“Thank you for helping me Taeyang.” Morgan said as she dumped the last broken pieces in the bin.

“That plate is coming out of your paycheck by the way.” Taeyang said dryly. He nonchalantly grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and leaned on the dining table staring at her.

“What?” Morgan asked when she noticed Taeyang staring at her.

“What? Can’t a man drink water in his own house without being questioned?” said Taeyang harshly.

“No, you’re staring at me.” Morgan said timidly.

“If you have a problem then leave.”

Morgan clenched her palms into fists and her heels toward the sink to start washing the dishes. This man was testing her.

Morgan was washing the dishes for almost ten minutes and she could still feel the intense glare of Taeyang boring a hold into her head. She looked over her shoulder to see him still leaning on the table, eyes glued on her.

This was getting uncomfortable and awkward.

“Soo, um, Taeyang, how was the breakfast?” Morgan had to say something to remove the stiff air in the room.

“The guys seemed to like It.” he said softly

“What about you? I guess this was my way of saying I am sorry for intruding in your home. I hope I don’t make things inconvenient for you.” She said sincerely with a genuine smile.

Taeyang scoffed and threw the empty water bottle in the bin without moving from his point.

“I am not easily buttered up with foo