Hyejin was already awake when the alarm went off — though barely. She blinked against the early morning sunlight streaming into the bedroom, limbs tangled with her ridiculous, warm, impossibly soft boyfriend.
Minho was holding her like a weighted blanket with expensive skincare, his breath soft against her neck. She stirred gently, trying not to wake him yet—
"Where do you think you're going?" His morning voice was rough, smug, laced with sleep and sin. He didn't even open his eyes. Just pulled her closer, burying his face into her shoulder.
"It's my first day as Head Chef," she laughed, voice muffled in his chest. "I should probably show up on time."
"Mmm. You should probably stay right here and let me feed you grapes like a Roman empress."
"Minho."
"Yes, Head Chef-nim?"
She smacked his arm. He just grinned against her skin.
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Cue the most spoiled morning of her life.
He ran her a bath. He gave her a full-on massage while she sat in the bubbles like royalty. He laid out her outfit — sleek white chef's coat with gold embroidery that read "Executive Chef Yoon," tailored pants, and the comfiest shoes he'd splurged on last week.
He even made breakfast. (Technically the cats helped by getting in the way and screaming for food, but it was the thought that counted.)
As she buttoned up her coat in the mirror, Minho came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"You're a fucking vision," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her jaw. "The hottest person alive. Hottest chef alive. The reason I believe in God."
"You believe in God because I look good in a uniform?" she snorted.
"I believe in God because I get to drive you to work and pick you up like I'm your trophy husband."
"You literally run a multi-billion won company."
"And yet, this is the peak of my existence."
He opened the car door for her like a chauffeur and held her hand the entire ride.
"You nervous?" he asked softly, glancing at her from the driver's seat when they stopped at a light.
She shook her head. "I think I'm just... excited. Really excited."
Minho reached over and squeezed her hand. "You've got this. You earned this. And if anyone gives you trouble, I'll release the cats into their office."
She wheezed.
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When they pulled up to the hotel, he didn't let go right away.
"Text me when you're on break," he said. "And after service. And if you get bored. And if someone breathes wrong."
She rolled her eyes. "You're going to be useless in meetings today."
"Correct. I am but a man. Hopelessly in love. Probably going to start a fire just to see you again."
And then—
He kissed her.
Slow, sweet, lingering — a grounding kiss, not hot or rushed. Just full of pride. Of love.
"Go be brilliant," he whispered against her lips.
She beamed. "Always."
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Chasing Perfection || Lee Know
FanfictionHe was her first rival, her first love-and the first to walk away. Now, he's her boss, and she's the last person he wants in his kitchen. But old habits die hard... and so do old feelings. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡🪐༘⋆ Yoon Hyejin, constantly overshadowed by her hig...
