[Byul HyunRi’s POV]

I bit onto my lower lip as I nervously flipped the lid of the box up.

BOOM!

The next thing I knew after the sound of a mini explosion was that my face and the front of my shirt was covered with gooey, creamy substance.

What the…? This wasn’t supposed to happen!

I looked up and found KyuHyun rolling around the kitchen floor roaring with laughter. Behind him, the correct white box sat neatly on the kitchen counter.

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[3^rd Person’s POV]

“CUT! CUT, CUT, CUT!!!” Cloudee steps into the kitchen looking flustered. “Yah! KyuHyun, what did you do this time?!”

About 800 years later (not literally, of course), KyuHyun finally managed to stop laughing and explained, “Well, I switched the props.” He reaches behind him and pulls out the correct white box. “This was what I was supposed to pass to HyunRi, but I switched it to the box that contained the cake-bomb last minute. You know, as a prank.”

Cloudee just sighed.

You secretly picked up a frying pan and hid it behind your back before creeping behind KyuHyun. With your sweetest voice, you called, “Hey KyuHyun~ Mind turning around for abit?”

“Hmm? What do you want now? OH MAI SHISUS! GAAAAAAH—”

BONK!

KyuHyun’s unsually high-pitched scream got cut off the instant you slammed the pan on his head gently. (Well… Hard enough to knock KyuHyun unconscious, though.)

You stood there grinning evilly covered with cake while KyuHyun lies on the kitchen floor unconscious.

Special Message: …and then, I became Cho KyuHyun’s Personal Translator will resume once the male lead regains consciousness and once the female lead is cleaned up. Thank you for your understanding!~

15 minutes…

“Alright, no more pranks this time!” Cloudee warned. “KyuHyun, get into position quickly! Okay… and Take Twooooooooooooooo~”

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[Byul HyunRi’s POV]

Cautiously, I slid a finger into the lid of the white box and slightly lifted it up.

Then, it hit me. The warm mouth-watering scent of strawberry and chocolate wavered out from the slit. Just smelling it feels like home.

Without hesitation, I lifted the lid fully, uncovering the hidden treasure beneath it—a jumbo-sized strawberry-chocolate pie sat neatly in the box.

[Cho KyuHyun’s POV]

HyunRi looked up at me; her eyes were twinkling with elation. But the happiness in her eyes soon turned into amusement the instance she saw how I was um… positioned.

I was leaning into the kitchen counter with fear and disgust in written all over my face. My left hand gripped onto the edge of the kitchen counter while my right hand gripped around the handle of a frying pan…er… for protection.

Hey! Don’t start laughing yet! The sight and smell of strawberry-chocolate pie just freaks me out this much, alright?! Trying having it shoved onto your head! The pie just looks so menacing…!

“W-what are you starring at?” I forced myself to let go of the kitchen counter, so it’s just me holding on to the frying pan now.

HyunRi shook her head and softly chuckled, “Don’t worry, I promise not to shove the pie onto your head.”

I heaved a sigh of relief, but did not put down the frying pan.

“How did you manage to get the pie?” HyunRi asked, the twinkle returned to her eyes. “It’s the same one from HwaShin Middle School. I can recognize it from the gold and silver foil.”

“I went back to HwaShin this morning and brought it.” I reached into my pocket (with the frying pan-free hand, of course) and fished out a small crumpled piece of paper. Hastily, I flicked it onto the kitchen table in front of HyunRi.

The paper landed beside the white box; HyunRi picked it up, “What’s this?” She asked while she studied the unfamiliar numbers scribbled on it.

“That’s Mr. Bok’s, the owner of the pie stall in HwaShin, contact number. You can call him for jumbo-sized strawberry-chocolate pie deliveries for frees. But it only lasts for five times.” I bluntly explained; I greatly disliked talking about strawberry-chocolate pies.

She looked surprised, “Mr. Bok is willing to do this?”

I ran my hand through my hair, “Only after I agreed to do some services for him.”

“What kind of services?”

I sighed, “First, I had to take pictures with his nine year-old daughter.” I cringed at that memory. “His daughter is a fan of mine.”

“But why do you look so disgusted? Shouldn’t interacting with your fans be fun?”

“It’s fun… if you like a 90kg little girl scream ‘Kyu-oppa! Piggyback! I want!’ before jumping onto your back without warning!” I scoffed unhappily. “My back could have broken from the impact.”

She laughed and tried to console me, “I’m sure she’s not literally 90kg, is she?”

“Well, that was what it felt like,” I went on rambling without knowing. “That wasn’t the worst part! It was total nightmare when her chubby hands started roaming all over my chest! I know she’s just a kid and all, but still…!”

Amazed, she just said, “Wow.”

“That’s not all; I had to sign on at least fifty pie boxes before I could get the free pie deliveries. Mr. Bok said that it was part of his ‘marketing strategy’.”

“You did all this just to get the pie deliveries?”

“Um… I guess so,” I shifted my gaze and awkwardly ran my frying pan-free hand through my hair.

There was uncomfortable silence for the next few seconds, so I decided to face HyunRi again. She was carefully closing the lid of the box before placing it safely on the kitchen table. Then, she stepped out from behind the table and took a few steps towards me before throwing her arms around me.

My eyes widened.

Is she h-hugging me?!

“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but, thank you so much!” HyunRi squealed. “Thank you, thank you, and thank you!”

I felt my face flush.

It wasn’t a very tight hug, just a normal friendly one.

Even though there was a slight discomfort caused by the frying pan that was pressed against my stomach, the hug felt kind of…nice. I raised my other hand and placed it on her back.

Oh my Siwon, what am I thinking? I mentally coughed (Yes, my brain goes mad at times.) Did I just admit that I liked the hug?! What is happening to me? It’s not like it’s the closest contact I’ve ever experienced with her! The closest contact was when I kis—Gahhhhhh! My face seems to be blushing redder at that thought. Shut up, brain! Stop thinking already! Shut up, now!

As my brain wondered into Loon Land, a Chinese-accented voice which belonged to ZhouMi said, “Aww… Don’t they look cute together? Let’s take a picture of this!”

*Click*

“Oooooh, so they’re really dating, huh?” EunHyuk’s voice was heard next.

I quickly removed my hand from HyunRi’s back and struggled out of her arms.

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