Troublesome
► Joker's Dancing Queen ◄
[Hyuna POV]
After a journey for about 20 minutes, Junhyung slowed down his car and finally stopped at mall parking area.
What's this? Mall? Why?
"Junhyung ah, why with mall? Why are we going here?"
"What do you think you're going to do with me hmm? Date? At the park while eating ice cream or cotton candy?"
"Aniyo! I'm just asking. Is it wrong for me to know?"
"You will know later."
He stepped out from the car immediately without waiting for my reply.
Without hesitation, I opened the car door all by myself, and stepped out of the red Ferrari.
We walked in together, awkwardly.
I just followed him from behind.
I looked around in the building and I don't even know what am I thinking.
Suddenly Junhyung poked me.
"Hyuna yah...you know how to cook spaghetti?"
*eyes wide opened*
"W-what? O-of course...why?"
He chuckled.
"Good then. Please choose the ingredients for me?"
"Why?! You're going to cook that?"
"No, not me. Don't ask too much! Just pick the things!"
"Aish! Arasso!"
Oh..I'm dead..I never cook spaghetti...how..how...
Oh yeah!
"Junhyung ah, I'm going to the toilet for a while..."
"Aish! You're such a troublesome! Quick!"
*grins*
I walked to the restroom.
I took my phone out and...
"Jihyun!! Help me! What do we need to cook spaghetti?!"
"What? Why?"
"Don't ask too much! Just tell me what is it!"
"Ahh arasso..."
"Neh?"
"I don't know too..."
"Surf the internet!!"
"Arasso...wait..."
"Be quick!"
A minute later...
"Ah here it is!dried spaghettiground beefsmall oniongarlictomatoesketchupsaltblack pepperoregano"
"Ah gumawo!"
*memorise*
I walked out from the restroom and quickly walked to the section where they have these stuffs.
With the lists, I just picked anything that I saw.
Hiqh quality or not? Good or not?
I don't care. It's not me who is going to eat it anyway.
Also not my money.
In around 20 minutes, I walked around with a trolley of the ingredients.
Luckily I met Junhyung at a good timing.
"Done?"
I nodded.
"Good then..."
We walked to the cashier counter and paid for the things.
Junhyung is a man but how come, I'm the one who brings the heavy things with these canned stuffs.
How dare you...
As I stepped into the car, I breathe deeply and sighs of relief.
Problem solved.
"Hyuna yah...you know how to make the spaghetti?"
Whaaaaat?!
Don't tell me that you're going to ask me to cook it.
No way!
"No."
To be honest, I don't know how to cook.
I was forced to choose the ingredients that I don't even know what are them.
That's the return for lying, Hyuna. Serve you right.
"Hyuna yah...don't lie to me. I know you can. Please?"
"Yah! I said no, then it is no. My tongue isn't exist to be a liar."
"I don't trust you."
"Don't trust me then. I never ask you to trust me. Just, don't ask me to cook."
"Oh please!!"
He pouted.
What is this?!!
I'm mentally slapping him right now.
Oh please, that face. Are you pleading to be slapped or punched or what?
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