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You woke up with the sun in your face. Your eyes fluttered open. You shielded the sunlight from your face and blinked at the familiar surroundings. *Where am I?* You saw Junhyung’s face a couple inches away. Your eyes widened *I stayed the night?!*You pushed his arm off and sat up.

Junhyung rolled onto his side with a groan. *Does he have a hangover?* You wondered. B

ut you saw him clutching onto his head. You grew really worried. “Oppa, do you have another headache?” You asked. He nodded.

“Do you want Tylenol?” You asked.

“I already ate it. It doesn’t work.” Junhyung said.

“Then what should I do?” You asked.

“You don’t have to do anything.” He said.

“But-“ You started. Junhyung had gone back to sleep. You got out of bed and headed to the kitchen. *Maybe I can make him breakfast.* You started to make soup. You put all sorts of vegetables into the broth and stirred. You took a taste and smiled in satisfaction *Better than I thought.*

Junhyung came out of the bedroom. He stopped and watched you cook. The back of your cooking figure looked warm and sweet to him, just like a mother’s or more realistically, a wife’s. Junhyung crossed his arms and leaned against the doorway. His eyes admiringly glinted. *Is this why people want to get married?*

You accidentally touched the hot pot. “HOT!” You pinched your ears with your hot fingers.

Junhyung chuckled. You heard his laughter and looked up. “Oh, oppa. You woke up? Come a