Suho's POV

The ride upto our floor was pretty quite and I stole a few glances to look behind where I think I could see her smiling. It felt as if she did not really mind, maybe even liked...

'Suho stop daydreaming, you must be absolutely sure that she had no problem with what you did before you even think about anything else.' I wasn't going to back off now though, time to push my luck. Aja! Aja!

"huh?" she looked at me.

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Back to my POV

I thought he said something, which was actually what broke my thoughts and made me realize I must have had a dumb smile on my face, from the moment that just transpired between us downstairs. His soft hands felt good....

Ding...

Time to get to work now. Sehun opened the door for us while grabbing the bags from my hand and placing them on the dining table. I was going to start prepping now, leaving a few things to the end, it was going to be some finger foods from back home mixed with some local delicacies, that I thought could help suit their palate. Before we started I went on to check up on Ray and saw that Dong jun was reading some childrens books to him, he'd brought along with him. Both looked up and smiled at me before going back to what they were doing.

Sehun was at the couch in the living room on the phone with someone and it seemed important, so that left me with Suho, who slowly took my hand and pulled me to the kitchen. 'It is so soft' But before I could think of anything else, he dropped it. It somehow made me feel...uh...sad? Wait...

"Noona, stop spacing out and tell me what you are making so we can start the preparation."Suho broke into my thoughts and I saw that he had already started pulling out the ingredients from the bags and was placing it on the table arranging it according to type. Dairy, dry, vegetables and so on.

"Oh yes..well I have stuck the menu on the fridge just incase, but I can tell it to you orally too..."

"I'd prefer you talk to me, however little it may be..." trailing, he gave a side smile while continuing to separate ingredients. 

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Time went quicker than I imagined, and by lunch we already had all the prep done and a few cold salads and beverages ready. Suho had promised he'd make the japchae and joomuk-bap quickly in the end. I'd prepped for the fritters, mung bean and scallion pancakes, gram flour spice cakes and date nut savoury pastry.

"Ommma...  baegopa"!!! Ray trodded over to me. To my surprise Dong-jun was not w