"I should get inside. Do you want to have breakfast with us, Sannie?" "No, thanks. I think I should shower and get ready for the day." You broke out of your hug and turned around to get your smartphone, your headphones and the blindfold.
"Could you help me with this? Please?" You asked San while looking up at him. He chuckled "Of course, jagiya. You don't have to go all out with your puppy eyes. I would love to help you, no matter what."
And with that he stepped behind you and put the blindfold on. You could tell he tried his best not to hurt you by pulling at your hair or something. And when he had tightened the knot he leaned down and kissed you behind your left ear. It was the exact spot where the ticklish feeling had started from your meeting. "Have fun!" He whispered in your ear.
With that he left a smiling and blushing mess on the balcony alone.
You navigated through the living room, peeking through your blindfold helped finding the kitchen. You knocked on the door to inform Hongjoong that you had arrived. He instantly hurried towards you and took your hand. But just as he touched you he withdrew his hands. "Oh...ehm..is it okay if I touch you? I would like to bring you to the barstool at the other side of the kitchen island."
You reached your hands out, finding his arm. You slid down and intertwined your hands. "Of course it's okay. It's more than just okay, Hongjoong!" You could hear him let out a breath he probably held in. "Okay, this way. You need to be careful. There are a lot of things on the floor right now." He led the way and you could sit down on a barstool soon after.
"I did some research and apparently cereals are normal for a breakfast in America. So I made you a bowl with the cereals Yeosang eat sometimes. I hope that is fine. I also have some coffee here. Do you drink coffee? I could also make a tea. Or maybe a warm milk? Or -" "I love coffee!"
You interrupted him. Poor him, he is still so nervous around me. I should help him feel more at ease. "And I love cereals! It's a great breakfast. I don't eat breakfast on a daily bases, so something light is perfect!" You fumbled on the countertop to find his hand. He noticed it and took your hand. You squeezed it a little bit. "Thanks, Joong!"
After that you found your bowl and spoon with your hands and began to eat. "Even though, not everything was correct what you said just now." you told Hongjoong. "No? Oh. I'm sorry, I don't really know that much about American eating habits.
Even when we were in America a few years ago, we would eat our korean breakfast." They lived in America? Interesting! They have seen so much already from this world. Impressive! "Neither do I. I can speak English but I'm not from America." "No? Oh I just assumed, because your English is so good. So, where do you come from?" Hongjoong asked.
But before you could answer, a long and loud sigh was heard.
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A/N: Where do you think Sophie is from?
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