Jongin’s POV

I arrived at my apartment and saw Krystal on my kitchen, cooking me something. I got really excited to know she was making something for. Just like a wife waiting for her husband to come home at late night for dinner. I blushed at the thought. It didn’t take long until Krystal felt my presence. She looked at me happily.

“Jongin! You are home! I cook for you.” She brought the plates on the dinner table. She just acted like she was my wife. I smiled at her and mouthed ‘thank you’.

When we already sat, she put some foods on my plate and told me to try it then gave my opinion of her foods.

“Jongin! What do you think about my cooking?” she asked him in cheerfully tone.

“Yours is the best! I’ve never eaten the best food for the whole of my life! I love it! You should cook it for me often.” I said it to sheer her up more. Actually her food was nothing compared to Kyungsoo’s. Yeah, his was the best I ever ate.

“Then I will make it for your lunch everyday?”

“That will be awesome, Krystal!” Of course I would accept her offer! How could you ignore it when your crush offers to make a lunch for you? No way, right? I smiled to her and kept eating the food.

“Hey, Jongin.” I looked up on her, still having the food inside my mouth.

“Yheah?” She laughed at me.

“Eat you food first then talk, okay?” She was so cute and so sweet. I felt my heart kept beating so fast. I really did fall in love with her so hard. I did finish my food.

“Yeah? What?”

“Well, yesterday you ditched on me, right?” I gulped at her statement. Yeah, I did ditch her because of Kyungsoo. I really regretted it. Yesterday should be a perfect date for Krystal and I. But I also couldn’t blame Kyungsoo for it. He needed help after all.

“I’m so sorry, Krystal!” I lowered my head.

“Well, It’s okay, Jongin. But I hope you have a reasonable answer of why you ditching me?” She asked me with a sweet smile. I didn’t know what should I answer. Should I just tell her the truth or tell her a lie?

“Something came up, family matter.” I answered her shortly and hoped that he would just drop the problem. She nodded then began cleaning the table. She took the dirty plates and washed them. I was about to go to my room when the door’s bell was ringing. Krystal stared at me. I understood that she asked me to open the door. I quickly opened it, but then I just looked at the person in front of me with wide eyes. The person barged inside my apartment, ignoring me. I tried to stop him. He knew someone was in my kitchen and went there.

“Why do you come here?” I kept asking him while he walked to the kitchen.

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