HEAT • Chanrosé

four

The week had been, well, hell would be the nicer way to put it.

She should have guessed that Chanyeol would change the entire menu. Literally everything had either been elevated or replaced with a completely different dish. He had said they would slowly work in the new dishes while replacing the old ones, taking them off the menu completely. On their one day off, always Sunday's, Chanyeol made them come in and learned every single dish. Chaeyoung had been annoyed, Sunday's were her day to not be around all of the raging testosterone. However, her annoyance fell away when Chanyeol picked up a knife.

Her eyes were glued to everything he did. His movements were smooth and fast, it was remarkable how quick he could move while making it look effortless. There was no hesitance in anything he chopped, diced, or sliced. Everything from the sears on the proteins to the amount of salt to the art he created on the plate, was simply perfect. She had been the only once with an once of respect for him, but after that day, Chaeyoung knew the boys saw Chanyeol differently

Junhoe didn't question much anymore and Jungkook didn't scoff at Chanyeol's orders. Though, his blunt attitude still got to them all. 7 days of straight work, but they were starting to work as a team. Learning a whole new curve and flow in what was now Chanyeol's kitchen. Saying goodbye to Junmyeon was the last step, making it official.

"Junmyeon..."

Chaeyoung whined and pouted her bottom lip like a pillow, her eyes filling with tears. She couldn't believe this was it, and yes she was being emotional. The boys and a Chanyeol all stood awkwardly to the side, watching the bright haired girl latch her arms around Junmyeon, refusing to let go as the man just stood still and patted her head.

"Well look who's being dramatic now." Sehun muttered as he sighed in embarrassment for her.

"Is she on her period?" Jungkook whispered out of the side of his mouth, the two others giggling immaturely at his comment. His eyes widened in fear when Chaeyoung swung her head around from Junmyeon's chest, her red hair like a fiery whip.

"Say it again, I dare you." She seethed, though he voice wavered from her emotions.

"Okay, okay..." Junmyeon chuckled, slowly pulling away from Chaeyoung's death grip. "I really have to go now, I have a very early morning flight." His clapped his hands onto Chanyeol's shoulder, "You all are in good hands. I'm sure I'll be hearing about Exodeux all the way in Paris in a couple of months."

"Hm," Chanyeol hummed smugly, holding out his hand to shake Junmyeon's hand in respect. "Try a couple weeks."

Chaeyoung felt her own grin forming as her heart fluttered seeing the Chanyeol smile for the first time. She bit her lip and looked to the ground until she felt a bump of Junhoe's elbow.

"I saw that." He whispered though his smirk.

She chose to ignore his comment and wave as Chanyeol and Junmyeon walked of the the kitchen, giving the two old friends the privacy to say their own goodbyes. "So are we going out tonight since we finally have a day off tomorrow?"

"The strip club?" Sehun rose his brow as he suggested a place the frequented while they all made their way to the locker room. Junhoe nodded his head vigorously in agreement.

Chaeyoung smiled brightly, "You read my mind."

"Why not just a normal bar?" Jungkook groaned.

"Are you gay?" Junhoe whipped around, placing both his hands on the innocent boy's shoulders. "Because if you are, that's totally okay but it would explain a lot."

"What no!" Jungkook assured, darting his eyes to Chaeyoung nervously. "I'm not gay, but why do we have to go to a strip club of all places?"