Chapter 27: pancakes

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All of a sudden, my whole body jerked up. I sat bolt upright and wide awake in bed. It took me a moment to realize that I was still in Heeseung's bedroom and that nothing had changed except my sleeping place, which was now on the other half of the bed.

Calming down, I rubbed my face. God I hated those falling off a cliff dreams.

Glancing sideways for a moment, I saw him, still sleeping peacefully. His hair tousled like a child's. Damn, rarely have I seen someone who looks so cute while sleeping.

The clock on the wall read 4:10. In twenty minutes I had to get up anyway. So I carefully moved down from the mattress, so as not to bring too much commotion into the quiet room.

Outside, I went back to the kitchen first of all. My throat was dry as dust, so I wanted to take a sip. Fortunately, Heeseung's kitchen didn't have too many cupboards, so it didn't take that long to find the shelf with the glasses.

Looking around, I saw a bottle of water standing on the counter, so I finally poured myself a sip. Wow, water had rarely tasted so good. Do you know the feeling when you wake up at night, want something to drink super urgently and the water then tastes as if it had sprung from a fresh, iced spring in the mountains? I think this described the taste perfectly.

After I finished my glass, I felt a lot better. The sinking feeling in my stomach had disappeared and I finally went in search of the bathroom. On the way there, I passed Heeseung's bedroom again. A smile flitted across my face when I could see the boy through the crack in the door and realized that nothing had changed in his sleeping position.

I carefully glanced into the room next to his bedroom. Bingo! Quickly, I slipped inside, and closed the door behind me.

At a quick glance in the mirror, I literally startled. Under my eyes had once again formed large rings, from the mascara I forgot removed the previous day.

I hesitantly looked back and forth between the three mirrored cabinets. "Is Heeseung the type of guy who has makeup wipes at home?" I whispered to myself before looking around the room.

But when I had no success in finding some outside, I opened one of the three cabinets.

Actually, I'm not the type of person who snoops around in other people's things. Besides, I didn't even know if I really wanted to know what was in there.

Numerous cans, creams, dental floss, an electric razor. Makeup removal wipes!!

Overjoyed, I reached for the blue pack. He wouldn't mind if I used one, would he? Oh nonsense, I'm sure he wouldn't even notice. So I quickly started removing my runny make-up and cleaned my face with some warm water afterward.

Shit. I completely forgot about that. With a dripping face, I looked in the mirror in front of me. A towel wouldn't have been bad now. However, I could only find one towel in the entire bathroom. And for my own safety, I didn't want to know what it had all been used for. So I quickly put my head back over the sink to keep it from dripping all over the floor and shook my head to get rid of all the moisture.

That's when my gaze stuck on the roll of toilet paper next to me.

Well...

Why not?

That's something Hyeona would usually do.

So I maneuvered my body to the right and grabbed the roll to cut some sheets from it. Yep, I was drying my face with toilet paper. But does it matter? Paper is paper.

Without warning, the door was suddenly opened and Heeseung entered the bathroom. I jumped in shock and quickly tore the soaked papers from my face. The older one seemed equally surprised. „Omg, you scared me to death.". My pulse was close to 200 beats per minute. „Ever heard of knocking?".

„Sorry.", he started laughing and placed my smartphone on the edge of the sink. „ I'm not used to having anyone else in the house anymore. The alarm of your phone went off.",

He faced me with confusion and frowned, causing me to glare back into the mirror.

„Why do you have toilet paper on your face?".

I rapidly removed the last rag and threw it into the bin. „It's...I was just removing my make-up.". I explained calmly, while my cheeks started blushing.

Heeseung nodded slowly. „Are you hungry? I can make pancakes before we leave.".

Stop. Other question. Can you marry me please?

Like him offering to make pancakes is definitely the cutest and most caring thing a person has ever done. My heart is melting with my gasp.

„Yes! Of course.". I answered with a huge smile, trying to hide that I'm almost dying inside. „I can come along and help you.".

„Sure. But take your time. We still have an hour before we have to leave.", he checked the time on his phone. "Although, 50 minutes.".

"Ah, and..." he added, opening the far right closet I hadn't looked in before. I moved a step to the side. "You can use these and anything else you find here.".

Heeseung pulled out a wrapped toothbrush and handed it to me.

„I'll be right there.". I giggled as he left the bathroom. He still had the same clothes on as the day before. However, these now did not fit at all to his sleepy face and the wildly protruding strands of hair. Really a sight to which I could get used to wake up every morning.

Okay Hyeona. Concentration. No more silly thoughts. With this, I started brushing my teeth.

I needed about 5 minutes until I had freshened up so far and felt reasonably comfortable in my skin. Therefore, I made myself on the way to the kitchen.

Heeseung's back was turned towards me, while was busy preparing the dough when I stepped closer. He didn't seem to notice me at all.

„I think I should change at home before leaving to the airport.", I suggested randomly while walking next to him.

„Sure. You definitely will have a few minutes over.", he assured me as he put the milk back in the fridge. My eyes immediately jumped back to his dark hair. „Your hair is so messy.", I giggled and carefully tried to place a protruding strand of his forehead downwards.

He shyly turned away and turned his attention back to the bowl in front of him. „They always look like this in the morning.".

„Do you maybe want to go to the bathroom now? I will continue.", I said

„Wait, here's the recipe.", he tugged his phone toward me on the countertop and unlocked the screen. „The code is 33550, in case the phone turns off.".

I nodded, as he disappeared into the bathroom.

Nope, I'm not gonna do what you are thinking. Like I said. I'm not that kind of person who snoops around in other person's stuff. So I won't touch his phone!

In the meantime, I finished the dough, like the recipe told me to, and turned on the stove after I spread the oil in the pan.

I was really excited by now. What if I had forgotten something? After all, I packed my suitcase two days ago in a more or less depressed mood. In not even 4 hours the plane would take off, and I wouldn't see my friends, family and Heeseung for what I know how long. Actually, I had resolved to banish this thought from my head and to see the positive, what will come to me. But it's kind of not working.

I hummed softly to myself as the oil began to sizzle. I poured in the first large ladle of dough and swirled the pan to spread it.

One pancake, two pancakes, I lifted all of them over to a separate plate as a hand settled on my shoulder at number three. "You seem to have everything under control.". I met Heeseung's smile as I turned my head in the direction the voice came from.

"Smells good. I really want to try one." he said as he dipped his index finger into the dough and tasted. "Yep, it's perfect.".

"Yaaah take your fingers off. I'm not done yet.", I scolded him, to which he laughingly disappeared his phone into his pocket and placed toppings from the cabinets on the counter.

I glared at him from the corner of my eye, since I noticed he was looking even more finely than usual. A completely plain black outfit. Black jeans, black t-shirt, a silver belt, and with his dark hair in addition it matched his cocky and playful personally incredibly good.

„We have 15 minutes left.". I reminded us both of the time, since it was already 5:45.

„Okay, we don't have to clean up anything. I'm gonna do that later.", he told me, while preparing his first pancake with a slice of ham and cheese.

I gasped in surprise. „You still prefer it hearty? I actually know no one who eats their pancakes like that. Shaking my head, I grabbed the glass of nougat cream and coated mine with it.

„I do actually like pancakes with Nutella as well, or butter or maple syrup. But ham and cheese is the best.".

„You eat blocks of butter. Honestly, nothing about your strange eating habits could surprise me anymore.".

„Raw butter actually tastes very good. You should try it."

„Ah no. No way. I absolutely hate butter. I try to avoid it, no matter what I eat.".

„Okay, let's make an agreement.", he smirked. „If you eat one stick of butter, I'll send you more of those like shirtless after shower pictures.".

I almost cocked on my pancakes. „WHAT THE HELL!? Why would I want some more pictures like that?".

„I don't know. You are the one who took screenshots.".

I blinked a few times. What the heck was he thinking about. The silence definitely was too loud. Like, can I leave this house...right now??

Heeseung started laughing as he noticed I was speechless and took a sip of water. „I will send them anyway. Those pictures are round snaps for all my female friends, you know.".

I acted shocked and held my chest with one hand. „I thought I was someone special.", I fake whined, which made him giggle. „Don't worry. I will provide even more special ones for you.".

"I really don't know if I even wanna see them.", I whispered softly through my teeth, while finishing my pancake and wiping my hands on my shirt. Heeseung was weirdly staring at me like the whole time, which made me shift in my place.

„What?", I finally addressed him, after a few more seconds.

His knee below the table bobbing quickly. „Nutella.".

„In my face?".

Heeseung pointed to a spot just below his lip. „There".

With the back of my hand, I tried to wipe it away.

„Nope. It's still there.". I repeated the motion.

„Now?".

He still shook his head and leaned his upper body over the table. „Wait I will show you.". I rested my elbows on the edge expectantly and slit a little forward on my chair.

„It's right here.". His smirk disappeared as not even half a second later, I felt his hand below my chin as he closed the gap and kissed me softly.

My body backed away in shock. „I can't believe I fell for that.". I hid my head ashamed between my folded arms on the table. Heeseung couldn't suppress the laughter bursting out of him. „You're just so gullible. It's so funny.".

„Okay. Enough jokes. We're leaving now." I decided decisively and was the first to get up from my chair.

I placed the two plates on the counter and reached for my phone on the table, watching Heeseung standing up in slow motion.

„Are you kidding me?".

„Why are you stressing? I'm a frail old man.".

„Aww. Poor grandpa.", I pitied him mockingly. „You know. There's a plane taking of in a few hours and I can't miss that.", I shoved the older one, who vehemently resisted, in front of me through the kitchen, towards the front door.

„Okay okay.", He finally gave in. „Get in the car, I'll get the keys.".

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