JESSICA'S POV

"How is she so far?!" It was Chef Kim. 

It's been 2 weeks already since my little rascal moved in the apartment, and believe it or not, I never imagine I would know a lot, as in LOTS OF THINGS about her. That must be the perks of being a daughter of a rich businessman. I chuckled.

"It was a headache."

They creased their eyebrows. I am currently in the kitchen having my lunch. Good thing Chef Kim cooked something so I didn't really need to buy my own lunch. Kai, Leeteuk and Jackson were all there listening to my story. Besides, they all seems friends with Yoona and hearing these kind of stories kind of entertaining to them.

"She can't wash her clothes and she's pretty messy at all. I have noticed that Yoona seems having  hard time cleaning all her stuffs, since I don't want a messy room, I ended up cleaning and washing her clothes as well."

"There was one time that she told me that she doesn't have anymore clothes to wear..." I added

....FLASHBACK...

"Yoong, is there something wrong.?" I asked as I approached her looking at her own closet.

"I ran out of clothes. Is there a near laundry shop or some place where I can have my clothes washed and pressed?!" She said innocently.

I chuckled. She looked at me. "Is there something funny?!"

"Aniyo, It's just that in here WE ARE washing our own clothes." I emphasized that word so she would get it.

Her eyes widen. "How did you do that?!" 

"Seriously?! You haven't washed your clothes before.?" 

She just shook heads. "Nah, all of my clothes are ready to wear when I was staying at home."

"In here, you are going to wash your own, Missy!" I said suppressing my laughter as I pull her out of the room going to the bathroom.

From the entire time, she just stood there watching me as I prepare all the things that we need like our dirty clothes, soaps and detergents, washboards, and the likes. 

We sit at the small chair and I started scrubbing my own. "Just follow what I'm doing and you'll soon learn." In which I receive a nod from her.

Soon after  she started washing the clothes. I thought that she was doing fine but I was wrong. 

"Geez, Sica... can we stop?! My hands are beginning to get hurt." I chuckled as I check her hands. She is so cute while pouting and I can't help but kiss those. 

"Geez, Yoong. They were already red. You really don't know how to wash, don't you?!" I asked as I massage those hands.

She just shook her head like an elementary school kiddo. I washed those hands and pat it dry. "Let me take care of this." I said as I resumed from washing the clothes 

"But, Sica... There are a lot and are you sure you can finish those?" She said while massaging her hands.

"I'll be fine. Just sit there and watch." I winked at her. Finally she showed her alligator smile.

"But, I'm just curious...." 

"About?!" 

"How do you make those sounds?! I mean while washing the clothes, then there's bubbles and a floppy sound. How do you make those." She asked innocently.

I can't helped but laughed. "I'm sorry. haha, Oh my God Yoong. Why do you have to be so innocent." I laughed again 

"Yah!" She blurted while pouting.

"I've never seen an entire thing before, so I really don't know... sorry..." She said blushing.

I dried my hands and caress my face. I suddenly thought, these must be the things rich kids can't do. And since I insisted on her to move in in here, I need to adjust and accept all her flaws. Beside, it's the things I needed to do in