Min checks at the clock hanging on the wall every minute yet no knock was heard. She ponders what's taking him so long when today was both their day off.

Plopping down on her couch, she pulled her phone out from the pocket of her comfy sweaters.

"Where on earth is he?" She complained as she was scrolling down the list of her contacts but soon a knock was heard just when she was about to call.

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"What took you so long?" She questioned him, arms crossed over her chest as she gave him the death glare he was always afraid of.

"I've got us foods, baby." He grinned sheepishly at her, lifting up his hands to show her two plastic of McDonald's.

"... I hate you so much, Park Chanyeol."

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