Pampering My Cute Pet | LK

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For the entire duration of the car ride, Lisa couldn't pull herself out of her smile.

His glance wasn't as cold as before; rather, it was gentle. The curves on his face were elegant and smooth. Though his smile was shallow, it pushed away the night's chilliness with ease. In that moment, Lisa felt her heart beat like a drum.

Their surroundings grew silent as the car entered the hotel's underground garage. Jungkook parked the car and unfastened his seatbelt before turning to Lisa. "Out."

Lisa mumbled a reply as she held his tea-colored eyes against hers.

Jungkook stared back. She had answered him, but she didn't show any sign of getting off. "Do you want to stay on the car or something?"

In truth, Lisa had simply forgotten everything that was happening and immersed herself into a deep, murky pool of thoughts. She had never thought of herself as a dreamy person, but why did she think that Jungkook seemed perfect in every way no matter where she looked at him?

"Are you done staring?" Jungkook's brows furrowed in concern.

"Jungkook, it's such a pity that you don't smile often." Lisa put on an expression of "regret." She had even forgotten to call him by his title and used his name instead.

His sternness seemed to crack a little. "Don't worry. Just focus on dinner."

Lisa tsk'ed as she shook her head. She muttered to herself, "Him and Seokjin are all the same. All they use are their faces, not their brains..."

Jungkook didn't hear her, but he did eject her seatbelt when he saw how slow she was. He reached over to open her door and push her out. "Out, now."

The fabric on his clothes swished against her, and she jolted at his warm presence. "Oh, okay..."

Jungkook stared at her as she fumbled out of the car. It almost seemed comical to him– how could someone this dumb have written a bestselling mystery novel?

When they arrived at his hotel room, Lisa opened the fridge. There were still ingredients leftover.

"Just wait there for a few minutes. It'll be quick." Lisa took out some meat and vegetables. Jungkook could see her every move from the living room. In no time, the sizzle of food against the frying pan and the aroma of meat and cumin wafted throughout the space. Jungkook hadn't really eaten for the entire day; he was famished.

Lisa jiggled her frying pan and stuck her head down to the cabinets. "Eh? Where's the soy sauce?"

From behind, a hand holding a sauce bottle reached out. Lisa's gaze reached around to meet Jungkook's cold stare. "You put it over there in the corner."

"Oh." Lisa took it. "Thanks."

Jungkook stepped aside and continued observing her cook. Lisa stole a few glimpses and kept cooking diligently.

A while later.

"Hey, give me some of that olive oil."

"Pass me some sugar."

"This is salt, okay? Right over there... Yep, yep."

"How much?" Jungkook's calm voice.

"A small spoonful."

"This much?"

"A tiny bit more."

Lisa watched the famous movie director, Jungkook, tap a spoon in the most gentle manner possible. His carefulness... almost made her laugh.

To be frank, she wasn't very serious about him passing her ingredients, but she didn't think that it would keep going until she was done. Moreover, Director Jeon didn't seem to mind. It was as if he had just discovered the wondrous art of cooking. His eyes shone with amazement.