At the small street in the middle city of Seoul, the aroma of freshly baked pastry and breads permeate throughout the whole place. The cold weather attracted people more to the root of the smell came from— the famous bakery among the clothes, skincare and shoes shops.

He never stops greeting the people that endlessly coming into his own bakery to buy all kinds of breads and pastry, from regular white bread until sourdoughs. He never felt great more than when watching his workers keep refilling the bread stocks in each buckets — his breads are crazily palatable to the people of the neighbourhood.

Everyone knows him as he is the main baker and the owner of the bakery. Well his pretty handsome face is a bonus. He is Kim Heechul. There are none of the “ahjumma” gonna reject Kim Heechul as a son in law and none of girls or boys gonna say no to Kim Heechul’s invitation to a date. Good looking and skilfully in baking. No one will.

While he occupied himself among the regular customers, two boys attracted him at the section of the loaf. The taller kid around 10 years old got a pink gummy when he speaks and the shorter one seems around 7 years old got that innocent cute smile. He smiles when the shorter suddenly pouting, probably pissed off by the taller.

Heechul walks to them and when he getting closer he could hear the boys look like in some kind of quarrel with each other. He assumes the boys are a siblings with a mentioned of “papa”.

“No! Papa asked us to buy regular white bread only, Lee Donghae! And he gave us the exact amount of the bread,” the taller sounds stern.

“But, that chocolate muffin looks delicious. You know that I love to buy muffins whenever I went to the bakery,” The shorter drops his head after finishi