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Y/n: What it is?
I panicked at the weird shriek which accumulating in my ears churning every walls till it reached to my eardrums. No one was there actually

* A nightmare? Impossible, it's a beautiful dream*
I woke up without him beside me. The dream I had was so abnormal. I felt pristine rewinding that voice in my head, over and over again. Hearing confession from a dream character, soothed my modest soul

* I'm crazy. There's no one to confess me *
I giggled at my stupid lucid dream though still enjoying it, with a intimidating smile on my curled lips

I wafted a very alluring smell in the air and followed the direction of its smell. Like that I reached to the kitchen passing over the stairs case up from stair and down the stair. My hands raised up and landed on my eyes slightly rubbing it as if it could make my vision clearer and sharper

He was " COOKING "
There's an apron on his waist, straps properly wrapped on his groin. I always impressed the man who could cook but that scene wasn't impressive to me. May be, I judged him over a matter of presumption

Chanyeol: C'mon I've prepared you a breakfast
His dimple which could heat girls' heart down till it burned into ashes, baptized me as soon as I entered the kitchen. Each dish was fondly settled in a neat and particular grid out of his hands. I slowly fitted my body on the seat and and ate what he prepared. He looked pleasant not like any other expressions I'd ever seen. It's ineffable. That's the right word

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At night,
Chanyeol distracted me from tv by tapping my shoulder repetitively. I put the popcorn down on the table, slipping out of my cuddle, before craning my neck up to him

Chanyeol:Can we, umm, may be have dinner at some outside restaurant?

* For real? *
I sprouted my eyebrows up to the ceiling scanning if he was asking me out

But then, I remembered that he didn't think of me as a girl he loved and cherished. It was an arranged marriage after all and he's just too dumb to realize we we're what we were supposed to be

LOVERS

I scoffingly chucked and brought my slothful eyes, back to the series which I had no idea about, 'cause the movie I was focusing had been ended while he was distractive. I kept silent and ignored him like he didn't say that. I knew how it felt like when someone ignore me, but I didn't consider his feelings at all. I held powerful hatred on him rather than a humane pit. Such a cruel lady

Chanyeol: What do you think?
He's also was such a diligent guy. His diligence and stamina which never failed to annoy me, truthfully amazed me like it always did. Some words had to be spoken, than burring deep inside

Y/n: I don't think and I won't think
My reaction was rude. But that's what he deserved for what he did. His face became dry and his delightful visage perished to the black hole. That was exactly what I prayed, to see him weak and hurted as if I could hurt him

Chanyeol: Y/n, at least give respect to your husband
His tone was like ordering me.

* An order from the emperor to his little slave. Wish Chanyeol, if you want *
I thought and stood up introducing my bare soft feet to the cold barren floor

Y/n: It's only on the papers. I don't take you as my husband even a bit
Well well, my words were colder than the lifeless non living floor, so nefarious and blasphemous. I would be surprised again if he retained his creepy smile on his lips. But I knew I just crossed the limit. Enough surprise from him for the first day, to the entry of a new married life