Chanhee’s POV

                I opened my eyes, and I was on a bed in a room that wasn’t familiar with. I sat down on the edge of the bed and that was when Byunghun noticed that I was already awake.

“Channie are you okay?” he asked me worriedly and I nodded in response. “Why didn’t you tell me that you were that scared?”

“I-I didn’t want to ruin it because you looked so excited.” I said.

He leaned closer and put his head on my shoulder. “Never do it again okay? You scared the hell out of me.”

“I’m sorry Byunggie.” I smiled and patted his back. “Where am I?” I asked.

“You’re in my room, at my house.” He said as he stood up.

“Y-your room?”

“Yeah, why? Want to do something naughty?” He asked playfully with a smirk.

“B-babo.” I flushed. I looked at my phone. It was almost 7 and I had several miscalls from my mom. “Oh god it’s already late, I have to go home.” I said.

“Why don’t you stay here for the night? Tomorrow is Sunday, and we can go for a date again tomorrow because today’s was kinda bad.” He winked and made me blushed harder.

“But my mom would probably worry about me.” I pouted.

“I already took care of that. I asked my chauffeur to ask for your mom’s permission for a sleepover.” He explained.

“Really? Whoa Byunggie, you have a lot of preparations, don’t you?” I giggled. “So, what now?” I asked.

“I’m kinda hungry, why don’t you make something for me? I’m craving for your cooking, foods here tastes bland after eating your cookings.” He smiled and made me blushed.

“Geez you’re so cheesy Byunggie. Okay, show me the kitchen?” I asked and he nodded.

                He laced his fingers around mine and led me to the kitchen. When I got there, I was shocked. It was literally, the biggest kitchen I’ve been to. They had like 3 chefs working there.

“All of you, stop cooking and give the place to him. Your foods taste like crap compared to his.” He said to the chefs and made them gave me cynical looks. I quickly slapped his back and made the chefs gasped.

“I’m sorry for this kid behavior, I’m not that good.” I bowed.

“Ouch, what’s that for? I was just telling the truth.” He pouted.

“Yeah-yeah whatever, what do you want to eat?” I messed up his hair with my hand.

“Um… Jjajangmyeon!” “Whoa, you think fast. Do you have the ingredients?” I asked while looking for the refrigerator. “I think we have it back there.” He pointed at a door. And when I entered it, it was a big room full of ingredients. Like a refrigerator but a bigger version of it. I was so amazed with that, and I was so excited. Byunghun giggled. “You love cooking very much, don’t you? You look like a kid in front of an ice cream store.” “I’m not a kid.” I pouted. “And yeah! My hobbies are cooking and singing.” “You can sing? You should sing for me sometimes.” He giggled. “Now make some foods for me please? I’m hungry.” I nodded and picked the ingredients I needed. After I finished making it, he quickly cam