“Se… Hun?” I widened my eyes as he barged in with a furious expression and a cooking spatula in one hand.

Neither of us could process the current situation so we merely stared at each other.
On the other hand, Jong In dazed for a second before bursting out in laughter.

“You... I…. Cookie… dough? Why?” Se Hun stammered for the first time.

“Se Hun you…. Spatula?” My first thought is – did he burn my kitchen down, hence the anxiety?

“I, I came in to tell you that my… my eggs are too raw, so I decided not have them for dinner. I’ll get going, thanks for your kitchen.” He hurriedly finished his sentence before disappearing within a second.

“Oppa, raw eggs can be… too raw?” I turned to Jong In in confusion, “Looks like there’s a lot more to learn about cooking….”

By this time, Jong In is already rolling on the bed laughing.

After a few minutes, he finally got up reluctantly while rubbing his eyes which got teary from laughing and faced me, “Silly one, he’s jealous.”

“JEALOUS?!” I thought he could be feeling a lot of things – anxious from burning down my kitchen, frustrated that his eggs are too raw, but how could he be jealous?! What could he be jealous of?

“That we’re baking cookies without him?” I still don’t understand.

“I never thought I’d say this…. But after just now, I suddenly think maybe two of you really suit each other. Both of you are equally…. imaginative.” He laughed again before continuing, “He thought we’re doing some adult…. I mean, lovers’ thing, that’s why.”

I still don’t really understand what Se Hun could have miscomprehended from us baking cookies, but I did catch one point, “You mean he’s jealous! Of us! He will only feel jealousy if he cares about me right!” That’s how it goes in Korean dramas.

I ran to Se Hun’s house like a gush of wind (well, it wasn’t that far away anyway) after seeing Jong In nod.

His cheeks flushed slightly upon opening the door, “Sun Hee? About just now, I didn’t mean to-”

“I guess there’s no need for me to teach you how to bake – you have no use for the cookies anymore. I shall head to the gym with the boys; see you tomorrow, little one!” Jong In said before Se Hun could finish his sentence.

I waved goodbye to Jong In before asking again, full of smiles this time, “Se Hun, you got jealous just now right?”

“Uh?” His cheeks fully flushed this time.

“You got jealous because you thought I was doing… err, lovers’ stuff with oppa right! Because you care about me, right?” I asked again, hurrying him to give me the answer I wish for.

“No?! I mean… Yes I got, jealous, but I didn’t… not you…. I….” He was at a loss searching for words to explain himself.

What does he mean? He got jealous, but he didn’t? Not because of me?

“I see... Se Hun, the person you care about…. Is Jong In?” I looked at him regretfully.

“WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?”