O23: HanHae Special [3/4]
My Neighbour is 'Play-Lay' the Bad Boy Kingka!
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I made my own poster... It's really basic and plain... But I've applied for one for this little mini story so it will change soon. Please enjoy! <3
We've been dating for 5 days, it's weird but we're almost like a married couple. We go on dates, spend every second together. Yesterday we even went gorcery shopping and was told by the ajumma in the market we were beautiful newly weds. Though it didn't really sink in that we were like that until we reached home and I realised it was comfortable like I really lived there. "Oppa, where's the salt kept?" I ask looking through the cupboards. He comes behind me and circles his arms around my waist. "Jagiya~" He moans into my neck making me flinch. "Why do you need salt?" Then he fidgets and turns me in his arms. "Are you going to cook for me?" He has a bright expression and a huge smile on his face too. I nod. "I am, but I'm not telling you what it is." "I'll just watch." He lets go of me and casually sits on the counter beside the cooker. "By the way the salt is in the drawer under the microwave." I giggle at him and say. "You really live like a man, there's not a touch of a woman in here. Disorganised." "Where do you keep the salt then? Woman?" He says with a smirk. I sigh at him and point to the other spices and herbs. "I keep flavourings together." He nods. "Now out. I want it to be a surprise." He pouts at me and shakes his shoulders. "Don't try and act cute, I'm slowly getting used to it." I get close to his face and say. "So it won't work." Then I poke out my tongue. "Mehrong!" He jumps off the counter and says with a sour tone. "Okay, I get it... I'll go play some video games." 2 hours later and my masterpeice is complete, I cooked a steak dish with salad and my own special sauce. Something my mother had taught me when I was little, but remembering it was the complicated part. That's what probably took the best part of the 2 hours... "Yeobo~" I call to Luhan. He rushes to me and sits at the table. "Food. Food. Food." I laugh and grab his plate putting it infront of him. "It's something simple, with my own twist. I hope you enjoy it." He looks at it with round eyes. "I know you always do Chen and your lunch at school. But this is a whole other level. The taste is..." He smiles and cuts some steak with the sauce, putting it in his mouth and chewing with a puzzling expression. "Of course, perfect." "Yay!" I say grabbing my own plate and sitting across from him. "I suppose I can get married now." He nods. "You're past the stage of being able to marry, this could be proffesional." "I just cook as a hobby and chore, since Appa and Chen can't cook." I smile and take a mouthful of my food. Luhan looks at me with a worried expression. "I'm sure your mother would be proud." Then suddenly I think, what would my mother think of me living with a guy who I like as a man. Especially a guy I can't think of marrying in the future. Then another th
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