Lim (Y/N) only wants three things in her life - befriend a cat, become a fashion designer, and to get noticed by her long time crush - Lee Minho. One day, she finally decided to go and tell her crush that about the long-kept feelings. Unfortunately...
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Chapter 37 I Love You
The next morning, I saw Minho standing in front of me when I opened the front door of my house. I widened my eyes and quickly closed the door again after realizing that I haven't done my morning routine yet. He knocked on the door again and called my name but I told him to wait for a few seconds.
I quickly combed my hair while brushing my teeth. Afterwards, I washed my face and dried it with a face towel. Just then I had the courage to show up to him this early in the morning. I cleared my throat before opened the door again.
There he leans his side on the door frame while crossing his arms. He wears a flat expression just like the usual. However, there was a bit change of his appearance. His hair that was once purple turned black. He's also not wearing any of his work attire. Minho's just here in front of me, wearing his plain white t-shirt and shorts with his car keys on his fingers and he still managed to look attractive!
I blinked my eyes a few times before glancing away. I look like shit now. "W-what are you doing here?"
Minho stepped inside not answering my question. I followed him and watch him approach Dori on the couch. He took Dori to his arms.
"Have you eaten breakfast?" He asked me.
I shook my head. "Why are you here?"
"I'm going to see you do the dress." He simply answered and pursed his lips. He walked towards me and kissed my lips which I didn't see coming.
"Good morning, darling." He mumbled, rubbing our noses together while holding my cheeks. I giggled a bit and smiled at him. "Good morning, Minho." I said.
"Did you eat your breakfast this morning?" He asked once again. I shook my head making him raise a brow. "Are you skipping breakfast or meals?"
"No. It's just that . . . I just woke up just a few minutes before you came." I answered.
Minho smiled and patted my head. "Alright. I'll cook for you, then."
"Really? You know how to cook?" I asked him in delight while following him into the kitchen.
He hummed and started looking for ingredients. "Do you cook your food or you order outside?"
I sat on one of the high chairs and put my elbows on the counter, resting my chin on the both of my palms. "Hmm . . . I don't know that much dishes. I only know the recipes my Mom taught me. But it's kinda hard to make."
"Don't always rely on cup noodles." Minho looked at me seriously. He glanced at the top containers that's filled with cup noodles and other preservatives and looked back at me.
