TAEYEON’S POV

10.30 pm. Ceh… No wonder my stomach is grumbling and shrieking for food like crazy. Okay, chop chop Taeyeon! Better fill your stomach with something before gastritis comes calling. Aigooo…

But!

Wait a minute! We have 2 problems. Number one: What to cook? And number two: Downstairs is that guy’s territory. And the kitchen is downstairs. So, am I going to invade his territory just like that?!

I rolled around on the bed and again my stomach played the hunger song.  Argh! Stomach, please be patient! I’m thinking here! To invade or not to invade? If I invade, then I’ll break our deal. If I don’t invade, I’ll die tonight because that gastritis is surely going to let me taste what hell is all night long.

A pillow was grabbed and pulled into my embrace. Let’s wait for 10 seconds and if once again I hear that loud rumbling sound from my stomach, then ‘hubby’, sorry to tell you. I’m gonna invade your territory tonight.

10 seconds… Okay, this is working.

9 seconds… Taeng… FOOD!

8 seconds… Gosh! Don’t think about it.

7 seconds… Ramen… Spicy hot ramen!

6 seconds… Andwae!! Don’t drool Lee Taeyeon! *Yeah, I finally accepted that I’m a Lee.*

5 seconds… Ramen! Ramen! Ramen!

4 seconds… NOOOO!!!

3 seconds… Ramen! Coffee! Ramen! Coffee!

2 seconds… Ramen + Coffee = What the hell! Let’s invade his territory!

I slipped out from the comforter and made my way downstairs. Hopefully he’s in his room. Then I can invade the kitchen silently without him knowing. Then, still that can be considered as honoring the deal right? Hahahaa…

Oh crap! What is he doing at the dining table?! Pfft! So much for sneaking into the kitchen quietly! He’s setting a camp at the dining table for heaven’s sake! Did he know that I intend to trespass the kitchen?!

Jonghyun took his orbs away from the laptop’s screen when he saw me approaching the kitchen. Okay! Chill! Don’t panic! I’m just going into the kitchen peacefully without initiating any communication with him. So, don’t shoot me with a rifle, mister! I come in peace! ;p

I grabbed a pot from the cupboard and boiled some water. From the fridge, I took out some eggs, spring onion and spicy sauce. Yummy! Can’t wait to taste the ramen! Great! There are even some leftovers kimchi for side dish. Arghhh… Tummy, be patient, mummy is cooking.

Jonghyun just kept staring at his laptop, not showing any sign that he is going to leave the dining table. Whatever! I couldn’t care less. I just want my ramen to be served into perfection. I ignored him and continued my mission to cook ramen.

Out of the blue, CL – The Baddest Female echoed. Hehhh… Thanks for the music, mister. At least I have some entertainment while cooking. But, the baddest female? Is he referring to me? Is that a sarcasm because I’m not really a goody