He didn’t know how long he was staring at her but it wasn’t until his stomach grumbled did he realize he had been staring and enjoying himself. He tore himself away and went to the kitchen, he took a packet of ramyeon and smiled. He had an idea he walked back towards the lounge and sat in front of Marge waving a pack of ramyeon.

“Hungry?” he asked smiling at her. He knew ramyeon was her favourite instant food and like a kid seeing a box full of candies Marge eyes widened as she smiled brightly, making him smile even more.

“Judging the look on your face you like the idea.” He said smiling brightly himself. “I will show you how to properly make ramyeon.” He said and offered his hands.

Marge took it and stood up. “Really? Woah am I learning the techniques of making ramyeon from the master?” she teased.

“Yes, You haven’t asked but my ramyeon is the best in YG.” He boasted making her laugh.

“So how do you perfectly make a ramyeon?” she asked.

“First you must have a happy heart, if your heart is heavy then whatever your doing won’t come out nice.” He said looking at her sweetly.

Marge blushed as Youngbae said those words. His stares were melting her, but she decided to ignore the butterflies that started to flutter inside her and joke around. “Good catchphrase for an advert!” she said, “A happy heart, what else?” she asked smiling at him.

Youngbae had to fight every man urges and desire he had not kiss her. He really misses her and being close to her like this was killing him. He knew she was here because she has no option, but he knew if he kiss her like they use to would make her run out of this room faster than the speed of light, he just smiled back at her and said. “Now we get a pot and fil