A Recipe for Love ( Le sserafim X Fem reader )

Chapter 8: The Heart Revealed

The drive back to the house was filled with a curious silence. The group had called their manager to pick them up and drop them off at home, and now, as they traveled, each member was lost in their own thoughts. The surprising revelation from earlier that evening—Y/N's face, briefly visible under the streetlights—had left a profound impression on each of them.

Kazuha, who sat on the opposite side of the van, tried to process the new image of Y/N in her mind. The brief glimpse had been enough to shatter the enigmatic aura Y/N had maintained for so long. "I didn't expect her to look like that," she finally admitted. "She's... really beautiful."

Sakura, who had been unusually quiet, nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's hard to believe we've been living with her and didn't really know what she looked like."

Yunjin, snapping out of her reverie, agreed with Kazuha. "Yeah, it's surprising. I wonder why she hides her face. If I had a face like that, I'd proudly show it off to everyone."

As the van pulled up to the house, the girls began to shuffle out, each caught in their own whirlwind of thoughts. Y/N, still feeling the effects of the night's revelry, stumbled slightly as she made her way inside. She was oblivious to the weight of the silence that had settled over the group.

Eunchae, who had been quiet for most of the ride, looked over at Y/N with a mixture of relief and unease. She had seen Y/N's face up close, and while the others were still grappling with their new understanding, Eunchae felt a peculiar sense of protective responsibility.

Once inside the house, Y/N made her way to her room, intent on getting some rest. She didn't notice the girls' lingering glances or the hushed conversations that resumed as soon as she was out of earshot.

In the kitchen, the other members gathered, their curiosity about Y/N's revealed face now mingling with their own personal reflections. The night had changed something fundamental in their group dynamic, and the revelation would inevitably lead to new conversations and discoveries.

"We need to talk about this," Yunjin said, breaking the silence. "We can't just pretend nothing happened."

Chaewon nodded, her mind racing. "It's not just about what we saw. It's about how we handle it. We need to respect her privacy, but also understand how this changes things between us."

Eunchae, who had been quietly listening, added softly, "She's still the same person we've been living with. Her face... it doesn't change who she is or how we should treat her."

The room fell silent once more, each of them absorbed in their own thoughts. They knew that the next steps would be crucial in maintaining the harmony that had begun to develop between them. The next few days would be a delicate balancing act, as they navigated the new dynamics introduced by Y/N's unexpected revelation.

The next morning, Y/N woke up with a pounding headache and a dry mouth that felt like sandpaper. The remnants of the previous night's revelry clung to her consciousness as she slowly opened her eyes, squinting against the bright morning light that filtered through the curtains.

Her head throbbed with every heartbeat, and she winced as she tried to sit up. The familiar comfort of her room did little to ease the discomfort, and she groaned softly as she recalled snippets of the karaoke night—the laughter, the singing, and the moment when her mask had slipped. Her hand instinctively went to her face, half-expecting to find the mask still there.

As she made her way back to her room, she noticed a note on the table. In neat handwriting, it read: "Good morning! We're in the living room. Whenever you're ready, come join us. We just want to go over what happened yesterday. - The Girls."