(Your pov)

When we entered the house, Sehun ran to the kitchen to get something to eat.

"Oppa." I called him. He was too engrossed in looking for food to eat immediately.

"Sehun oppa!" I called him again. He looked at me with a sheepishly smile.

"Sorry.You were saying?" he asked.

"Shouldn't you shower first? Its pretty late." I asked. He sighed and nodded.

"When you come back, there will be food on the table." I added, he brightened up.

"Really?" he asked. I nodded, came to kiss me on the cheek before dashing up to the bathroom.

"You're the best!" he exclaimed from upstairs. I grinned.

"Yeah! I know!" I shouted back and went into the kitchen to cook.

-At few minutes later-

As soon as I placed his plate down on the table, he came rushing down.

"I smell food~" he sang and plopped himself on the chair. I nodded and gave him the fork and spoon.

When he ate a bite, he groaned in pleasure. I rolled my eyes.

"Oppa. It isn't even that good. Stop exaggerating." I stated. He shook his head.

"I'm not exagerrating. This is good. Its been so long since I ate a homecooked meal." he replied.

"Not really a meal oppa." I said. He rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. You cooked it for me. Its better than those, take outs I eat everyday." he replied taking spoonful of food into his mouth. I sighed *Oh oppa.*

When he was done, he made me sit on the couch while