The cute cook Park Seonghwa

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It's morning and the first thing I do is run down to the kitchen. I told Seonghwa that I'll make breakfast today to prove that I can actually cook. The way he was surprised because I can make ramen showed me that he thinks that I'm an incompetent girl with no cooking skills.

"You're up already?", I ask surprised. The boy in front of me smiles and takes his seat by the dining table.

"I want to see you cooking. It's amusing to look at you when you're focused", he replies without his smile disappearing, which is really distracting. I feel my face reddening and turn away to take out the needed ingredients.

"Let me make those fluffy Japanese pancakes for you"

Like every time I cook I put my hair in a ponytail and wash my hands. I break some eggs and put the yolk in one bowl and the whites in an other bowl. I then whisk the egg whites until they are stiff.

After that I make a normal pancake batter then gently mix the whipped egg whites into it. Now that the batter is done all I have to do is look for an appropriate pan, which I find minutes later. I go on to put some butter in the pan and pour some batter in it. I repeat this five times and then slice some fruits to decorate two plates. Sprinkling some sugar on the food I hand one plate to Seonghwa and place one next to him.

"Enjoy your breakfast", I smile waiting for him to dig in. Just like yesterday he eats and smiles. The dark haired boy looks up at me with wide eyes.

"Tastes good. Better than I expected", he mumbles.

"Sounds like you don't have any confidence in me", I smile and dig into my own food. Blood rushes up my face when he suddenly takes my hands into his and observes them.

"It's just that your hands are soft and all and you do not look like someone who cooks. I mean why else would your father want me  my mom and me?", he smiles then let's go of my hands.

"Well you know nothing about me. There are a lot of things I'm capable of doing. You'd be surprised"

"Let's play twenty questions so we get to know each other better"

Seonghwa grabs my arm and leads me to the living room. He takes a seat on the sofa patting the space next to him. Obediently I do so and face him.

"Ladies first"
He turns to face me as well and runs his hand through his hair.

"How old are you?"

"I'm 21 years old and you?"

"19. Do you have a nickname?"

"Yes it's MARS (HwaSoeng) or toothless since we kinda resemble each other. Any siblings?"

"I have an older sibling. Do you have a girlfriend?"

Smooth Nara that was so smooth of you. When I look at Seonghwa he's laughing and covering his mouth with his right hand.

"No i don't have a girlfriend do you have a boyfriend?"

"No I don't. It would be pretty stupid to date someone who doesn't even live in the same continent as me"

"Why don't you have a girlfriend? You're not ugly"

" I don't know I guess I'm not interested in girls for now but who knows it might change. Did you have a boyfriend back in the US?"

"I did but he wasn't a great person and he's the reason why I'm here. Do you study at an university?"

"Yes. According to your dad you'll attend the same university. Do you think you can handle living with me?" he asks smirking.

"I think I should ask you the same. Also are you....trying to flirt with me?"

"I don't know. Do you think I'm flirting?"

"Seems like flirting to me"

"Then it probably is"

Rolling my eyes I point at him "It's your turn"

"I've noticed that you haven't said my name yet. Why?"

"Well I don't know if you're one of those who want to be called by their name or honorifics and so on"

"You mean like oppa?"

"Yeah. I don't feel comfortable calling someone oppa"

"Then just call me Seonghwa"