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Lost at Sea || A ChangSoo One-Shot Collectioncuire
When Choi Sooyoung decides to exchange her usual weekend routine of five-hour TV watching for afternoons in the kitchen, Moon Sohee wipes a lone tear in her eye and talks to herself on how her cheerful maknae is now every bit a young woman.
Sooyoung reasons out that it is time; a person who loves food must know how to make one.
And so the elderly woman nods her head and agrees as she helps the girl take out the last batch of red velvet cupcakes from the oven. It was a beautiful scene; the daughter glowing with joy as she places her final touches on the sweets and the mother looking at her child with all the world's pride shining from her eyes.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Sooyoung asks to no one in particular.
"Yes, it is."
The old lady answers.
"It is indeed, beautiful."
She smiles and agrees; yet she thinks something far more beautiful is happening to the young woman who created those beautiful things.
---
"Thank you for trying everything I've cooked even back when I still at it."
Siwon lets out a small laugh as he reads the note which came along with the huge box their manager has dropped by the Super Junior dorm half an hour ago. The said box sits on the kitchen table with the rest of Super Junior fighting with each other as they try to get more than their actual share. In minutes, what was before contained three dozen small cakes is now empty save for half a dozen semi-flattened cupcakes, crimson crumbs, and smeared icing on the insides of the box.
"Why are you acting like animals? There's more for everybody!" Leeteuk screams as Donghae runs around the room howling wildly with five cupcakes on his arms and a mad Hyukjae on his heels.
Sungmin excuses himself from the commotion and walks over to where Siwon stands. He takes a look at the note on the young man's hands and laughs.
"Her improvement is drastic, I must admit." the older man comments. He still has on his hands a half-eaten cake. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say Sooyoungie was just half-assing all those cooking she fed us back then."
"She won't be too happy if she hears you saying that, hyung." Siwon chuckles. He then reaches out for another sweet and speaks between bites. "But I guess everyone of us changes for the better when we are in love."
The two continue talking, of other topics not in any way related to food, until the room starts to empty. Everybody returns to whatever they were doing before the unexpected package came save for one person. Cho Kyuhyun walks towards the kitchen table and takes a peek of what s has left for him.
Inside the box is a pair of cupped layer cakes. He stares at the sweets for a while longer than usual before taking one. He takes a bite and lets the sweet, smooth taste explode in his mouth before a smile crosses his lips.
The cake is delicious, he concludes. She has really outdid herself this time.
He eats silently, as if in deep thought. He finishes the cake and reaches out for another inside the box only to realize that there was nothing left. He blinks his eyes and a laugh escapes his throat at the realization.
He takes out his phone, planning to send someone a message, only to see an unread message from that said person in his inbox. He opens the note and reads.
"Kyuhyun, thank you. :)"
The two words stare back at him like twin reminders of reality. He smiles, presses the back button, and types another message to someone else.
"Vic, I feel like eating cakes. Are you free tonight?"
---
Sooyoung knocks twice on the solid door and it opens to reveal an excited Yunho. The man opens the wooden flap wider and lets the girl in; all the while, his eyes pegged on the ribbon-tied box on her hands.
“I love you, Syoo.” Yunho blurts out happily as he receives the box of cupcakes Sooyoung hands him.
“I love you too, oppa.” She smiles sweetly before walking past him towards the east side of the suite that is the living room.
Changmin raises his head when the girl enters. He watches her silently even when she sits herself on the couch right beside him. No words are exchanged as their fingers lace gently together and she leans her head tenderly against his chest.
He plants a soft kiss on the crown of her head and she looks up to deep, brown eyes gazing lovingly at her.
“Do you want me to cook you dinner?”
I love you.
“For the rest of my life, if you may.”
I love you more.
Sooyoung reasons out that it is time; a person who loves food must know how to make one.
And so the elderly woman nods her head and agrees as she helps the girl take out the last batch of red velvet cupcakes from the oven. It was a beautiful scene; the daughter glowing with joy as she places her final touches on the sweets and the mother looking at her child with all the world's pride shining from her eyes.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Sooyoung asks to no one in particular.
"Yes, it is."
The old lady answers.
"It is indeed, beautiful."
She smiles and agrees; yet she thinks something far more beautiful is happening to the young woman who created those beautiful things.
---
"Thank you for trying everything I've cooked even back when I still at it."
Siwon lets out a small laugh as he reads the note which came along with the huge box their manager has dropped by the Super Junior dorm half an hour ago. The said box sits on the kitchen table with the rest of Super Junior fighting with each other as they try to get more than their actual share. In minutes, what was before contained three dozen small cakes is now empty save for half a dozen semi-flattened cupcakes, crimson crumbs, and smeared icing on the insides of the box.
"Why are you acting like animals? There's more for everybody!" Leeteuk screams as Donghae runs around the room howling wildly with five cupcakes on his arms and a mad Hyukjae on his heels.
Sungmin excuses himself from the commotion and walks over to where Siwon stands. He takes a look at the note on the young man's hands and laughs.
"Her improvement is drastic, I must admit." the older man comments. He still has on his hands a half-eaten cake. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say Sooyoungie was just half-assing all those cooking she fed us back then."
"She won't be too happy if she hears you saying that, hyung." Siwon chuckles. He then reaches out for another sweet and speaks between bites. "But I guess everyone of us changes for the better when we are in love."
The two continue talking, of other topics not in any way related to food, until the room starts to empty. Everybody returns to whatever they were doing before the unexpected package came save for one person. Cho Kyuhyun walks towards the kitchen table and takes a peek of what s has left for him.
Inside the box is a pair of cupped layer cakes. He stares at the sweets for a while longer than usual before taking one. He takes a bite and lets the sweet, smooth taste explode in his mouth before a smile crosses his lips.
The cake is delicious, he concludes. She has really outdid herself this time.
He eats silently, as if in deep thought. He finishes the cake and reaches out for another inside the box only to realize that there was nothing left. He blinks his eyes and a laugh escapes his throat at the realization.
He takes out his phone, planning to send someone a message, only to see an unread message from that said person in his inbox. He opens the note and reads.
"Kyuhyun, thank you. :)"
The two words stare back at him like twin reminders of reality. He smiles, presses the back button, and types another message to someone else.
"Vic, I feel like eating cakes. Are you free tonight?"
---
Sooyoung knocks twice on the solid door and it opens to reveal an excited Yunho. The man opens the wooden flap wider and lets the girl in; all the while, his eyes pegged on the ribbon-tied box on her hands.
“I love you, Syoo.” Yunho blurts out happily as he receives the box of cupcakes Sooyoung hands him.
“I love you too, oppa.” She smiles sweetly before walking past him towards the east side of the suite that is the living room.
Changmin raises his head when the girl enters. He watches her silently even when she sits herself on the couch right beside him. No words are exchanged as their fingers lace gently together and she leans her head tenderly against his chest.
He plants a soft kiss on the crown of her head and she looks up to deep, brown eyes gazing lovingly at her.
“Do you want me to cook you dinner?”
I love you.
“For the rest of my life, if you may.”
I love you more.
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