ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴀᴋꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴀɴᴋ ᴄᴀɴᴠᴀꜱᴇꜱ 🖌 ʏᴜɴʜᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

T W E N T Y - O N E

When they had both calmed down after the fact that they're dating had sunk in, they were now both in bed, cuddling with each other while watching the rest of the TV show. Yunho's arm was wrapped around Y/N's waist, his other one draped over her stomach. She had one of her arms around his neck while the other hugged his side, her head nuzzling into his neck. They were having a peaceful evening until Y/N's stomach rumbled.

Y/N's cheeks flushed and let go of Yunho to put her hands over her stomach, trying to deafen the sound.

"You hungry?" He turned around.

"A bit." She chuckled.

Yunho smiled and got out of bed, pulling Y/N with him as he held her hand. "Come on, I'll make you something."

"Oh, you don't need to-"

"I said, I'll make you something." Yunho re-enforced, dragging her to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the place was small yet cozy, cluttered spice racks and porcelain pots filled the atmosphere as they walked in. Yunho turned on the lights and opened the kitchen, searching for ingredients to start cooking.

"Jjajangmyeon or kimchi jjigae?" He asked.

"Oh, anything's fine." She answered sheepishly, curiously wandering in the new environment.

Yunho nodded and pulled out some noodles, a container filled with vegetables and a couple other ingredients and went over to the counter. He pulled out a cutting board and started chopping some green onions and pork belly. Y/N watched intently as he started preparing the ingredients, their arms brushing together as she stood beside him.

"Do you need me to help you?" She said.

"If you want, you can start on making the jjajang sauce." He pointed to the cabinet with his elbow, careful not to point at her with the knife in his hand.

Y/N went over to the cabinet, grabbing some chunjang, garlic and a bottle of soy sauce. She started mixing them together and heating them up over the stove. Yunho watched as she made the sauce, a small smile creeping up on his face. He dropped the chopped onions and pork into the pan filled with sauce, taking the spatula from Y/N's hands and stirred the mixture.

"Hey, I wanna help!" She pouted, trying to take the spatula away from him.

"You can do something else." He said, leaning away so that she can't reach it.

"Not fair," Y/N went to the fridge to grab some leftover wheat noodles, separating them so they're not sticking to each other. 

After a while, two steaming bowls of jjajangmyeon were on the tray and ready to eat, accompanied by some small side dishes and two cans of soda. The smell was carried by the air as Yunho put the tray down in front of the TV and signalled for Y/N to join him. She sat down and started eating the food they made, smiling at each bite. They turned on a random movie in the background to cancel out the silence between them. 

Once both of their bowls were empty, they leaned against the foot of the couch and sighed in satisfaction. Yunho leaned onto her shoulder, smiling at how her cheeks flared red. He went to grab a napkin to wipe his mouth before getting up and putting the tray with dishes back to the kitchen. Y/N got up with him, following him like a lone stray. He went over to the sink to wash the dishes.

"Should I help?" She said, finding some rubber gloves and grabbing a bowl before scrubbing it clean.

Yunho took the bowl from her, drying it off and putting it in the cabinet, "That'd be nice."

They spent the what usually is a mundane task happily, chatting away to pass they time. As the last dish was put away, Yunho put an arm around Y/N and walked her back to his room, his finger curling to play with her dangly earrings. He then threw himself on the bed, patting the spot next to him to get Y/N to come over. Y/N then jumped and landed with a loud thud next to him, chuckling slightly as she does so.

He pulled her in to cuddle her, resting his chin on top of her head. "Can you stay over?"

Y/N eyes widened at his request, "Huh?"

"You don't mind sleeping over, right?" He cood.

"Well uh- I don't mind, it's just- I don't think my parents would let me.." She hid her face deeper in his neck.

"Oh." Yunho's face dropped in disappointment, his lips pressing into a thin line, "It's fine."

She could feel the sadness in his tone, "I can stay longer though."

"Please do."

They spent the next half hour in each other's arms silently, occasionally playing with each other's hair or gently pulling at the hem of their shirts. As they held each other, they both started to drift away to sleep, their grip loosening on each other. Both Yunho's and Y/N's eyes became heavy and drooped to that they were closed.

Ping!

Ping!

Ping!

Just as both of them were about to enter dreamland, They were woken up by the strange noise floating around the room. Yunho was the first to wake up, unwrapping his arms around Y/N gently before searching the room. He then saw her phone vibrating on the bedside table, the noise growing louder as he stepped near it.

He went up to her and gently shook her shoulder, "Y/N, it's your phone."

Y/N inhaled sharply as she woke up, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. She got up confused, going over to her phone to check who was messaging her. After four wrong attempts at her password due to her sleepiness, she unlocked it and saw that all the notifications were from social media.

"why do you have those photos?"

"So she is stuffing her bra!"

"@wooyoyoyo get your girl"

Y/N's eyes almost popped out of their socket when she saw the comments, her hand dropping the phone onto the ground; her mouth opening in a silent gasp. Yunho immediately got worried and picked up her phone to see what she was reacting to. His eyes twitched and his neck vein popped at what he saw.

The photos she sent to Taehyun.