The morning light in my room is blinding.
*Gotta remember to get a thicker curtains*
I stretched my arms to my side.
Its empty!.
I bolted up and looked around my room.
*where is she?!?*
I took my shirt from the chair and walked out of my room. I heard sounds coming from the kitchen.
As I entered the kitchen I saw her her back as her hips sways at the beat of my song.
*she always loved this song.*
"Is that my shirt?"
She jumped a little at the sound of my voice.
She turned around and scowled at me.
My heart just stopped. Her face is glowing as she turned her scowl to a smile. Pancake batter smudge on her nose. Her long hair in a messy bun.
"Dont do that!
*focus Jun Ki..*
"I said.. is that my shirt?" I asked again smiling..
She looked down the white shirt she was wearing.
"Yup. Looks better on me than you. If I may say so." She turned her back to what she was cooking.
"Set the table will you? Im almost done."
I walked towards the plates & utensils I have in the house. Placed them at the island counter.
The island counter which Olive insisted on getting when she helped me design my apartment.
"Sit down."
I did as what i was told and sat down. She walked toward me with plates on each hand.
"Here we go. An American breakfast for my favorite Korean boy. Eat. You're too thin."
I looked at my plate stacked with pancakes, bacon and eggs.
"Where did you get all this."
"At the store across the street. I told you to stock up on food. Didn't I. You never listend Take outs and fastfood are not good for you "
I looked at her clothes.
"You went out looking like that?!?"
She smirked and nod.
I think I gave the lady in the store a heart attack." She smirked.
I alway laugh when Im with her.. like what im doing now.
We ate in silence. I was waiting for her to ask me questions about Jun Cheol.. or waiting for her to cry...
But she seems fine..
"What do you wanna do??" She asked me.
I looked up from my food.
"Huh?"
"Any appointmets or shoot today?"
I shooked my head.
"Great! I wanna go to Jeju."
She stood up and places her plate in the sink and started to walk out of the kitchen.
"By the way..." she started.
I turned around ans looked at her.
"You boxers are sooooo comfy...."
She lifted her shirt and showed me a black boxer. My boxer
I chocked on my eggs.
She left the room laughing.
