Limerence | k.t.h

Chapter 23

*Nova's Pov*

Making food for the most hungriest people I know can be quite a hassle. Running to one side of the kitchen to another because the kitchen is too damn big for my small self. Shouldn't have said yes to cooking.

"Mom! Ara won't stop crying!" Hyeri shouted from the living room. I took in a deep breath and blew the small hair that was in front my face back to the top of my head.

"Feed her Hyeri. She's probably hungry!" I opened the refrigerator, taking out a bottle of milk and leaving it on the counter for Hyeri to take.

"Where's the bottle?" She ran in, quickly spotting the bottle and running back out the kitchen.

"Hey babe have you seen my shoes? I swear I thought I left it near the table yesterday?" Baekhyun walked in, searching for his shoes that had been gone for weeks.

"No I have not. You have like hundreds of shoes, why does this one matter so much to you?" I pecked his lips, going back to the food.

"I have no idea actually, I just can't find them." He shrugged, brushing my messy hair back.

"Are you talking about the black shoes that was near the table?!" Hyeri shouted,

"Yeah have you seen them?!" Baekhyun hollered back. I rolled my eyes, going back to finish up the food.

"Yeah, I threw them away. They looked ugly and it bothered me!"

I bursted out laughing when seeing Baekhyun's shocked face. His mouth was opened ajar for a couple of seconds until he started chuckling himself. I knew Hyeri threw it away, I helped her.

"Hyeri why would you do that?! Those were my shoes!" He laughed out, walking towards the island and sitting on one of the chairs.

"Mom helped me too!" My eyes widened as I bit my lip, already hearing his footsteps behind me. I squeaked when his hand gripped on my waist.

"You helped her throw my shoes away?" He whispered in my ear. I nodded and continued to cook with my mouth shut.

All of the sudden he poked my ribs, causing me to drop my spoon on the ground but that didn't stop him as he continued to poke my sides until I couldn't laugh anymore.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I laughed out, surprisingly running out of his grip and to the end of the island.

"Who's sorry?!" Someone opened the front door and shouted. I internally groaned, knowing it was Jimin with the guys.

"Our guests have arrived." Baekhyun commented, pecking my cheek and running out the kitchen to greet them.

I turned back to cooking, hearing loud commotions, 'what's up idol boy' and swears being thrown around.

"We have children in this house!" I heard Yoongi remark as the volume lowered. I chuckled and counted down from five, four, three, two, one-

"Hello my peasant it's your king Park Jimin!" Jimin hollered, taking long steps towards me.

"Shut up you bum." I laughed, smacking his shoulders. He chuckled, sitting on his favorite seat, the counter.

"How's my best friend doing on this very fine day?" He asked, picking his teeth with one of my forks.

"I'm just fine except for the fact that I have to cook a whole family meal for you guys because it's my turn of the week." I sarcastically smiled, showing my annoyance. He shrugged and got off the table.

"Well it was Jungkook's and Jihyo's week last week. Then mine the other week. It's your turn buddy. It's the cycle of family meal." He explained, helping me with the plates and cups.