Chapter 5

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"Ahh, hot hot hot-" I stay in my seat, fussing over the mess as Joongyuk asks if I'm alright. Glancing at the screen, I see that his previous expression has morphed into one of a mild worry. I crack a smile, even knowing that he won't see it.

"It's nothing too bad, so don't worry. Just a bit... sticky."

Once a majority of the coffee is off my desk, I reach over to my open wardrobe for a new shirt. I look down at my ruined hoodie before peeling the offending piece off and tossing it into my washing basket. "Maybe I should go take a shower first?"

{"Just do whatever you must."}

"Hmm.. alright, then. I'll be back in a bit~"

I get up and do an awkward half-waddle into my bathroom, and strip down after turning the shower on. Stepping into the stream of cold water- usually I'd stick to liquid goddamn magma , but I wanted to go easy on my still-healing burns - and take the extra time to brainstorm more ideas to terrorize Yoo Joonghyuk's soul with, giving my body a quick once-over with a bit of soap.

Come to think of it, I haven't done that yet, I wonder, now remembering an idea I'd had late the other night. I nod, as though agreeing with my past self, before rinsing out my hair and shutting off the water. I make quick work with the towel, slipping into a clean pair of boxers and sneaking downstairs- thankful that father had decided to spend the night at a club- and heat up a quick meal.

A few minutes later, and I'm now half-running up the stairs, hot bowl in hand. My mouth starts watering as I gently kick the door shut, plopping into my chair with a satisfied hum. I snap a new pair of chopsticks, putting my headphones on as I poke at the slices of pork in the dish. A new Japanese restaurant had opened nearby, and I'd ordered three meals the other day- this Katsudon being one of them. Being a light eater, I'd managed to split them into six dinners.

I announce that I'm back, now blowing gently over the rice in an attempt to cool it down a little. "I got some food, too, so sorry if my gameplay is a bit clunky right now!"

{"Is it good?"}

A mischievous grin secretly slits across my face,

"That's what I'm about to see~"

I scoop in a large mouthful, with a little bit of everything. Some kind of egg, rice, onion, a bit of the meat and some pickled ginger- it's all surprisingly.. juicy. I didn't even need to fake it as I let out a quiet moan from the flavour, the immediate satisfaction as I swallowed it sending a shiver down my spine. "Fuck, it's good~"

I glance at Yoo Joonghyuk's stream, watching as he presses a hand against his forehead, leaning back into his chair with a shade of beet red now staining his cheeks. 'This is way too fun-' I decide, boldly shoveling a little more into my mouth.

Joonghyuks' voice was strained when he next spoke up, as if containing a million different shades of horny, with a simple yet classic, "Literally just step on me please sssirr-"

"I wish you could taste this," I gush, actually meaning every word of it, "it tastes heavenly."

{"Is this your way of asking me out?"}

I pause, and given the silence he seems to regret it as he mumbles a quiet 'fuck', leaning over to quickly add something about it being a joke, but I find myself stopping him-

"Sure."

I even surprised myself with the answer, but couldn't find any regrets in it. Fun and games aside, he was a nice guy. Becoming actual friends wouldn't hurt, now would it...?

"We could finally meet up-!" I push on, trying to cement the idea into my head, figuring there was no going back now. "I'll send you a location. How does 1:30 tomorrow afternoon sound?"

Nothing. He looks like a stunned deer in headlights. I could practically see the gears grinding in his head, a few moments before an uncharacteristically large grin blessed his face. Omg, WAIT, he has dimples-!?

{"That works for me."}

Feeling a little giddy, I crack a smile of my own, this one more genuine than usual. "Great! Then I'll be there in a white coat~"

There's a shadow of uncertainty, but it was gone before I could register it's weight in his eyes. {"You better be."}

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