Dust || Yoon Jeonghan

Bonus - Bad luck

 "ahh! stop stealing my strawberries" 

jeonghan scolded dramatically, glancing at me sideways as i stole another one of his strawberries. 

"i am trying to make this look ... aesthetic."

i chuckled at the unexpected reason. "it's all gonna go in here anyway." i teased pointing to my tummy. 

he sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly as a defeated smile formed on his lips. i threw a strawberry at him as he muttered something suspicious under his breath. he dodged it .. barely and made a huge deal about how i was wasting all the perfectly shaped ones he had meticulously separated.

honestly, i didn't hear most of what he said. but anyway-

the kitchen smelled heavenly. the sweet aroma of vanilla and butter hanging in the air. jeonghan was making the pan cakes way too passionately. while i was perched on the countertop, swinging my legs playfully and being an absolute menace.

oh how i love pushing his buttons. it's basically second nature at this point.

I dipped my finger into the batter and popped it in my mouth. "This is definitely your best work yet," I said, flicking some of the pancake mix at him.

"can you not?" he groaned, throwing an exaggerated glare at me as he wiped it off with a dish towel. "don't distract me."

well, .. this is new.

i raised an eyebrow, noticing the way he looked so nervous as if the fate of the universe depended on how round his pancakes are. 

"why are you so serious?" i asked with a hint of amusement. "it's just a birthday. relax."

"it's not just a birthday" he said, way too quickly. then realizing how intense he sounded, he cleared his throat. "i mean ... i need to make up for the ones i have missed."

my teasing smile faltered for a moment. he wasn't wrong about that. it's only been a few months since we started dating. again.

and that's not nearly enough to undo the trauma from our absolutely wholesome reality show shoot. i celebrated my last birthday with soojin's attempt at a cake. which is the best i can say about it. 

he wasn't there. not for the last birthday. not for the one before that. all there was was his absence. reminding me of yet another year of my life spent without him.

but that time is gone. there's no point in getting depressed over it. right now he is front of me and i could glue my self to him for the whole day if i want. honestly it's not a bad idea ...

"arin" jeonghan called noticing my silence, he turned his back to the stove, positioning himself between my legs with a fond smile. the kind that makes my heart flip. his hands found my waist and his eyes lingered on mine, filled with a tenderness that made the air between us feel heavy and sweet. 

"I know we were a mess before but everything will be okay from here" he said softly. Then, as if he could sense things getting too serious, he added with a grin, "and i am making pancakes, so we are halfway to perfection already"

"oh really?" i teased. "let's test it."

i maintained the eye contact, as i stole another strawberry from the bowl. this time instead of eating it right away, i placed it between my lips, letting it rest there as i looked at him innocently batting my lashes. a hint of a smirk on my face, like a silent dare.

jeonghan raised a brow, amused but not surprised. 

"you are such a menace" he muttered. 

his grip on my waist tightened as he pulled me closer until there was no space between us. his expression turning into something dangerously mischievous.