I curled like a shrimp in my bed not wanting to wake up. Without opening my eyelid, I search for my phone and found it under the pillow. With half-closed half-open eyes I look at my phone.
It's already 10 in the morning!
Explaining the hotness of the room I felt earlier. I froze remembering what happened hours ago. Stumbling upon my feet I found the bathroom and did my morning routine. I'm such a clumsy person.
Would Joong leave by now?
My ears widen hearing the clashing of utensils. I walk out of my room as quiet as possible. I made my way to the area were the sound came from tiptoeing, afraid to make a sound.
When I arrived at the living area where you can see the kitchen. I found a familiar wide back. I lost my balance and stumbled on my feet when he turn to look at me.
He immediately run into me helping me to stand up. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. This always happens."
The impact was not that painful its the embarrassing moment I've encountered. Why does he always witness my clumsiness?
He guided me as I made my way to the stall in the kitchen limping. He look at me hesitating, creasing his forehead.
"I'm fine. Really."
He looked at me for a second before nodding and walk to the cooking area just in front of the kitchen counter.
"I'm sorry, I made myself at home in your kitchen." Joong stated as he put the pan on the stove. I don't know what exactly its called but it's the box thing that's where you usually cook? Maybe I should learn some kitchen appliances.
Geez.
Besides Benjamin no one touches this kitchen except Earth. "Its okay. Feel free to use it. No one uses it actually." When Ben moved out from the apartment as he was the first one to moved out no one has ever touch the cooking utensils.
He's biceps moves as he flips the pancake his making. I traveled my eyes to his angled jaw. He isn't doing anything to his face. Just the usual face he put on the motionless face.
However, it only add to his attractive attributes. Damn. I'm so whipped.
I watch his every move, taking every chances to admire him without the risk of being caught. "I thought were the same." I uttered remembering the events last night.
His brows knitted as his hazel orbs look towards me. "Why would you say so?"
Blinking a few times, I tried to met his hazel orbs. My breath hitch looking at his intimidating hazel orbs. But, in the end I look away as my heart beats faster than usual. I choose to shrug it of. "Last Night you almost called your helper to cook for me. I assumed you also don't have a good relationship with kitchen."
Joong take his eyes off of me and directed it to the pancakes his making "I live alone since college. I didn't had any helpers way back so I need to learn or else I'll starve."
"Not everyone tho" He look at me with his furrowed brows. Making a questionable face. "Well, look at me. I didn't get to know how to cook at all."
No matter how I tried to learn how to cook way back I haven't learned at all. I would eat burn sunny side ups because I tried to cook. Sunny side up because that's the only thing I can cook. So, cooking and me is not a good combination. I decided to just abandon that thought and focus on something else.
"It's because you have Benjamin." He quietly stated.
"Yeah. He really is a great cook." My face lit up remembering the times when I had to bug Benjamin to cook for me. Because for once I want to eat home made food. Once in a while I want to have a good food that's not fast food. I raised a brow thinking something. "How do you know Benjamin cooks?"
