His eyes trailed back to menu, and he quickly fished out his phone. Diligently typing in the orders that he wanted as he noted down the restaurant's number. 

Sure, he could've just had dinner right there and then, but this was just a good enough excuse to see you again.    A smile tugged on his lips as he noted down the numbers carefully. Dropping the phone back into his pocket, he stood up from his seat, glancing back at you hesitantly before gripping on handle and walking out.    After whipping out his orders, he called his driver, just in time to take him home.    Usually, he would do anything to ditch his parent's ride, but today was different. He wanted to get home as soon as possible.    He walked through the large gates as he mindlessly slipped off his shoes. Nodding slightly at the maids greeting him as he made his way into the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of water.    He jogged up the flight of stairs and into his room. Letting out a deep sigh, he threw his backpack onto the couch as he slumped onto the bed in exhaustion.    After a long bath, he changed into a comfortable outfit and made his way to his desk. He pulled out the assignments, scattering them across the table.    It was only a matter of minutes when he glanced up again, eyeing the clock before fishing out his phone, that was tossed mindlessly on the bed.    He quickly dialed the phone number, ordering his meals, "Make sure you have Ms. Jin-Hee delivering," he ended.    Crashing back onto his bed, his eyes closed as if drifted to when you'd get here. He couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster as his hands became sweaty.    What's going on with you? he pondered as he ruffled his hair in confusion.    He glanced back at his pile of assignments before quickly finishing them. His eyes shot back at the clock before he absentmindedly stuff everything back into his backpack.    Suddenly, the sound of the ringing bells echoed through the air.    He shot up from his seat, dropping his belongings as he dashed downstairs, shouting "I got it!" to prevent any maids from coming near the door.    He nodded at them, gesturing for them to leave as he skipped down the flight of stairs. Puffing his cheeks loudly as looked himself in the mirror. Unconsciously fixing his outfit and hair as his eyes darted at the reflection in the mirror.    Taking in a deep breath, his slightly sweaty hands moved to the handle, gripping it open.    His face instantly plastered a smile as he watched you fumbled with the meals, the huge helmet clanking against your forehead as your hair fell into your eyes.    He couldn't help but let out a small laugh as he watched your eyes widened and your cheeks grew red.    He muttered under his breath, something about you being cute before reverting back to his cold, old self. He grabbed the meals from your hand before making some mean comments about you working.    He couldn't bite back his smirk as you scoffed back at him, your lips slightly puckering as your cheeks puffed.    You were just about to spun your heels around to leave when a hand shot out, tugging back your wrist.    You jerked around, ready to scoff at a smirking Baekhyun, instead your eyes darted at a very nervous one. You noted how his cheeks were flushed in red as he ran his fingers through his hair, but as quick as it happened, his image faded back into his old, conceited self.    "I ordered a lot of food, you should eat with me," he said, sounding a lot more like a command then a suggestion. You let out a small sigh as you tried to deny him politely, only to have him grunting at you to come in. Sighing in defeat, you slipped of your shoes as you brushed past him and into the living room.    You couldn't help but gawk silently at the luxury around you. Your eyes darted rapidly as you walked around in awe. You greeted the maids cheerfully before your eyes shot into the kitchen. They roamed the beautiful gears as your hand unconsciously slid across the artworks on the wall.    Baekhyun grinned widely as he watched you spread a smile, gawking silently.    "We'll eat upstairs," he stated coldly before jogging up the stairs, ushering for you to follow. You sat down by the floor as you started placing his meals onto the dishes he brought up, setting them neatly as you arranged the utensils. "Eat," he said as he pushed one of the dishes towards you, handing you the pair of chopsticks as his eyes grazed on you. You gratefully accepted them and started munching on the meals happily.    You two ate in silence, occasionally bickering as he commented on how you ate, causing you to scoff back in reply.    "You'll wash the dishes right?" he asked as he put down his chopsticks, glancing up at you teasingly.    "What about you then?" you asked as you scrunched your face, glaring back at him intensively. "I'll ask the maids for help," he said simply before teasingly stacking the dishes and handing them over to you.    "Aishh," you muttered under your breath before reaching for the dishes as you stood up.    You successfully made it downstairs without tripping over anything as you topped the dishes into the sink.    Carefully, you rinsed and scrubbed, not leaving any stains as you went by. When you finished drying out all the dishes and utensils, you decided it was best to stack them back into the cabinets.    Hesitantly, you pulled out a stool, tiptoeing on it as you reached for the cabinets. The dishes just HAD to be placed in the highest cabinet, you grunted to yourself before taking a few leaps toward the cabinet. Luckily, you were able to pry it open. Taking in another deep breath, you took a leap, hoping that you'd be able to push the dish inside.    You managed to push the dish in, but as you landed back down, you lost your balance, stumbling from the stool. The dish slipped from your hand and smashed against the floor, shattering to pieces. You fumbled from the stool and stumbled along. You clamped your eyes shut, ready to smash against the floor.    Your eyes fluttered opened when you landed on something soft. Lifting your eyes lazily, you realized that you were sprawling on top of Baekhyun. Growing flustered, you pulled away, apologizing profusely.    "Ya! I told you to wash them, not to break them," he gritted as he kneeled from the ground.    You bit your lips apologetically as your eyes locked on the shards scattered on the floor.