-Like that pancake

Jonggyu;

As told, I stood in front Jiho's door and rang. It took some time but then Yeunja opened the door. She beamed right back at me. "Ah! Annyeong, Gyu!"

We kissed each other's cheeks and Yeunja looked back at Jiho. "And my purse?"

Jiho imitated Superman and pointed upwards.

She sighed and went upstairs. After that I heard her screaming. "Jiho?! Where's my stuff?!"

"Next to- never mind, I'll come upstairs!" Jiho shook his head with a smile and walked up the stairs.

As I waited I looked around the neighborhood, glanced at my wrist watch from time to time and sighed.

"Did she fall out of a window up there?" I mumbled and looked the stairs' way.

I saw her running down, striding right out of his house. I growled low. "Took you long enough."

"I didn't find it, fine?" she bit her lip and before we entered my car I looked back into the house. "Thanks, hyung, for taking care of my Yeonnie ah~!"

"No problem!" Jiho screamed back and Yeunja dragged me into my car. "Go get it, trouble maker!"

I hummed along a song and we started driving.

You;

Jonggyu shortly looked at me before turning right. "And...did you have fun~?"

"Hmm..." I nodded and exhaled loudly.

There was silence.

I scratched my right thigh with one finger.

I pursed my lips and looked at Jonggyu. He also looked at me and I averted my eyes to the road.

"We kissed."

I pulled down my beige Max Mara dress, completely out of sense and Jonggyu's car stopped abruptly. "R-repeat that. You did what?!"

"You heard it, Jonggyu!" I faced him and he squealed loudly. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! Tell me everything!"

"When we're home, oka- AAAH!"

He suddenly started driving with the utmost energy and we arrived my house in no time...maybe it felt so short because we were five times about to get into a serious and big car accident.

"Speak, damsel!" he demanded and sat down on my couch with crossed arms as we entered my house.

I sighed and sat down next to him. "Okay...should I start from the beginning? Beause it all started from th-"

"I said, tell me everything!" Jonggyu acted like a little, stubborn child and I chuckled at him.

"Yeah, so ehm, in the morning..."

FLASHBACK, YOU;

I stirred when I felt a hand on my cheek, grazing it with the ultimate touch of gentleness. I opened my eyes, seeing Jiho still tucking some of my hair behind my ear, touching my skin every second.

"Morning~ you slept long~" he chuckled and I sighed. "Since when are you up?"

"About an hour ago." he smiled sweetly and since only my head was face to face with him, I turned my whole body to Jiho, only noticing now how close we were.

He stared at me with no words, so did I. He was beyond beauty, and he was that simple-guy-from-the-neighborhood-like boy. His fingers softly grazed my cheek bones, traveled under my right eye and stopped before they could get near my lips. Some seconds of waiting, and he continued caressing my lips with his pointer finger.

Slowly Jiho's hand laid itself onto my neck while he came nearer. We were already close to each other but he came desperately slow towards me, leaving me just gazing at him, up and down, sometimes closing, sometimes opening my eyes again.

I could feel his hot breath on my lips and I parted mine lightly after I bit on them carelessly.

Jiho's lips were about to brush against mine but his phone rang and we both pulled ourselves out of the awkward position.

"You should get that call." I suggested with a sly whisper and he chuckled.  "Yeah, I should..."

He got up and reached out for it, answering it.

I stood up lazily, walking into his bathroom to wash up a bit.

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When I came back I saw him stressed out and panting as if he had argued on the phone.

"Jiho?"

"Let's bake something...or cook...do you like pancakes?"

"I love pancakes." I beamed confused and he, who stood in his sweaty pants already, cupped my wrist and pulled me downstairs.

"I'm so hungry!" Jiho stated hurriedly and I chuckled lightly.

"Do you know what to put into pancakes?" I glanced at him and he sternly thought for half a minute, before turning to his refrigerator on his right. "Let's make freestyle-pancakes, they can't be this bad."

"They can." I nodded innocently and he looked over the open door of the refrigerator. "Destroying my dreams just like that...tsk."

I pouted cutely. "Jiho oppa, mianhae~"

"Oh stop being so false, please." he continued roaming through his food and I hit his back, placing myself next to him. "What do we have here...beer?"

"Sorry...I'm just a man."

"Whiskey?"

"Did you just-"

"Vodka?"

"Can you-"

"And some other quite alcoholic drinks?"Jiho stood straightly. "Let that be, will you? It's not like I drink that all day long, maybe on weekends or when my friends are over. And that is rare."

"I'm not saying anything, okay!" I made my state clear and crossed my arms while he put out stuff we'd need.

"And now just put all of that in one bowl and then we'll have pancakes!"

I nodded sarcastically. "Of course, just throw all in and BAM! Pancakes! That's how you do it."

"Me and only me." Jiho pressed out his chest and I slapped it lightly. "Self-centered."

"And proud~"

I shook my head. "Too much."

My phone rang and I fished it out of my pocket, it was Jonggyu. "Hey there! What's the matter?"

"Moonri called me." he answered and I groaned tiredly.

If our boss was calling us, it meant we were being lazy in her opinion and we had to go back to work.

"Don't tell me..." I muttered and now, Jonggyu must've nodded. "We have to be in K.G. in at least two hours."

"Two hours?! I just woke up!" I clutched onto my hair and Jonggyu groaned deeply. "This is not how I wanted to spent my day off, too...Should I pick you up?"

"I'm not home, I didn't go home yesterday." I confessed and Jonggyu replied. "Oh, where are you?"

"I-I'm at Jiho's." I smiled a bit and looked at Jiho who also gave a sweet, little smirk.

"Aaaah~ I understand, Miss, okay. But I have to pick you up in two hours."
I understood, of course. "Arasseo, you know his house, right?"

"Sorry, who brought you to his house yesterday?" I heard his nasal laughter and just wanted to hit him hard.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Almighty." I shook my head with a slight laugh and he smiled into the phone. "See you, princess!"

"You too, prince!"

We both hung up, followed by a loud laughter and I turned to Jiho again. "My boss is ing around."

Jiho almost spat out his water. "She was on the phone?!"

I laughed loudly. "Oh my god, no! It was Jonggyu! But she called him, so~ I have to go in two hours."

I saw...a pout on his face?

"Then let's hurry with the pancakes! Abracadabra!"

I beamed brightly and helped him, while we even bickered a bit.

I mixed everything and gave him a tiny spoon. "I know how much you like that." I referred to last night's secret-for-secret-Soju-drinking, "Taste it."

He took the little spoon and slid it slowly into his mouth. "Freestyle-pro Yeonnie." he nodded, helding out one thumb and I laughed, slightly wiping his mouth corner with my finger. "Of course, I did it...and you're a messy eater, Jiho."

He saw I was touching his lips and looked at my pointer finger, where a drop of dough dripped on.

He cupped my hand so it laid in his and nipped on my finger, almost kissing it. Jiho my cheeks, coming closer and I blushed madly.

I closed my eyes but he giggled.

I opened my eyes again and Jiho smiled a beautiful eye smile. "Calling me messy eater and having flour on your face yourself."

"Are you laughing at me, Jiho?!" I hit his chest and he turned me around. "Do the pancakes, dame!"

"Now I'm your dame, or what?!"

"Forget it already? Ah man, we're married!" he messed his hair and back hugged me. "My beautiful wifey~"

I blushed, struggling in his embrace because a weird feeling came up again...like always. "Y-yah! No beauty in ma faceu~"

I held my palm in front my face and moved it in circles all over my face.

"Yes, yes, yes...I totally forgot you're allergic to compliments. You're ugly, feelin' better?"

"No." my mouth shaped a silent 'O' and he smiled. "Okay, there you go. You are pretty."

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In the end we sat at the table, having loads of marmalade, nutella and all kinds of sweet creams in front of us, full from all the pancakes.

"Yeunja ah, what's actually with Jonggyu now? You were so depressed yesterday..."

I nodded. "Hm...how to say...he's in between two relationships. And one is involving, yeah, me."

Jiho pursed his lips cutely while nodding. "Anywhere near a relationship right now?"

"Of course! Didn't I just say this?!" I chuckled and he smiled weakly. "Haha, yes, but I meant you."

A big stone was stuck in my throat and I gulped slowly before blushing for the umpteenth time this day. "Ehm...no...guys must hate me."

"Because all the machos want bad girls, or so." he wiggled his eyebrows and I laughed. "Found your bad girl already?"

"I'm no macho, Yeunja!" Jiho fake-gasped and I patted his right arm sarcastically yet reassuringly. "We'll manage that, Jiho, you and me...we'll manage that."

"Sarcastic queen is back?"

"OH YES, BABY!" I let out a shrill scream and he laughed.

I glanced at his clock and gasped, too. "Omo! Look at the time! I have to get dressed properly!"

I hurried up the stairs and put on my make-up and matching clothes...from yesterday, okay. At least they didn't look bad.

A door bell stopped me from stuffing a tank top into my little purse.

"Jiho? Could you put that in here? I think that must be Jonggyu downstairs!"

He nodded and I jumped down the stairs with no difficulties.

I opened the door and there he stood. "Ah! Annyeong, Gyu~"

We kissed each other's cheeks and Jiho came downstairs, too.

"And my purse?" I chuckled and without a word he pointed upwards with both of his hands, "flying-pose".

I rolled my eyes, going upstairs but then I didn't see my stuff where I left it.

I frowned, looking down the little staircase. "Jiho? Where's my stuff? You stuffed in my top."

"Next to- never mind, I'll come upstairs!" he jogged up the stairs casually and smiled. "There."

His wiggling fingers showed next to his bed and I smiled brightly. "Thanks." I don't want to leave.

This line almost crossed my lips. I mentally whacked my own head. Stupid! Don't say such things! He's waiting for his girl, but not somebody like me!

I gave him one last little glance with a small eye smile, then wanting to pass him.

"Oh, I need to get my laptop downstairs." he said and went to the left, where I just wanted to pass so we almost bumped into each other.

I rocked to the right but he did so, too. The same went for two more times but he stopped, looking down at me, his brown orbs mesmerizing me immediately. I blinked but he just smiled until Jiho's eyes formed crescent moons.

That "best-friend's" smile.

Jiho suddenly stepped closer and cupped my face gently, holding my skull with a soft touch.

He closed his eyes and inhaled. I blinked as I watched him doing something I couldn't understand.

Jiho opened his eyes so slowly, it felt like the world went in slow-motion.

My neck sweat at the beauty of his halfway closed, dark eyes and plump adorable lips.

As he got closer, Jiho bit his lip, shaking his head now and then before he sealed his lips with mine.

It was a slow, smooth and sesquipedalian kiss. I tried to cherish it, feeling his warmth, tasting his pancake-flavored lips, but pulled away first when I remembered Jonggyu waiting downstairs.

Without any eye contact, I slung the old-school bag over my right shoulder and walked down the stairs quietly.

"Took you long enough."

"I didn't find it, fine?" I my lips and smiled as we went outside but before doing so, Jonggyu turned around. "Thanks, hyung, for taking care of my Yeonnie ah~!"

"No problem!" was Jiho's answer but I just shoved him into the car. "Go get in, trouble maker!"

"Trouble maker~" he hummed a melody and I shook my head at his cuteness.

FLASHBACK ENDS

"There you go, that's how it-"

"AHHHH!" Jonggyu kind of fanboyed over my story and I sighed, falling back on my long sofa. "Mi Jonggyu, tell me what to do!"

"Did you call him?!"

I gave him that look. "We just came from there, idiot."

He put his hands up in surrender, while I just punched the poor sofa. "Why...? Why, why, why, why, why is Jiho so perfect?! WHY?!"

I almost started crying as I remembered his soft lips on mine "I'm going crazy!"

"I can see that." Jonggyu added obviously and I straightened up.

"I want to see him."

"You can't...let him call or contact you..."

I nodded, rubbing my head. "I forgot you're the pro, but Gyu...I-I really-" it felt like I just swallowed whole Stone Henge, "I really love Jiho..."

He squealed lightly but breathed. "Okay...tell me things about him, let out everything. You might have told me some things...but tell me everything now. I'll be listening."

"That's why you're my best friend, oppa."

"Stop that 'oppa', it's not you." he chuckled his well-known chuckle and I started telling him the things that made me fall for Jiho so badly, if I haven't told him everything already.

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