   "Our chef is here! Yeah yeah yeah!" he shouted happily and handle over the groceries.   "I'm sooooo mad right now!"   "Ah, whyyyy? Ppalli ppalli.. I'm so hungry!" he really couldn't hide his excitement. Helped her put the groceries on the kitchen.   "Yaaahh!! Kwon Jiyooongg...!!" she released her stress by punching his arms, he just laughed. She was nervous. Afraid her cooking might not came out well.   "Don't stay here!" she shoot a death glare to him.   "Yes, chef!"   Jiyong sat on the living room, watched TV but his focus was on the girl at the kitchen. He tried to hide his smile but he couldn't. She was so busy running here and there, tasting her cooking, wiped her sweat. So cute, he thought. His flat never felt so hommie since a long time. Mrs. Kwon used to come by to cooked him a meal and kept it on a lock 'n lock at the fridge, but she's no longer did that because he told her not to come again to cook, he barely eat at home and he felt sorry for not eating them. He prefer came to his parent's house than made her mother came along.     The food were all served on the table and he was looking at them with a bright smile. Chopstick on his hand. She sat across him in nervous. The main dish was requested personaly by him, a ganjang gaejang. Thankfully she ever accompanied her mother made this dish before so she wasn't too confused.   He scooped a spoon of the sauce and tasted it, "waa.. daebak!" he tasted it again, "waa.. it's really good. Same like my mom's.."   "Eyy.. don't exaggerated it.."   "No, I'm serious."   "Really?" a bigger smile stretched on her face.   He nodded while started digging on the food.   "Thanks. Eat a lot!"     "You know, when you live here. I'll be happy eating your cooking everyday.."   They were sitting on the couch, Bom held a plate of cutted fruits. She was taken aback by his statement, she hasn't think about the idea of living together. She considered the most about her parent, what should she said to them. Maybe if her parent didn't live nearby she still could make a stupid excuse.   "I already think about that and I don't think that's the best idea, Ji. At least for now.."   "Oh.. Is that what you think?" he sound dissapointment.   "My parent, what should I say to them."   He hummed and put down the fork on the plate.   "We met almost everyday, too. I can stop by your apartment, or dinner after office hour. We can still do that, right? Just like we're doing no