I lost the running, so I end up treating him an ice cream. Hh, is this what a hyung should do? how could he make use of his dongsaeng like this. We're eating the ice cream as we walk home. Donghyun-hyung bought some kimchi, rice, onions, big bottle of cola and spices with him.

 

"Hyung, did you cook your own meal?", I asked.

"Yeah, I used to live alone, that's why", he said.

"I cook too!", I said, so excitedly.

"Really? you want to cook a dinner with me tonight?", he said as he his strawberry flavored ice cream dripping from its cone.

"Uh... I...", damn, I think my cheeks become red again.

"Why? you already have a plan?", he said.

"No, it's alright... what are we gonna make? I have some ingredients back home, with that kimchi I think we can make stew, oh, I also have chicken, and and... um, beef! with some eggs, I think it's great to make some~"

"Wait wait, there are only two of us. You want make a meal for the whole neighborhood or what?", he giggled.

"Ah, no. Hahaha... I guess I'm get too excited if it's about cooking", I said.

"Yeah? Your mom doesn't cook, does she?", he asked.

"She doesn't cook. I always the one who cook for us", I said.

"Where did you learn how to cook?", he asked.

"Uh? I don't remember, it's just instinct I guess, I live alone, like you, hyung... where did you learn how to cook?", I said.

"You're right...", he smiled.

 

"Thank you for this ice cream, you're a cute dongsaeng", he petted my head unknowingly.

My heart almost stopped. What's that... does he have a feeling for me. We must have mutual feeling, don't we? Oh God, what was I thinking.

"Okay then, see you this evening?", he said as we reached our houses.

"Sure. Ah, hyung... one more thing", I said before I opened my gate.

"What?", he said.

"I didn't pay for that ice cream", I said as I took a wallet from my pocket.

 

Donghyun-hyung opened his mouth, couldn't believe how his wallet end up on my hand. He grabbed his jeans here and there, he also checked his plastic bag.

"HOW COULD YOU?! Give me back!", he reached for his wallet, I backed off to avoid him, he grabbed my arms from behind. I actually could feel his heart beats. I hold his wallet tight just so he could hugged me longer.

"Minwoo-ya... I never thought of you like this, really", he tickled me desperately.

"Ah hyung... hyung! you're cheating", I yelled and released his wallet.

"You're the one who cheated!", he said, looking at me still disbelieved.

"It was your own fault... you left it on the table once you picked that call early on", I said.

"Damn... how careless I am. You prick!", he smacked my .

"Ouch, hyung... sorry... what do you want for dessert? I'll make it for you", I said.

"I want a blueberry cheese cake!", he said loudly, try to gain his bruised pride.

 

"Alright! I'll make the most delicious blueberry cheesecake ever!", I said.

"You can actually make one?", he said.

"Of course. Okay then, hyung... see you", I smile and entered my house hurriedly.

I run as fast as I can to the second floor. I casually replied Hyunseong-hyung's "hello" and jumped right off to my bed. I put my pillow on my face and I screamed. Hard.

 

The warmth of his body wrapped around me... ahh... hyung, this is not good.

I took a glance to his house, he's playing with Sushi while watching the tv. Oh, this is not good, this is sooo not good. I feel like I could end up stalking him. I drown my face to the pillow again.

 

"Minwoo-ya... you don't want to check today's purchasing?", Hyunseong-hyung suddenly entered my room.

"Yah! hyung, for how many times I told you to knock first?", I said, quite annoyed.

"Well well well, a boy who falling in love is indeed looking so bright", he chuckled.

"Me?", I checked up my face on the mirror. I'm indeed blushing.

"It's about time for you though, to fall in love...", Hyunseong-hyung still giggling.

"What?!", I said.

"You went out with him?", he asked.

"Yeah, bought some groceries... hyung, I think I'm screwed", I said.

"First love always bittersweet", he said as he pulled a chair near the desk.

 

"I wish it will be sweet only though", I said.

"Then make it sweet", he said.

"Hyung... you're never a good listener", I chuckled.

"I don't know, Minwoo-ya... I never in love with a man before", I said.

"Right... hyung, help me make a blueberry cheesecake...", I said.

"For him?", he said.

"Who else... for tonight's dinner", I said.

"DInner?! both of you? already?", Hyunseong-hyung jumped off from his seat.

"Yeah... why? I mischievously took his wallet before. It's an apology", I said.

"What?", said Hyunseong-hyung.

"It's a long story, anyway... come on", I stood up, threw my pillow on the bed and bring Hyunseong-hyung to the kitchen. He started to boiled the milk carefully. He's a good cook, even better than me. I actually learn how to make pastries from him. If Hyunseong-hyung will have a wife someday, surely she's one lucky woman.

 

Finally after three hours it's ready. I look at the clock, it's 7 PM.

 

"Yay!", I put the fresh blueberries on it as the final touch.

"It looks good. I'll go home now, good luck with your dinner", said Hyunseong-hyung putting on his coat.

"Thank you, hyung...", I said cheerfully.

He just smiled at me and walked away. I put a plastic lid on its plate and bring it to Donghyun-hyung's house. I took a deep breath and finally knocked his door.

 

"Minwoo-ya... come in", a fresh washed face welcomed me.

"You just took a bath, hyung?", I asked.

"Yeah... moving in this morning is quite tiring", he said.

"This is your blueberry cheesecake", I said as I handed him the cheesecake.

 

He opened the lid and sniff it.

"Whoa, I bet it's delicious. Can't wait to eat it!", he put the cake to the fridge. Sushi snuggled into his feet, looked interested.

"Sushi-yaa.... it's not your food... go on there, play with your slinky", Donghyun-hyung threw a slinky to him and it's occupied him for quite a time.

"Sushi make me think to buy a dog too...", I said.

"You want a shiba inu too?", asked Donghyun-hyung.

"Yes. I'll name it Donghyun!", I said.

"What?! we've just met, Minwoo-ya... why are you so cheeky", he messed my hair.

I just smiled shyly to the ground. It's because I like you, hyung... don't you notice already.

"So what we're gonna make?", I asked.

"Hmm.. I don't know, just make a kimchi stew, I don't have much here, that's my initial plan after all", he said.

"Okay", I said, putting my apron and we cooked the stew together.

 

Donghyun-hyung told me about the time when he was in Japan, he said he was a popular guy there. I laughed at mocked him, but there's no doubt about it in my mind. He must be that bad boy who skipped class a lot. I wished he was my senior. I definitely will go to school everyday.

 

Kimchi stew is such an easy meal to make, we did it just after a half an hour. I set the stew on the dinner table, while Donghyun-hyung is busy slicing the blueberry cake.

 

"Hyung, that's for dessert!", I shout from the dinner table.

"I know... I'm just preparing it", he brought two pieces of blueberry cakes and put them on the table. It's a weird setting, kimchi stew with blueberry cheesecake.

We sat down and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Why?", he asked me as he spooned the stew into his plate.

"No... it's been awhile I have a dinner companion", I said.

"Me too", he said.

"Hmm... this kimchi stew is great! what you did, Minwoo-ya... I like it, really", he continued.

"Eat well, hyung", in fact he's eating bit too well, before I finished a half of my bowl, he already reach for the cheese cake.

"Finally!", he spooned his cake right into his mouth. He chew it carefully.

"Hmm.. really soft, the blueberry tastes so bold, but not overpowering...", he said.

"What's this, am I in Master Chef right now?", I chuckled.

"Haha, Minwoo-ya... you're daebak!", he said, still busy digging the cake.

"Thank you... I can make it anytime if you want", I said.

"Really? ah... amazing... just stay here in my home, be my personal chef", he said.

 

Oh God, hyung... could you be more careful with your words. I'm blushing again just to imagine seeing you every morning with this fresh washed up face.

 

"Minwoo-ya?", he said, broke my daydream.

"Yes, hyung... you should pay me then", I said, try to joke more.

"Hum... I'll pay you with my heart", he threw his arms over his head and make a heart gesture. He raised his eyebrows to me.

I closed my eyes and sighed. I tried to hold all this feeling exploding in my heart. Just don't say stupid things, I told myself.

"Hyung... so greasy", I said.

He chuckled and laughed at himself. Suddenly a picture on the wall behind hyung caught my eyes.

"Who's that?", I pointed at the girl picture. She looked almost identical with Donghyun-hyung.

"Ah, my sister. Her name is Soohyun. We're look very alike, aren't we?", he said.

"Yeah... she's pretty", I said.

"She's a wild kid, though... she's studying abroad by now. She said she will visit me tomorrow. Ah, I think you two should meet", he said.

"Hum... that will be great", I said. That means I will have another dinner with him again... ah, he will also introduced me to one of his family. Why do I feel funny...

 

"Hyung... I want to say this since our first meeting...", I said.

"What's that?", he replied.

"It might sound greasier than your heart gesture, and you might think I'm creepy but, I think... I... I've met you before", I said. He looked at me and here it comes the awkward silence.

"Do I look familiar to you?", he asked.

"No, it's just like, we've met before... maybe in previous life? or in my dream...?", I said.

 

He chuckled at my nonsense. I don't know why I decided to told him that anyway.

"To be honest, I feel like I've met you before too... maybe we dreamt the same dream...", he said with his mischievous smile.

 

I drink my water to cool down myself. This is too much.