Behind The Silhouette

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"Rise and shine, pretty boy." I could see a silhouette leaning against the window, looking at me.

...

"Hm? What? Who-" I mumbled sleepily under the duvet. Duvet? I thought I fell asleep on the couch? I groaned, settled myself in between the pillows comfortably and slowly droving off to sleep till I heard-

"Jinwooooooo, wake up." I felt someone ruffled my hair. I remove the pillows that are burying me and took a look at the one who messed up my hair. I flushed shyly upon looking at his beautiful curved smile. It's Woobin. I forgot that I had him over last night. Damn, Woobin. His smile is just so gorgeous. It's not the girly gorgeous or pretty gorgeous- his gorgeous is just indescribable. So.. handsomely perfect. The way he's standing in the midst of this beautiful morning is making me melt for him even more. Oh god.

"Stop looking me like that, princess." He waved his hand playfully in front of my face. I blushed.

"Who's looking at you? I was looking outside, okay? I was staring at the sunshine behind you," I lied. Geez. I am terribly bad at this.

"Yeah, right. The sunshine. Or is it me who seemed to be stunning brightly under the beautiful sunlight?" He gave out a cheeky laugh.

"Ew please," I laughed as well.

"Come on and get up. I'll make you breakfast, okay sleepy head princess?" He walked away and headed towards the kitchen.

Pretty boy. Sleepy head. Princess. It has been the third time we're facing each other and he's giving me nicknames? Oh gosh. Am I his already? I shook my head despite of the thought and quickly headed to the kitchen as well.

'I wonder if he could cook,' I chuckled at my own thoughts. If a handsome guy could cook, he would be a total damn perfection.

Soon as I stepped into the kitchen, I scoffed playfully at him. He turned and flashed a smile at me.

"What do you want to eat?" He asked.

"Cupcakes." I snorted evily in my head. I doubt that he couldn't bake.

"Cupcakes? In the morning? Really?" He roamed around my kitchen looking for ingredients.

"Yeah, why? Can't you do it?" I replied with a toothy grin. Oh well, guess he couldn't bake. But I can.

"I love cupcakes, okay? Alright. Cupcakes here we go," he mumbled while sifting the floor and eggs. It seems that he could bake too. Isn't he dreamy? To me he is. Very, dreamy. I thought manly guys like him can't cook. Mino can't too.

"Do you know what am I working as?" He asked while making the cupcake batter. He didn't told me what's his job though. I told him I am jobless, thus he didn't say anything.

"I'm a chef, for your information.-" He what.

"-Mastered in professional baking and received a bachelor in Culinary Arts, while studying in the USA, and having fun.." He laughed at his own statement. A chef?! I am just an unemployed home cook and yet I am so proud while he's a legit chef?

"You didn't told me that you're cook! Or your job that is related to cooking!" I snorted furiously. I was embarrassed, to be honest. But I turned frustrated by the fact that he didn't told me anything.

"Well now I just told you, didn't I?" He smirked. I snorted and dipped my fingers into the batter that he was making.

"You should have done it earlier," I smudged the batter on his face. Aha.

"You naughty kid." He snorted and smudged my face with the batter as well.

"Heeeeeey stop," We both laughed as minutes later, our faces become smudged like a creamy cake. The batter was spreaded everywhere, turning the kitchen into a huge mess.

"Look what happened to the kitchen?!" Woobin laughed while squishing my poor cheeks.

...

"Look what happened to the both of you." A voice appeared through the blinds hanging upon the kitchen door.

The silhouette came back.

He came back.

Mino came back.