NIGHTS → KWON HYUK #Wattys2017

TEN

KRYSTAL JUNG curses quietly as she fans thin sheets of smoke away from her face.

"Dammit" She mumbles with a pout, staring down at her now burnt rice.

"How the hell do you burn rice?"

At the sound of a familiar feminine voice, Krystal jumps, turning around to glare at Jessica who's standing in her doorway, spare key in hand, shaking her head with a knowing smile.

"Only you Soojung."

"I didn't give you a spare key so you could be a creep, you know." Krystal complains, frustration growing with each dish she finds burnt. So maybe cooking wasn't for her.

"My creepiness has paid off, seeing as I get to watch you fail so hard." Jessica states with an amused laugh when she picks up the top to one of her sister's pots only to find an unfamiliar, green substance. But one thing for sure, it was definitely burnt if the way it stuck to the sides of the pot were any indication making Jessica crinkle her nose as she asks, "Seriously Soojung, what the hell were you making?"

"Does it matter?" The younger retorts quickly with another childish pout, "Did you want something? Or did you just come to laugh at me?"

"Initially, I just came to bother you, but this should be much more fun." Her sister replies, plopping her purse down dramatically before seating herself at the younger's island bar with a small smile.

"What are you talking about?" Krystal asks, not quite liking her sister's strange smile. It could only mean trouble.

"You know, watching you pretend that there isn't some guy you like that you're in here trying to bust your ass to cook for because let's face it Soojung, since when do you, of all people, cook-" Jessica replies to which her younger sister rolls her eyes and attempts to defend herself.

"I do cook-"

"And im not talking about the shit you put in the microwave for ten minutes." The elder continues, picking away at her nails before sighing, "Just tell me already. Don't you trust your big sister?"

"No" Krystal deadpans.

"What was that?" Jessica asks, already standing from her stool. Krystal merely shoots her a sheepish smile before taking off, her sister following close behind. The two are in an intense game of chase around Krystal's small apartment when knocking sounds at the front door.

"Fuck-" Krystal curses, dropping the pillow she had been holding up in defense as she tells her sister, "You have to go, now."

"What? Why?" Jessica asks, laughing breathlessly despite her confusion. But her younger sister is already guiding her towards the door by her shoulders, "My purse!"

Krystal rolls her eyes at the exclamation, backtracking to go get the elder's purse. And in the five seconds that it takes, Jessica has already pulled the front door open to reveal a very surprised Hyuk.

"Uh, is Krystal in?" He asks, the shy, hesitance in his tone making Krystal's heart do that stupid jumpy thing.

'Kwon Hyuk, what the hell are you doing to me?' She thinks, trying to calm her rapidly beating her. It was weird, how just the sound of his voice made her the smallest bit happy. She realized she probably looked like an idiot, smiling for no reason, or rather, a reason only she knew.