After much worry it turned out Lay's ankle was absolutely fine and he'd done no more than sprained it - so much to his happiness, he was back to dancing in no time even though the doctor ordered he should rest it for a few days. Luhan expressed his worry over it time and time again, but Lay would shirk his friend's comments with a smile, saying he was absolutely fine and appreciated the concern. 

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*Sigh*

Once again you were in your room in the dorm - you pondered, lying on the bed, looking over at your manager Noona's empty bed since she never came back to the dorms until late at night from work. You weren't allowed/supposed to go out and socialize with the boys since it wasn't in your place to be all up in their privacy, so that why you sighed; feeling annoyed that you constantly heard laughter and the smell of food emitting from under your door every night....

The smell was gorgeous every night after practice - you wish you could've tasted what was being made, instead you'd just have to lock yourself in your room and have instant ramen...

Oh ramen

*Grrrrrrr*

Your stomach rumbled signaling you were very hungry. 

You tutted - you were so sick of having the same thing every day, but what were you to do?

You slid your hand under your bed to obtain a ramen packet to have - turning the kettle on to boil. 

But there was nothing there. 

'Oh no.' you gasped, peering under the bed and realizing you'd finished all the ramen.  

You peered under the bed and huffed - how did you not know! You remembered putting off buying new packets since you were so busy and broke...

But you didn't want to worry your parents and ask them to send more money over from the UK...

You laid back on the bed annoyed - upset that you'd have no dinner since you couldn’t go out and buy some food at this time. 

You breathed in.

It was a big mistake. 

The most glorious smell filled your nose...

It made your stomach twist and turn in hunger. 

'Oh no - why do they have to be eating something so delicious right now!?' You grumbled along with your stomach and your body moved on its own.

'....welll...I could just see what's cooking....' You whispered tiptoeing to your bedroom door. 

You creeped out of your bedroom - peering round the corner and walking into the kitchen quietly; following the smell. 

You noticed the source of the magnificent smell was emitting from an unattended pot. You walked over to it slowly - it looked like soup at the moment - there were vegetables on the side and a chopping board - but they hadn't been cut yet. 

'Oh gosh!' You looked around to see if anyone was around to check the pot - but you thought screw it, and began turning the spoon around in the pot - the gorgeous smell filled your nose while you stirred. 

You finally recognized the smell - it was kimchi for sure - since you were so used to eating your instant kimchi flavoured noodles - but this looked and smelt a lot more appetizing than your instant food. 

'_______-shi, what are you doing?' You nearly crapped your pants you were so shocked by the entrance of Kyungsoo in an apron. 

'Oh my gosh, so so sorry Kyungsoo-shi, I didn't mean to- I just came in and it was getting burnt so i stirred it - I’m-'

'It's ok.' Kyungsoo said first looking alarmed - but then readjusting to your presence and walking towards the hob. 

'Well, see you and sorry again.' You said walking past Kyungsoo and nodding your head politely at him. 

Your stomach growled - giving the game away. 

You clutched onto it, retching over it feeling embarrassed. 

'Do....do you want some?' Kyungsoo asked awkwardly - but willingly, looking at you for an answer. 

You couldn't help but blush profusely at his request - unsure of what to say.

'Ah-no it's ok I-'

'It's alright, I made too much and I don't even eat that much - I made a lot because it's Jongin's favourite dish - but I'll scold him for you if he eats a lot.' Kyungsoo said reassuringly, shrugging his shoulders and continuing cooking. 

'Are you...sure? I don't want to intrude-' 

'It's ok - you must be sick of eating ramen all the time' Kyungsoo's face softened into an inviting nod - you let out a little breath, trying to relax and smiling at his comment. 

'Thank you so much, ha ha - yes it's a little boring...Well, I wont be useless - I can help, I know how to cook a bit.' You said rolling up your sleeves. 

Kyungsoo's eyebrows raised in surprise at your offer to help. 

'Ok then, could you cut that onion?' He asked giving you directions.

'Yep sure - like this or diced?'

'Diced would be better - just hold the knife horizontally and cut.'

'Like this?' You asked, beginning to chop the onion. 

'Yes just - here-.' Kyungsoo's hand held yours - moving your fingers, gripping onto the knife and cutting the proper way. You gulped; too scared to lean back and make the situation awkward - so you let Kyungsoo continue holding your hand. He was so focused on chopping; he must not have realised how close he was to you. His black hair brushed against your face while he leant in closer - moving the knife along the onion...

'Oh Kyungsoo you're cooking with ______-shi.' A voice popped out of nowhere; making you both jump. 

You both turned to look who had entered the kitchen - it was Junmyeon; he looked just as suprised as you both were. 

'Oh careful!' Junmyeon said realising you were holding a knife when you both jumped. You couldn't help but wait a few moments to steady your breathing pace before speaking; 

'Yeah Kyungsoo-shi invited me to have dinner with him and Jongin-shi..so...'

'She's helping me cook...would you like some?' Kyungsoo said finishing your trailing off sentence. 

Junmyeon nodded in understanding but then shook his head. 

'Oh that's alright I don't want to intrude, I'm going out to have some food....so see you, and have a good night.' He said bowing his head a little and leaving. But before he left; you saw sadness in his eyes which left you feeling very sorry for Junmyeon. Why did he look so lonely? You'd noticed before that the other boys didn't really talk to him - but maybe it was because he acted cocky at times? But it - being alone all the time and being isolated...you had to do something...but talking to Kyungsoo about it was waaay to soon since you'd just started properly speaking to the boy. 

'See you.' You mumbled after Junmyeon as he left. 

'Ok, stir in the carrots.' Kyungsoo orderd - snapping you out of your thoughts. 

'Yep sure.' You replied stirring the carrots in. 

The scene was so sweet; Kyungsoo reminded you of such a cute housewife bustling around - tasting the spaghetti and adding different spices in. He didn't seem very idol-like, but what you could sense from Kyungsoo by the way that he was so preoccupied in making the food; you realised just how much effort he put into everything he did - you were pretty sure he lived by the motto: 'If you're going to do something; give it 100%' 

'So how old are you?' You asked Kyungsoo out of the blue. 

'18.' He replied still focused on cooking. 

'How old are you?' He asked putting some spices into the mixture. 

'I'm 17.' You replied chopping some peppers up. 

'Does that mean I'm the youngest in the dorm?' You asked trying to figure out everyone's age. 

'No, you're the same age as Sehun and Jongin.' 

'Oh wow I thought they were both you're age.'

'Yeah most people think that but no.' 

You nodded your head. 

'Any siblings?' Kyungsoo asked continuing the conversation. 

'An older sister, you?'

'No, none.' Kyungsoo replied. 

'Oh I see, well I guess you've got 11 brothers now.' You said attempting to make a joke. 

'Yeah you could say that.' Kyungsoo said letting out a breath through his nose; his lips curving into a half-smile - and that was when you realised that Kyungsoo had lovely plump lips - but why were you looking? You quickly put the peppers into the pan - trying to cloud out your thoughts by focusing on the smell of the food. 

'What exactly are we making?' You asked looking at the pasta Kyungsoo was getting out of the cupboard. 

'My own recipe - Kimchi Spaghetti.' Kyungsoo replied feeling half confident and half embarrassed by his creation; unsure of what you'd say. 

'Woah that's awesome! Gosh I love inventing new recipes so i'm glad someone else does too - I can't wait to try it now.' Your stomach rumbled and you clutched it embarrassed once again - Kyungsoo laughed though - completely unphased by your embarrassment. 

'So what do they normally put in spaghetti?' he said once he'd finished laughing. 

'Parsley and Coriander - it makes it more Italian.' You replied as-a-matter-of-factly. 

'Oh we don't have that here...I don't actually know what that is.' Kyungsoo replied intrigued by new ingredients. 

'Well next time I go to a supermarket I can look for it?' You suggested still stirring the pot. 

'Ok, that would be good thanks - I'll come with you so we can buy more ingredients.' 

You blushed - did this mean you would be having more than this one meal with Kyungsoo from now on? It would be