“This is absolutely delicious!” Ricky exclaimed as he stuffed his face with food, absolutely happy that he was able to fill his stomach with proper food at last. The guy in front of him though was significantly less thrilled.

Chewing on his omelette, Ricky looked around the apartment and admired how nice it was. It wasn’t exactly luxurious but it wasn’t bad either. It was quaint, enough for a person living alone. One thing worthy to take note of the place was the grand piano that took up most of the space in the living room. Ricky could see it all the way from the kitchen and from where he is sitting at the dining table.

“When you’re finished eating, you can leave,” the guy in front of him said coolly as he sipped his coffee.

“Oh, uhh… we don’t need to rush,” Ricky nervously stalled, taking a large spoonful of rice with a bit of sausage to show that he wasn’t finished eating. “Food this delicious must be enjoyed properly.”

Ricky complimented as he made noises to show the food was really yummy. He was trying to please the person who had handed him clothes, albeit oversized, to cover himself. He realized he might’ve made a bad impression on the stranger being stark when he woke up. But what could he do really? The guy had puked all over him last night. It’s normal for guys to be waist up, right?

Oh wait, he’s not a guy anymore…

The stranger’s sigh caught Ricky’s attention.

“Look, what happened last night was a mistake,” the guy said looking at him like Ricky wasn’t worth his time. “I actually don’t want to enter any relationships as of now so I want you to forget everything that happened. Do you get my drift?”

Ricky stared at him confused. What the hell is he talking about…?

“Or do you want me to give you some money?”

Ricky's eyes widened, finally getting what the black-haired dude was talking about. He had watched enough movies with Niel to understand what the stranger was saying. Nevertheless, it didn’t stop him from dropping his mouth open in shock, flashing the guy in front of him the contents of half-chewed eggs which the stranger responded with a look of distaste.

“N-NO!” Ricky yelled, mortified that the stranger even thought of it. “WHAT YOU ARE THINKING IS WRONG! ABSOLUTELY WRONG!”

He saw the guy cringe and made note to lower his voice. He remembered CAP doesn’t like loud noises whenever he’s hangover.

“Nothing of that sort happened,” Ricky said clearly to fix the understanding. He then started to relay everything that happened last night, emphasizing and maybe a bit exaggerating the parts where Ricky called the police and how he had mightily and heroically saved him from the gangsters.

“… and that’s what happened,” Ricky ended his animated story, looking expectantly at the stranger. “I saved you.”

When the older guy didn’t respond, Ricky said, “I saved you from what should have been your early demise.”

“Yes,” the guy agreed finally, raising his eyes to look at Ricky. He had been looking at Ricky boredly when Ricky was telling the story of last night.

“And I risked my life too!” Ricky exclaimed. “Remember what I said earlier? That I had whipped three guys with a bottle but missed one? When he was about to beat me, I kicked him in the balls. If I wasn’t so quick, I could’ve died! You should understand how dangerous it was for me to save you!”

Ricky knows that he’s outright lying at this point. But he didn’t care; he has a goal in his mind. He’d ask God later for forgiveness.

“So what you’re trying to say is… you want a reward?” The stranger said slowly, quirking a brow.

“Yes!” Ricky shouted triumphantly, then realized what he said. “I mean no.”

The guy rolled his eyes then leaned on the table, looking at Ricky intimidatingly. “What do you want?”

Ricky looked back at him straight in the eyes, refusing to waver and be intimidated. “Let me stay here for a while till I get my own place.”

The guy leaned back, sipped his coffee calmly and uttered a word.

“No.”

“Oh, come on!” Ricky whined. He desperately needed a place to stay.

“Still no.”

“B-But—“

“Look, kid, I don’t like sharing my personal space with anyone, much less a stranger,” the guy said, frowning at Ricky. “Why don’t you go home? I bet your parents are looking for you.”

“I-I ran away from home,” Ricky said hesitantly, unsure of what he should reveal. He can’t really say what exactly happened. He’d be kicked out in a flash if he would reveal his ridiculous story. “There’s something I need to do before I can go back.”

The guy narrowed his eyes at him.

“There’s no one I can turn to so please help me out,” Ricky begged. “I saved you last night so you owe me.”

The guy didn’t look convinced.

I really don’t wanna do this but desperate times call for desperate measures.

Ricky dropped down on his knees. The guy jumped at the action.

“Y-Ya, what are you doing?!”

Ricky didn’t answer. He clasped his two hands in front of him and blasted the guy the greatest aegyo he could. The kind of aegyo that would always manage to make his fans go crazy and melt at the cuteness.

“Pwetty pwease~” Ricky said cutely, his eyes large and pleading.

“Ya!” The guy yelled, trying to push Ricky, who had managed to get in his personal bubble, away. “What the fck are you trying to do?!”

“Pwease lemme stay,” Ricky said while blinking rapidly and trying to summon a tear or two for a dramatic effect. “You dun want me wiving in the stweets, do yah??”

“I-If you think that’s gonna work, you’re wrong!”

Ricky refused to give up and assumed another pose.

“Buing~ Buing~”

The guy desperately tried to shy away, not looking at Ricky. “I said no…”

Omo, it’s actually working! This guy is weak to aegyo!

Normally, it would take C.A.P and Changjo a few more moments before they give in to what Ricky wants but this guy is already cracking in mere seconds! Or maybe C.A.P and Changjo were a bit immune already?

Confident, Ricky unleashed another blast of aegyo. He’s not Teen Top’s visual maknae for nothing! Though he doesn’t exactly like doing this to guys but what choice does he have?

“Aaaaaaiiinnggg!”

The guy finally looked at Ricky and froze. A drop of blood was starting to come out from his nose.

Ricky neared his face to the stranger, ready to execute his killer move.

“Saranghaeyoooooo~~!!!” Ricky said in a cute baby-ish voice as he made a heart with his arms over his head.

Unbeknownst to Ricky who was busy concentrating on his aegyo, the stranger’s face flamed.

“F-Fine!” The stranger yelled finally, pushing Ricky away as hard as he could before wiping the aegyo-induced nosebleed with his sleeve.

“Really?!” Ricky exclaimed as he got up, ecstatic.

“Just don’t do that again!” The guy said, scowling ferociously at Ricky. Ricky didn’t mind it. He was too busy celebrating.

“Yes! Yes! YES!” Ricky beamed as he did a sort of jig.

“But in one condition.”

Ricky turned to the guy and saw that he was smirking at him. The boy-turned-girl suddenly felt nervous.

“I don’t want you to be a freeloader,” the guy said, looking triumphant now that Ricky wasn’t too happy. “You’ll have to do chores.”

“Chores?”

The guy nodded. “Like cleaning, cooking, doing the laundry and such.”

Ricky’s face scrunched up. “Well… I’ll try. I’m not good at it though.”

“Well, you have to do it,” the guy shrugged, still smirking. He paused.

“You know, you still haven’t asked for my name and you’re all too happy to be living with me,” the guy said looking at her. “I might just be a murderer or a .”

“Oh, I know your name,” Ricky said mischievously.

“Oh?” The guy asked, not believing Ricky.

“You’re name’s Gun Woo.”

The newly named guy looked baffled.

Ricky laughed out loud much to Gun Woo’s annoyance.

“I saw it on your ID from your wallet when I was looking for your address,” Ricky explained. “Nice ID picture, by the way. You looked like someone just killed your cat.”

Gun Woo glared at Ricky.

Ricky giggled nervously. “Aaaaaiinngg~~!”

“GAHH! STOP THAT!!”

Ricky laughed. “Now it’s time for me to introduce myself.”

Ricky stood in front of Gun Woo and bowed formally. Ninety degrees and all.“I’m Ricky. Now that I’m under your care, please take good care of me.”

Gun Woo looked at him, unimpressed. “Isn’t Ricky a guy name?”

Ricky suddenly wanted to bash his own head.

Oops.

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“So you got all my instructions?”

“Sir, yes sir!” Ricky saluted like a soldier.

“Then go and do those that I have instructed you to do,” Gun Woo said, dismissing the small girl with a wave. He still had things to do. He had wasted enough time as it is.

A few moments later…

Gun Woo was enjoying his coffee while looking over some scores in his study when…

CLANG!

CLACK!!

CRACK!!!

SHATTER!!!!

Gun Woo almost spitted his coffee, his eyes wide and alarmed. What was that?!

He turned around from where he was sitting when he heard footsteps coming and saw Ricky at the door peering cautiously and holding two pieces of a broken plate, looking teary.

“Th-This isn’t expensive, right?”

When Ricky saw Gun Woo staring at him intimidatingly, he offered: “I could glue it back if you want.”

A tick formed on Gun Woo’s forehead.

“IDIOT!”

A few moments later…

Gun Woo had already calmed down from the previous incident and decided to play a piece on the piano. He had his hands over the piano keys when…

BOOM!!!

“WAAAAAHHH!” A feminine voice shrieked from the kitchen.

Gun Woo looked around wildly. WH-WHAT ON EARTH?!

A burnt smell invaded Gun Woo’s sensitive nostrils and he bolted as fast as he could to the kitchen, abandoning what he was about to do.

The scene that greeted him was… white.

His once immaculate kitchen was covered in white foam and in the middle of it all, Ricky stood.

Gun Woo mentally counted to ten before he tried to speak.

“Can you please tell me why my kitchen is white?” Gun Woo asked, trying to remain calm.

“I’M SORRY!” Ricky wailed, clutching a fire extinguisher. “I TRIED TO COOK!”

Gun Woo’s eye twitched. How in tarnation…!

A noise of a stomach grumbling made Gun Woo stare at Ricky. The small girl at least had the decency to look sheepish.

“Ummm… can we order pizza instead?” Ricky asked, looking hopeful.

Gun Woo’s eye twitched again, he was sure he’s going to murder someone before the day would end.

A few moments later…

Gun Woo, who had been beyond pissed, sent Ricky to water the plants while he tried to clean the white foam off his kitchen.

Nothing bad can happen, right? It was a simple enough chore to do, right?

CRAAAAAACK!

“Uh oh.” Gun Woo heard Ricky mutter from the balcony.

Gun Woo groaned. What did she do now?

He hurriedly went to where Ricky was.

“H-Hyung…” She looked fearfully towards Gun Woo and pointed down.

He slowly looked over the balcony and peered down, dreading what he’s going to see.

Glaring eyes. The glaring eyes of the apartment owner specifically. It seems that the pot that Ricky had accidentally knocked over had narrowly missed her head. Gun Woo wished it should’ve just hit her squarely instead.

Gun Woo couldn't help it. He inelegantly swore.

Lesson learned:  Never let Ricky do any household chores anymore.

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Gun Woo entered the front door, carrying bags of groceries for both him and his new companion.

It had been the second day Ricky had been staying at Gun Woo’s place. So far, Gun Woo had no idea what to think of Ricky. The small girl had been utterly useless when it comes to household chores. She had been really cautious too, especially since the catastrophes that she had caused yesterday.

Gun Woo grew annoyed whenever he recalled what happened the day before. Getting an earful from the apartment owner and cleaning the kitchen was not a happy experience.

She’ll turn out to be a freeloader, the black-haired guy thought glumly. I should just kick her out.

But Gun Woo knew he couldn’t, especially now that he knew that the girl was broke and had nowhere to go to. She saved him alright but isn’t this too much? He wants to live peacefully and practice playing the piano.

Peacefully? He snorted at himself. When I could barely sleep at all? Even playing the piano is giving me no peace now. It all feels hollow.

Gun Woo cringed and immediately shook his head to clear away thoughts. He trained his mind back to the girl.

Maybe I should just give her money…

His last thought drifted as he entered the living room. His eyes went wide.

He had never seen it so… clean.

As a guy living alone, he never really bothered to clean or to keep things in order. Except for the kitchen which he always keeps it spotless, everywhere else in the apartment was just a mess with littered things here and there.

Gun Woo spotted Ricky sleeping on the sofa, with her head facing the opposite direction where her body was positioned. She was drooling a bit and her face had this weird happy expression. Gun Woo thought she looked angelic. Wait, what?

He shook his head as he looked around, marvelling at the clean apartment.

Did she do this? He wondered as he proceeded to the kitchen as quietly as he could to unpack and arrange the groceries. He paused when he saw a bowl of eggs and a note beside it. Settling the bag of groceries on the table, he read the note.

I cleaned the apartment! YAAAY!!

I even cleaned the bathroom!!

I’m really sorry for what happened yesterday. I’ll try to be careful from now on and I’ll try not to be a burden. ^^;;

There are some boiled eggs on the table. I made them for you~~

Sorry though, those are the only things I can cook! TT.TT

Despite himself, Gun Woo chuckled. That idiot.

He had always been weak to aegyo. Especially when his brother—

Gun Woo froze and closed his eyes while leaning on the table. He shouldn’t be thinking of his brother at the moment.

He forgot the previous thought when he noticed a postscript at the end of his note that piqued his interest.

P.S. Don’t open the closet on the hallway.

Gun Woo was confused. Why? Why not open the closet?

Deciding that it was just one of Ricky’s quirks, he ignored the postscript and proceeded to unpack the groceries. Halfway through, he paused.

Great. Now, I can’t stop thinking about it. What is in the closet anyway?

Deciding to give himself some peace of my mind, he went to the closet and stood in front of it.

“Well, what could be in the closet that I shouldn’t be ope—WHOAA!”

A large crash resounded throughout the whole apartment when objects fell from the opened closet and buried Gun Woo, muffling his astounded cry. When he finally managed to pull himself from the pile, the first thing he saw was Ricky shaking his head at him. Apparently, she woke up from the noise.

“You read the note, right?” She said, looking at him with her eyes twinkling in amusement. “I told you not to open the closet.”

Gun Woo’s face grew hot. “I’LL KILL YOU, RICKY!!!”

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Author's Note:

Nothing much happened in this chapter. Just Ricky getting settled on a new environment. Nevertheless, I hope you guys liked this chapter too.

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