JAEJOONG’S POV

A week later I was put in charge on a dreadful theme park project by the boards of directors.

And this lovely theme park made me sit inside my study room for more than half a day already.

I mess my hair up in frustration.

And I can’t meet the team with such lack of knowledge.

I grew up with a bunch of guys who are into gaming.

Ask me to design a project on a game console and I would be more than knowledgeable to make one in a few months.

But theme park is another problem.

I just don’t see what’s there to enjoy, what’s so romantic about it nor do I see the wonders of it the way people do.

I need to understand in order to make or design.

I need to find the flaws in others to make mine flawless.

And to do that, I need some knowledge.

I heard a knock on my door when I was cracking my head open.

“Come in” I grumbled.

“Are you not going to eat dinner?” She pops her head cutely inside the room.

 No, I did not just say that.

I face palmed myself.

“Get in here. Why are you standing midways like that?” I said.

She walked in to my study and look around the room first instead of asking me.

“Your study is nice”

“You want to exchange with mine?”

She shook her head.

“But mine is better” She nodded to herself.

I raised my brow.

“So what brings your presence into my office?” I said as I leaned to my leather seat.

“When are you going to eat dinner? I’m starving already” She pouts.

“Just eat by yourself, I’m busy tonight” I dismissed her.

“I don’t want to eat alone though” She pouted sadly.

I sighed.

“Fine, I’ll eat with you, but don’t take too long alright? I’m really busy”

Her face brightens up almost immediately.

“Sure. What are you working on anyway?”

“Ah.. I’m cracking my brain open to build a theme park”

“What’s so hard about it?”

“Everything? Why do people enjoy theme parks so much?”

“Because it releases your stress out?”

“Doesn’t look that stress relieving” I said as I look at one promotional video.

“It is though” She pouts.

“Do you like theme parks?”

“Of course, it’s like a must visit for couples and families” She grins.

“Go with me tomorrow”

“Eh?! I’m quite busy tomorrow”

“Do you want to eat dinner?” I asked.

She nodded.

“Of course, that’s why I’m here in the first place”

“Then go with me to the theme park tomorrow” I ordered.

“But…you’ll cook and you better buy everything for me tomorrow”

He chuckled.

“We have a deal”

“Have you ever been to a theme park?” She asked as we stroll down the stairs.

“Ani” I said shaking my head.

“Eyy, really? A chaebol playboy like yourself?”

“My parents were too busy fighting with each other, my friends are gamers, I don’t have any other friends except of those four dorks, and my girlfriends were only for my physical benefit”

“From now on, this Hwang In Hee will bring you to all the theme parks in the world” She grins.

“You better take me to ALL of them”

“And we’ll ride all of them”

I turn around and look at her with a horror face.

“Don’t worry, theme parks doesn’t bites” She shrugs me off with an evil face.

My expression remains the same.

“Oh, there’s this one crazy ride in Taiwan and there’s a really cool ride near Mount Fuji in Japan, we should really ride on that one” She said excitedly.

I’m starting to regret this decision.

“They look scary, and I’ve never ride one before”

“I’ll just teach you how” She said happily.

“Cook some hand made ravioli tonight okay?” She grins.

I nodded.

“What shoud we fill it with?"

“Anything as long as it doesn’t contains beef”

“This house is beef free agasshi”

“I know” She grins as she sits on one of the stool.

“Our roles are upside down you know. Women are the one who’s supposed to cook”

“But I’m tired, and you kicked all of the chefs out.” She whined.

I chuckled.

“Dinners were too cold back then”

“True, so now, husband, you should cook a warm dinner for me”

YOUR POV

I just love to watch this guy cook.

There’s just something in him that makes him looks cool when he’s cooking.

The way he cuts the vegetables, or the way he roll the dough, or even when he’s thinking, he looks really stunning like those models you would see for a kitchen.

“You should be the face of my home and living department store”

“No thank you, I even reject the same offer for MY department store”

I chuckled.

“I’ll just ask you when you’re drunk” I shrug.

He hit my head lightly with his long wooden chopstick

“Ah…” I massaged my head in pain.

“Ah…it really hurts, I think it’s going to swell”

He gave me a fake apologetic look.

“Sorry, but I’m not that easily fooled”

“You should’ve at least act like you’ve been fooled” I pouted.

He chuckled.

“Aigoo does it hurt? Awww…it hurts a lot right? I’m sowwie” He said in an aegyo-ish manner.

“Like that?”

I nodded my head.

“Kid” He muttered.

Now I’m a kid, and before I was an ahjumma.

Yay me.

I’m getting my youth back.

I’m not actually hungry.

I kinda ate on the way home, but the house seems to empty with him camping inside that study of his.

This way the house seems to be warmer and more alive.

Some clanking of the utensils, chats, arguments and laughter thrown here and there all along the house, making them come to live.

“Should I help you?” I asked.

He shook his head.

“Ani, I’m done” He said seriously as he folds the ravioli.

“Ah! Cotton candy!! Theme park’s main attraction is the cotton candy!!” I said as a light bulb lit inside my head.

“That’s your theme park attraction” He said without even looking at me.

“Ah…right…”

“Oh, use some celebrities to market and sing the theme songs. The theme songs really make a difference.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, it’s like the OSTs in dramas. You can’t possibly have a happy song in a crying scene right?”

He nodded.
“Don’t disturb me first, this needs a high level of concentration”

I pouted.

He should’ve just made some lasagna, that way I could talk to him.

“Done” He exclaimed as he starts putting the raviolis into the pot.

“What did you say before?”

“I said to use some sort of famous idol to promote the theme park, and make sure to ask them to sing some songs that are going to be played as well”

He nodded.

“Good point. What about the rides?”

“Highest quality rides. Preferably, the scary type” She said grinning.

“Noted”

“Here you go, they’re done” He gave me a bowl and I help me take his bowl to his seat as well.

JAEJOONG'S POV

"Wua....this look really really pretty" 

"I believe that food that looks good, tastes good"

"I can't believe you actually hand crafted this one by one"  She said as she poked one of my ravioli with her fork and examine them like she's somewhat of an expert.

“This, and a glass of white wine would go really well”

“Should we open a bottle?” I asked.

She smiled and nodded her head.

“Wait…but where’s our cellar?”

She shook her head.

“Don’t know. Somewhere underground?”

I called the worker’s quarter to get us a bottle of white wine.

A maid gave it to us moments later.

I opened the bottle and pour a glass for her and myself.

“Now dinner is complete” She said with a contended grin.

She’s so easily contended.

“This smells so good” She said dreamily.

I take a box of tissue, preparing for impact.

Three

Two

One

“Ah its hot” She threw the ravioli back into the bowl.

I gave her the tissue box.

I shook my head.

As expected from a kid.

“I told you to be careful when you eat hot stuff”

“But it smells so good, I can’t help myself” She pouted.

“Did you burn your lips?” I asked.

She shook her head.

“Ani, I think they’re okay.” She said as she bites her lips.

“Let me see” I said softly.

She turns her head around and faces me with a big pout.

Should you pout during this kind of a time?

I stayed silent for a while, looking at her pouty lips.

Earth Jae, earth.

“You burnt them, they looked a lot bigger” I said shaking my head.

“Really?” She asked happily

“Happy?” I chuckled with a raised brow.

She nodded her head.

“My lips aren’t y enough” She shrugged.

“And thicker is ier…?” I said.

She nodded her head.

I shook my head.

I took a small plate from the kitchen cabinet and went back to my seat.

I snatched her bowl of ravioli away in which she immediately protests.

I took several raviolis and put them onto the plate so that I can cut it into halves.

I gave her the plate but kept the bowl beside me.

She grins.

“I’m so touched that I could cry right now” She said wiping her invisible tears.

I smirked.

“You should”

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