Title: Dreaming (Valentine's Day Project)
Pairing: Park Chanyeol & Jung Eunji [ Chanji / Eunyeol ]
Written: February 22, 2013
Words: 1,012
Inspired by: EXO-K's answers from Ivy Club
Author's Note: I'm really really really sorry about my late updates ;~; School has been stressful lately, especially the extra curricular activities going on. Anyways, here's Chanji! Up next will be Krisrong ouo I think I might make Krisrong's one dramatic xD It just seems to fit. I hope you all enjoy it! <3

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“Cake flour, sugar, milk, butter, water, cocoa powder, strawberries…” A deep voice goes over the ingredients and utensils as he stares intently at the counter. He takes a deep breath and tightly ties on a cute apron. He honestly doesn’t cook or bake, but with his girlfriend’s apron on he has garnered the strength to be able to bake something for a special day.

Zoom zoom! The hand mixer is on full speed as the male tries to control it. Soon, cake batter is splattered across the kitchen, along with flour all over his apron and face. He unplugs the mixer and pants, hanging his head down, “This is difficult…” He could have made a cake from the box, but he knows that being a 100% homemade will make it much more memorable for him and his girlfriend.

He tries again and slowly gets the hang of it, pouring the batter into the pan and placing it in the oven. With a proud bright smile emitting on his face he walks towards the chair by the table, stifling a small yawn. “Half an hour…” He notes to himself while propping his elbow up to cup his face. Adrenaline starts building up as he tries to patiently wait for the cake to bake.

However, within those short five minutes, he starts dozing off, his face almost falling off of his hand.

“Eunji! Let’s ride the rollercoaster!” Chanyeol shouts in glee as he points to the intimidating contraption that stands out. Eunji’s eyes widen as her jaw drops. Despite her happy virus and exercising mood, she has never seen such a rollercoaster that seems deadly. “What? Are you joking?” She says in a flabbergasted manner, her eyes following the cart that has people screaming.

“I’m not joking! C’mon, I’ll be right by your side!” He grins happily as he grabs her hand firmly, pulling her towards the short line. Just by looking at her, he can tell she’s overwhelmed with anxiety. Taking a small inhale, he wraps an arm around her shoulders, “Don’t worry, Eunji. I’ll hold your hand throughout the ride, alright?”

“Yah, I’m not a kid!” Eunji beams as she looks at him with a slight pout, crossing her arms. He couldn’t help but chuckle softly; however, their turn finally arrives. While getting comfy into their seats, Eunji takes a deep breath, nodding firmly, “I will survive!”

Chanyeol nods and pats his protective seat, “Remember, if you need something to hold onto, just grab my hand, alright?” As Eunji was about to speak, the cart begins slowly, making its way out of the cave. As she looks ahead, her eyes widen as the steep uphill, “Is that—‘”

Soon, the cart drops down the hill, the wind strongly blowing towards them. Chanyeol is merrily laughing while lifting his arms up slightly. Eunji couldn’t help but scream and laugh through her nervousness, so with her first instinct, she holds her arm up and grabs her boyfriend’s hand, squeezing it tightly. A person can never underestimate her strength as she holds his hand as if it was the last thing she needs.

He winces softly through the pain, but glances at her face. Gradually, Eunji is smiling and cheering. He starts shouting and cheering throughout the whole ride and it soon comes to an end.

While strolling around the amusement park more, the scenery suddenly turns dark and bright white lights towering the area. “Look, stuffed animals!” He points to the game stall as Eunji’s mouth shapes into an ‘o.’ “Let’s see what game it is!” She suggests as they both walk over towards the stall hand in hand. The game is a test of throwing and hitting the three cans all at once.

“Pfft, I can totally win this,” Chanyeol states with confidence as he pays the worker, taking a sack and taking a deep breath. In a baseball pitching stance, he throws the sack, only tapping the three cans. Hanging his head down, he grabs the second one, doing the same process again.

“Agh, this must be a rip off or something,” He mutters to himself as a light giggle is heard from the female. “Don’t worry, Chanyeol. I don’t need it anyways!” She nods in reassurance as she lays a hand on his shoulder.

“But—‘” He starts to retort, but he feels himself being shaken quite violently.

“Chanyeol!” A voice shouts as Chanyeol’s eyes flutter open, revealing a girl with straight hair and bangs. Her widened eyes and slightly plump lips catch his attention and soon, his eyes starts widening. “The cake!” He beams as he quickly stands up, the aroma of burnt smoke entering his nose.

“I’m sorry, Eunji,” He shrugs and hangs his head, shaking his head in a disapproving manner. “I wanted to make it special and make you a cake for Valentine’s Day,” He murmurs while running his hand through his hair.

Eunji smiles brightly and wipes off the flour that was glued to his cheek, “Don’t worry about it, oppa. I think it was a great first attempt,” She nods and ruffles her hair soon afterwards.

“Teach me, oh great Jung Eunji,” He grins playfully while bowing slightly in respect. Smiling, he grabs his hands, walking towards the counter. “Well, first off, how about you show me how you make the cake?” She grins while looking at the utensils and ingredients in front of her.

While Chanyeol is behind her, he chuckles and places his hands over hers, showing her what he’s been doing. Eunji nods and follows his gestures, feeling his warmth and affection. While Eunji stirs the ingredients together, his arms snake around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder, “You’re always a great baker, Eunji. I’m going to take some cooking lessons soon so I can be the one treating you!”

Eunji’s warm smile illuminates as she grabs another pan that’s already sprayed with non-stick spray, pouring the batter in gently. “I’ll look forward to all your cooking then,” She grins and turns around, poking his nose with the cake batter.