Arranged Marriage with Luhan

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Jjeolbae’s P.o.V.
I sat down the sofa as I watched the television. Kai’s temperature constantly dropped as our worries decreased.

“Good evening. An extravagant event is supposed  to occur next week, Saturday. Mrs. Clara Hilton will be present at the ribbon cutting of her first branch of Hilton Jewels in this country, South Korea. Her jewels are renowned , worn by notorious celebrities and personalities not just in Europe, but in other continents too.” The reporter said. I looked at her face and she somehow felt familiar. She has wide eyes and a pretty face.

“Hey, that’s noona!” A voice cheered from behind: Chanyeol.

“She is expected to hold a press conference at Lamyeon Malls, South Korea, and she will be having her ribbon cutting at the same day.” She said and turned her gaze at the camera.

“I would also like to remind Park Chanyeol, my dearest brother, to please eat his dinner. Park Yura here, reporting.” She said as Chanyeol bursted out.

“Did you hear that? Noona just mentioned me in the television!” He said and laughed.

“Does she always do that?” I asked as he shook his head.

“No, just this once.”

“So she’s a reporter.” I said in understanding as he nodded. 

“Our family owns a broadcasting network. She works there. She was even given the chance to act, but she really loves newscasting, that’s why she ignored the roles.”

“She must be really committed to her work.” I said as he nodded and sat down beside me.

“Yeah. Noona’s really cool~ And pretty~” Chanyeol said with pride as I laughed.

“Yeah, she really is. She’s a good sister.” I said as he smiled and nodded. I closed my eyes to sleep as he leaned his head on my shoulders.

“Stop it, or do you want your sister to be angry at you? Eat your lunch and don’t be a naughty kid.” I said, shaking him off.

“Alrighty then. What did you cook?” He asked and stood. I stretched my legs on the couch as I looked at him.

“I cooked nothing.” I said and faced the couch, closing my eyes.

“Coooook~~~~” He pleaded.

“I’m so hungry!!” Chanyeol said as I laughed.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“I want to be considerate of Kai too, but I want grilled meat.” Chanyeol said as I faced him, still lying on the couch. He sat down on the carpeted floor and faced my back.

“Grilled meat?” I asked, facing him.

Chanyeol’s P.o.V.

I sat down on the floor and faced her back. I was talking to her about food when she suddenly faced me.

“Grilled meat?” She asked. I felt my heart skip a beat, but it is not because of the shock she gave me, but it is about something else; I don’t know.

“Uh...eh..” I said, not being able to think properly.

“Yes!” I said cheerfully and took a deep breath. 

“Kyeoptaaaa~~” She said and pinched my cheek. This time, my heart beats fast.

She stood up and prepared the meal, leaving me dumbfounded. I shook my thoughts of and went with her on the kitchen.

She took a bag of coal from the cabinet below the faucet and the grill set.

“Let’s go.” She said as I took the grill set from her.

“I’ll help~~” I said as she smiled, it made my heart flutter.

“What are you cooking?” Kai asked, placing his hands on his forehead and leaning on the door.

“Grilled pork.” She said as Kai widened his eyes.

“Could I have some too? Could I? Could I?” He asked enthusiastically. Yes, he’s  acting like a child when he has fever. I  can’t forget that when we visited him.

(Funny) Flashback
Kai has not attended school for days, that’s why we have decided to visit him.

The maids welcomed us with nervous smiles on their faces.

“Do you...really want to see Kai? He’s sick today.” Her mother presented herself, asking, as we nodded.

“Yes, ma’am, we do. Why?” I asked as they looked at each other.

“Well...we don’t want you to see him in this state but...” They said as Kai went out of a room, looking at us.

“Ommaa~~~~~” He said, approaching his mom, with his hands tucked inside his long sleeves and clung onto his mom. We controlled our laughs as we looked away, evading his gaze.

“Oh~ Hyungs~~~” He said sweetly as we smiled widely, not showing teeth, to control our laughters.

“Is he really like this, ma’am?” Kyungsoo asked as her mother nodded.

“Yes, when he was a kid, he roams around the mansion and plays with the maids. He usually is serious, but he gets childish when he gets sick, we don’t know why, but I feel that he loses his matured sense.” She explained as we nodded.
-End—

“You’re so childish.” Jjeolbae teased as I whispered.

“Yeah, he really is, isn’t he? But I think his head aches too much and cannot think properly. That’s why. It reaaally is weird. I have not seen any people like him, and I suppose it is an incurable disease.” I said and laughed.

Jjeolbae raised her hand to check his temperature. I was shocked, and my hand grabbed hers immediately. I don’t know why, but I just involuntarily did it, and checked for his temperature instead. 

It seemed to be decreasing.

“It’s decreasing.” I said as she nodded.

"You want grilled pork too? You won't chew well if you eat." She informed.

"I'll just cut it~ Pleaase?" He pleaded as she nodded.

"Alright then." She said as the two of us headed outside. The breeze is somewhat cold, and I really can't see anything, that's why I turned the lights on.

We settled out the grill set as Chen approached us.

"What are you cooking?" He asked.

"Grilled Pork." The two of us answered. He cheered and went inside the room.

"Grilled poooork!" He shouted as the members popped their heads, drifting their gazes at him.

Jjeolbae chuckled and continued cooking it.

"Jjeol--" I tried to begin a conversation but was cut off.

"I'll join you guys." A voice from the door said. 

"Luhan. Alright." Jjeolbae said without looking at him.

Luhan's P.o.V.

I was walking around when I saw Chanyeol and Jjeolbae together. It really annoys me--first, Kai, second, Chanyeol. I have decided to break in and take my place.

"Chanyeol, I forgot the barbeque sauce at the kitchen, could you please get it?" Jjeolbae asked as Chanyeol humbly went.

"What about Clara Hilton?" I asked, trying to start a conversation.

"I'll be facing her head-on this Saturday." She said as I nodded.

"And what if she is not related?" I asked.

"She is. She was in Paris that time." 

"How did you know?"

"I saw her."