Serendipity | Vkook

Chapter 4

I woke up the next day with smell of pancakes diffused in the air. A smile had spread its way into my lips. If I'm not mistaken, Mrs. Kim was cooking pancakes for breakfast - my all time favorite. I shifted my head to the side and notice that Taehyung wasn't beside me. Oooh la la what a lovely morning to me! Is this the way the heavens payback for all the jinxes I had felt yesterday? I guess so.

I was too preoccupied by my sense of smell that I absent-mindedly stepped into whatever piece of cloth from the polished floor and slipped and whacked my foot against the bedside table.

"Ouch! Ow! Urgh!" I rose my foot in the air as I jump on one foot like a kangaroo freed from the cage. Yeah I can be clumsy sometimes but does it necessarily to have me to be reminded by that?

I inspected what caused me such an incident. I knelt down and saw a fucking brightly yellow boxers. Boxers for Pete's sake! Stupid boxers! Stupid Taehyung for leaving it on the floor!

Lifting it up with my bare fingers, I covered my nose and slam it down on the laundry basket. God seriously, there's a teenage boy who couldn't keep his personal undies to himself. Never have I ever fancied seeing other underwears except for my future husband. Only my future husband. Other than the equation is unacceptable!

After washing my face (because I needed some refreshment to clear off my mind and I wasn't on my handsomest to have a 'woke up like this' look), I headed downstairs and found my nanny assembling the plates on the table.

"Good Morning, Mrs. Kim!" I greeted with my warmest smile. She returned the greeting with the duplicate expression I gave.

Deciding to be a nice human being for once, I offered her a help with those plates but knowing her, she just shoo-ed me again and ordered to wash my hands before eating.

I went for the sink to clean my hands. In the middle of washing, I jumped a bit kind of taken a back when Taehyung appeared out of nowhere. He was wearing a jersey sando and beads of sweat running down from his arms and forehead. Perhaps he went outside early for a jogging or one round of basketball game with his friends I don't know whatever why am I even concern? (Like I care?)

But I care at the fact he was in the kitchen right now. I'm minding where he will go to, or move to so I could perfectly avoid it. Being a bit of a germaphobe, I don't want his sweaty body next to me. I'm studying his movements as subtle as possible but for some reasons the animal noticed what I'm doing and he got a hint of it.

Smirking, he came real close to me attempting to get a plate but his ultimate motive was to make sure to obviously excessively aggressively rub his body between my side and back to transfer his disgusting perspiration towards me. My arm became wet and I got a sticky feeling damping on my skin.

"Ew what the fuck!?" I screamed, face scrunching up as I wiped briskly my skin.

"Ooops, sorry. Y'know our kitchen is small so... yep." He put up a fake smile and proceeded to his doing acting like everything was normal.

My blood boiled split-second hearing his senseless reason. I was on for revenge so I brought my undried hands from the sink and shook it in his face, and droplets of water sprinkled on his hideous face. He clearly did not like what I did as I sprinted towards the dining leaving him before he smacked me or something. Hah he should be blessed though, its waaaaay better than what he did to me! Now I felt I needed a shower.

I sat down on the chair. Mrs. Kim was beside me and Taehyung followed with an annoyed face opposite to me. Our hate for each other unsurprisingly sort of like ceasefired as we devoured into the taste of pancakes under the sweetness of maple syrup.

"Hmm, this is so delicious! Its like I tasted heaven on earth." I uttered,

"Of course it is. My grandma cooks the best pancakes in the town. Even in the entire Daegu! Ah no, in the whole South Korea!" Taehyung exclaimed with wjde and sparkling eyes. Mrs. Kim tapped the hand of his grandson as she looked touched by his compliment.