Unpredictable.

To give me a break from my stupid on going Fic. ~_~

The sun was shining a little too brightly, causing the temperature to be higher than one particular girl named Wendy, desires. She grabbed her favourite pink longboard printed with her most loved view in all her existence, palm trees.

She has no particular destination she plans on heading but continues to board around, due to boredom. And because of the dreaded heat, she decided to go look for a café to fulfill her thirst.

Reaching a location far from home, she knew she was lost. Not that she minded, Wendy enjoyed going on adventures. Not necessarily alone but she thinks that for now, that will do.

Turning right at the end of the block, she spotted a small café. Frankly, the flashing blue and yellow lights of the café's sign was too bold not to notice. It looked particularly neater and cuter than the rest of the shops around, Wendy noted.

Her thirst was getting unbearable, she thought it wouldn't hurt to stop by.

'Blue Bear Café' the Toronto girl read in a perfect Canadian accent. Not bad. She thought.

The moment, she entered the place. Her eyes has never widened more. 3 girls in a cute maid servant outfit greeted her soft and warmly, taking her aback.

"Welcome home, master." The girl with a blue bow, bowed politely at Wendy.

Wendy wanted to smile at the least but ended up frozen in her place due to the girl's beauty. She was gorgeous. No, she was more. She tried to think of words to describe how breathtaking the girl is, but none came to mind.

"My name is Irene, and I will be your servant for today." The cute maid, introduced herself.

"W-Wendy." The girl stammered. She was even proud of herself for at least saying her name to the cute servant in front of her. Ignoring the fact that she basically babbled messily.

Irene. It had a nice ring to it. Wendy liked her name. Sure she has met a couple of Irene's in her past 17 years of existence but this particular one is different. She was out of this world.

"Y-you're beautiful.." Wendy unknowingly whispered, but loud enough for Irene to hear. Which caused her to cough lightly due to shyness.

"Thank you, master." Irene flashed her infamous eye smile, nearly killing the shorter girl in the process.

Irene found Wendy adorable. She reminded her of a cute hamster. Of course she has heard all sorts of compliments throughout her life. Some, she was sincerely thankful for and others, well, she knew their intention. Which was to get through her pants. No way in hell will that happen, especially when her best friend Seulgi was always on the look out.

Wendy's sudden compliment warmed her heart for she knew that the girl was sincere.

"What can I get for you today, Master?" Irene gently placed the menu in front of the still dazed, Wendy. She made herself comfortable by sitting across Wendy. Yes, it is a part of the job but she didn't mind. Her customer today was extra cute.

"Oh. Yeah, Um. Can I have a lemon iced tea? Uh, With a carrot cake?" Wendy swore that she could just slam her head against the table so hard, it will cost her to grow unconscious so she would not have to act so dumbly.

"Anything else, master?"

"Oh, uh, no. T-thanks. No thank y-you." Oh god please get me out of this mess. She internally prayed.

"I will be right back with your order, master Wendy." Irene once again flashed a smile that made the short girl's heart, into a warm puddle of joy.

Master Wendy.. She feels like a erted old man for liking the sound of what Irene just called her. She liked it, a lot.

At this point, she thought she might end up completely broke just thinking about how she wanted to come back to blue bear, everyday.

Mom is gonna kill me if she finds out I will spend way too much money on food. I mean sure, it's okay because it's not a big deal but I'll gain weight. And Irene might not like that. Or she might start noticing that I'm starting to have a crush on her if I keep coming back and foolishly babble nonsense to her. What am I saying? I'm not even sure if she likes girls. Gosh, she must be straight. Or worse, taken. Why didn't I think of this before? Of course she'll be taken, stupid! Someone as beautiful as her would obviously have someone in her life already. Wendy, you are so--

Wendy's thoughts were interrupted by what she thinks is the voice of an angel. "Master Wendy, food is served."

Wendy was about to pick up the fork when's certain milky white hands, beat her to it. And it seems like faith was good to her for her hand landed gently on top of Irene's. And she must say, a whole cage of butter lie has just been released on her stomach, making the wild and Wendy, flustered. She feels jitters on her tummy. She didn't hate it, it just made her more shy.

As much as she liked how soft, Irene's hand was, she had to pull away. Saving herself from blushing further.

However, the next line that came out of the servant's mouth made Wendy's situation. Even worse than it already was.

"I would like to feed you." The cute girl in her maid uniform innocently looked at her master and batted her eyelashes, cutely. Giving the cutest puppy gaze, one has ever seen.

Just when the Canadian girl thought that she cannot get more flustered, she was wrong. A certain girl named Irene can make the cool, collected and confident Wendy disappear and into a timid, fidgety and deeply blushing one.

"Uh, no. That's okay, really. Um, You don't have to. I can e-eat. J-Just sit there comfortably. Yes, that's it. T-thank you Irene." Wendy, stuttered, for the nth time, making Irene giggle and the former, well, by now she was basically tomato red.

"No Wendy, please let me. I would like to feed you." The said girl knows that her cute servant has let down her guard, feeling comfortable enough to just call her by her name. Casual but exactly how Wendy liked it.

The short girl ended up nodding her head dumbly. She was way too distracted over the girl's perfect features to pay attention to the real world.

"Wendy~ say ahh~" the girl sang in a cute tone.

The said girl's jaw hung open, not because she was about to be fed but due to the fact that she was practically drooling over the person in front of her.

Before she realizes, a small spoon was already in . Only then did the sweet and savoury taste of the carrot cake, kick in to her system.

Was their cake originally unimaginably tasty? Or was it just because it was fed to her by the most angelic creature she has ever laid upon? Maybe it's both but she was certain of the latter.

A few spoonfuls and the cake was half eaten. She can't deny that this café is indeed worth going to.

Irene attempted to once again feed the blonde but was stopped when a tiny hand placed itself on top of hers.

"No, let me. You must be hungry, Irene. Let me feed you, yeah?"

"But master, I can't-" Irene was interrupted.

"You need to eat, okay? How am I supposed to finish this comfortably when I know that a lovely girl in front of me is doing all the work. Now say ahh, Princess~" Wendy cooed.

She could see Irene's marvellous orbs, slowly widen over her sweetness. It's a good thing that she is no longer a blabbering mess.

Guess that the charming Wendy is coming back.

Irene shyly parted her lips, wide enough for the spoon to pass through.

"Aigoo~ you eat well, cutie" Wendy lightly ruffled Irene's hair, slightly messing up the girl's bow.

Without much though, Irene whined for she despises a messy hair.

She must look good. Especially for adorable beings like the considerate Wendy she is currently with.

***

Just like that, 3 hours passed with the food long gone and the two girls' flirting, dangerously polluting the air.

The sky was getting dark and it looks like it was about to rain heavily.

"What time does your shift end, by the way?"

"It ends whenever I want it to end." Irene childishly chuckled.

Wendy stood still, like a lost hamster blinking thoughtlessly.

"What? What kind of a job is that?"

"I'm actually not one of the servers here. I was only filling in for a close friend of mine. She took a day off to go on a date with my best friend." Irene nonchalantly explained.

"So, how come you got to work today?"

"Oh, you still haven't noticed? I'm the owner of this café. Along with my dumb bestfriend, Seulgi." The older pointed at the picture of her and who Wendy assumes to be the Seulgi that the former was talking about.

It was a framed photo of the two, hanging below the menu boards. It was dated which Wendy knows to be the day that the shop first opened. The two posed adorably. One, giving off a peace sign while the other formed a heart by curving both arms over her head. Irene's hair was dip dyed a rosy shade of pink while the other girl also had the same style but of a bright tangerine colour. Both were grinning radiantly.

Wendy couldn't help but smile at the photo. She felt like she has seen a side of Irene that motivated her more to get to know the girl better.

"So, was I your only customer today?" Wendy asked, expectantly. Hoping that she was the only one who got to spend time with the Angel.

"No, actually." Just like that, Wendy felt her world crash. She wanted to be Irene's only customer. Yes, she knows that they only met but as cliché and cringing as it may sound,

To Wendy, it was an intense admiration at first sight.

Because saying it was love already, was quite impossible to believe.

But who knows? Maybe it could happen.

"A erted piece of trash was here earlier. I know him. He specifically came here for me because he knew that Joy wasn't available today and that I had to fill in. He had been stalking me for quite some time now. Ah, disgusting really." Wendy watched as Irene's facial expression became distorted.

That bastard must've been a handful. Wendy thought. Unknowingly, her fist gripped itself, forming a clenched ball.

"Some guys are seriously good for nothing. It would be nice if they minded their own damn businesses but I guess we can't always have what we want." Wendy sighed.

"Aw, come here you cutie." Irene took a step closer to Wendy, pinching both of her cheeks.

"Ow. Irene unniee. Just for that, you're stuck with me. I'll wait for you to change then I'll take you home. I'm sleeping over" Wendy boldly said without much thought.

"Hmm. Since you're cute, I guess there's no harm in coming home with you." The Canadian girl's cheeks automatically burned, the moment she witnessed the Daegu girl's suggestive smirk, and her infamous killer wink. The killer wink that shot Wendy's heart.

"Wait for me, babe~" Not satisfied with her previous action, Irene just had to blow a kiss to Wendy. She just had to. Like Wendy wasn't dying enough.

Damn you Bae Irene. Just wait until we get to your house! Wait, what the hell am I saying? Get you erted thoughts elsewhere Son Seungwan! Just because you think her cheeks are adorable and her thin lips is oh so inviting. And her creamy skin.. So milky, gosh. . Stop! Snap out of it Wendy! .. But her neck. . How I would love to leave--

"You would love to leave what?" Wendy almost had a heart attack when she heard the girl's voice.

The girl she has been ing on.

"W-what? I s-said I should leave a n-note to my m-mom next t-time. She doesn't k-know I'm here r-right now." If she could, she would have banged her head against the table. Or maybe bang something else on the table.

Wendy would just love to stab herself and all her nasty thoughts about Irene whom she met just today.

Irene did nothing but flash a knowing smirk, but kept mum nevertheless.

"So, you'll take me home, right? What kinda car do you have, Miss Wendy Son? Because something tells me that there's a big chance you are loaded." The girl chuckled.

"Oh yeah I have a-- !"

"You have a what?" Irene couldn't help but laugh out loud. She thought that what Wendy just blurted was hilarious.

"I f-forgot to b-bring my car.. I only bought t-this.." Wendy lowered her head in shame as she raised her rugged longboard.

The older of the two wanted to laugh even louder at how big of a failure and dork Wendy Son was. How she confidently told Irene that she will bring her home, yet it turned out she didn't bring a car.

She let out an amused smile.

"Oh my, Miss Son. I have been tried to get picked up by numerous men and women but never have I encountered someone who offered to talk me home in their overly used board." Irene faked a tone of amusement. She wanted to just roll on the floor and laugh her head off but of course she couldn't.

She could see Wendy's cheeks and ears turn into a deep shade of red due to embarrassment that she had just put herself through.

As Irene's laugh died down. She casually fished out her car key, spinning it using her fingers, eventually putting it down to grab the shy girl's tiny hands. "Come on, cupcake. I'll bring us, home instead." Irene chuckled and led their way to her blue Ford that was neatly parked at the corner of BlueBear's Café.

Irene opened the door for her guest. "Make yourself comfortable, mi lady~"

Wendy thought it was odd how inside the shop, Irene was totally feminine and shy, being totally submissive. But once she was out of her maid uniform and into her casual black ripped skinny jeans, printed white shirt that was a size bigger and a pair of cool batman converse, Irene became the one who creates the rules. Irene immediately gave off the vibe that screamed dominant.

Wendy felt small with this Irene but she didn't exactly hate it. In fact it excited her. Not that she will ever admit.

Once they reached Irene's condo, Wendy was gladly invited in.

It's very risky to spend the night in the house of a person you just met but something tells the English speaking girl that it's worth staying.

Something was gonna happen tonight. Something that will definitely benefit Wendy. She wanted to think as innocently as possible but with her mind that has always been dirtier than mud, hormonal thoughts are always what she drifted back to thinking.

It seems like someone was up to challenge Wendy's self control when she walked out of the room with just a big t-shirt and an incredibly hot messy bun.

"What do you think? Cute eh?" The older twirled around, making her shirt hike a bit and Wendy's soul, to leave her body.

"W-what the hell are y-you wearing?! I'm a g-guest!" Wendy protested. She tried to sound mad but clearly failed for excitement was heard in her shaky voice.

To be frank, Irene did not know what she was doing either. Just something about Wendy keeps pulling her in.

"But I'm too comfortable around you~ I got you clothes to change to~ go and wash up"

After Wendy was ready for bed, she headed for where she could sleep when she realized, Irene only had one bed. One.

"I'll sleep on the couch." Wendy said before attempting to run to the living room but only to be stopped by a click of the door lock and a girl, not much taller than her, blocking her way.

Irene grabbed Wendy's wrist and lead her to her king size bed. She gently pushed the girl which was enough to make her stumble and end up on the cloud-like bed.

And before she knew it, Wendy was getting hugged tightly by a special girl named Irene Bae. Someone whom she's destined to be with, starting today, she knows.

All Wendy remembers before falling into a deep slumber was a certain cute girl, wrapping herself around her and mumbling "It's been a while since I've cuddled with someone~ that shall change because I now have you, my cuddly Wendy~ We shall now cuddle every day and night~" as she giggled uncontrollably.

The last thought that came to mind was 'What kind of warped mess did I get myself into?'

She is certain of one thing though. It's that as long as it's Irene she's with, she will gladly welcome the weirdness the world has to offer.

For her and Irene, her future girlfriend. Probably.

End.

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First Wenrene shot. :) I hope you like it. I'd just shamelessly promote my own story while I'm at it.

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