Life with Super Junior (2013 Kpop Fanfiction)

Dreaming.

Chapter Nine

***Amanda's P.O.V.***

I yawned as i opened my eyes and squinted at the sudden light. What time was it? How long had i slept? Were they back yet?

My senses perked suddenly however when I was hit by the smell of something cooking. My stomach growled. I was starving.

I rubbed my eyes as I sat up, the blanket that someone had placed over me falling off.

All I'd had this morning was a cup of coffee, which i hadn't even finish drinking. And whatever was cooking smelled amazing. I didn't know what it was, but i needed food. Now.

"Amanda!~" someone called out.

I looked over to see Ryeowook at the counter cutting something. "Ryeowook" I said with a small wave.

He smiled back and motioned for me to come over. Standing up, I walked over to see what he needed. Once i was there he handed me the knife and motioned towards the pile of uncut vegetables and the bowl of those already cut. I smiled and took the knife from him, beginning to help while he went to check on the various pots and pans covering the stove top.

When i finished chopping, i gave the bowl to Ryeowook as he continued cooking. He thanked me and I hoevered a few moments longer before hesitantly taking a seat at the counter. Ryeowook smiled over to me.

I need someone to pinch me. His smile was gorgeous. I knew that before i met him. And here he was standing in the kitchen in front of me. I pinched myself. hard. And it hurt. This wasn't a dream.

But it had to be. I started looking around. Ryeowook turned off the tap and looked at me questioningly. "Siwon?" I asked.

He pointed towards the hallway and, as quick as I could, ran down the hallway to the room that I assumed was Siwon's. Thank goodness i was right; Siwon was laying on his bed with his legs crossed in front of him, reading. "Siwon!" I greeted as I took a seat on the bed next to him.

He looked up, surprised. "Amanda? What's wrong? Are you okay??" He asked worriedly.

"This isn't a dream. What do i do?!"

He began to laugh. 

"You dork, " he said, playfully flicking my forehead, "Why would this be a dream?"

"Ryeowook is in the kitchen cooking. And it smells good. And he has a nice smile. And-" 
I cut myself short. He doesn't know that I know about Super Junior.

"Yes, he has a nice smile and he's making lunch. What? Do you have a crush on our Ryeowook?" he grinned.

I sat in silence, staring blankly up at him.

He mocked a confused expression. " You don't love him?"

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"Oh, It's because you love me!"

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"Just kidding... " he said, dropping the act and breaking the eye contact uncomfortably.

I couldn't help but crack a smile at that. Siwon, of all people, was supposed to be the mature one. I had never imagined him being so playful. So childish! Unable to hold it in any longer, I began to laugh, clutching my stomach as Siwon's shock melted into his own laughter.

Someone knocked on the door and poked their head in curiously. It was Ryeowook, "Amanda?" he asked before turning to Siwon and saying something.

"Lunch is ready!" Siwon exclaimed.

I nearly dragged them both back to the kitchen.

As soon as I reached the kitchen I allowed Ryeowook to serve some food onto a plate. Then we all took our seats at the table and dug in. It tasted so good.

Soon after, Kyuhyun shut down his computer and went to get food as well. He sat down in the chair a seat away from me. I greeted him before lifting another spoonful to my face. He raised an eyebrow and turned to Siwon and Ryeowook saying something. 

Suddenly Ryeowook and Siwon began laughing. 

"What did he say?" I asked Siwon.

"Kyuhyun asked if Sora starved you or not..." he explained.

"It's not our fault neither of us can cook..."

At this he began howling with laughter and repeated what I'd said to the two confused boys. Soon the three of them were laughing. Leeteuk walked in, raised an eyebrow and walked back to his room shaking his head. I'm afraid he'll never understand...

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I layed in bed, nearly asleep when someone knocked on my door. Curious, I got up and opened it to come face to face with Kibum. 

"Good night" he mumbled as he scratched the back of his head and smiled.

"Good night." I grinned back.

With that said Kibum smiled (again) and walked down the hall to his room with a small wave. 

 The language barrier was tough, but I was grateful towards the boys who were trying to get to know me regardless. I hoped those korean lessons with Siwon would start kicking in soon. 

As he left, I closed my door once more and climbed into bed, ready to go to sleep.

After a few minutes, I did.

***Eunhyuk's P.O.V.***

I watched from the end of the hallway as Kibum knocked on Amanda's door and they spoke. After, they were both smiling as Kibum walked away with a small wave and Amanda closed her door once more. 

I wanted to talk to her, to at least say good night. But I couldn't, especially after the incident... My cheeks reddened at the thought. 

I know I'm usually shy and quiet around girls. But it's different with Amanda. And it's not just because I embarrassed myself in front of her. Although, that doesn't help. Whenever I see her, or at least when I try to talk to her i just can't. The words get caught in my throat and my whole body tenses.... Maybe I'm sick? I groaned in annoyance.

You know what? I'll go talk to her right now.  

I walked up to her bedroom and was about to knock when it struck me; I cant talk to her. I can't physically have a conversation with her. And all because we don't speak the same stupid language.

I was about to walk away when I heard her heavy, even breathing and I stopped in my tracks. I smiled; she must have fallen asleep. And I don't blame her, a lot had happened today. For all of us.

I yawned and realized just how tired I was as well. I should probably go to sleep too. As I stretched out my back, I walked to my room and flopped onto my bed, not bothering to close my door. I layed there on my back, staring at the ceiling as I became lost in my thoughts of today's event. But soon my eyelids began to droop and I could feel myself giving in to sleep.

Good Night, Amanda.........