It Has Always Been You

Chapter Extra 1

The café was full of people, as usual. It was still past noon and as expected for every cake shop's 'rush hour', people inside were bustling as customers came in and out. They often crave for sugar to survive for the day, though most of them never stayed long because they, most of the times, buy take outs.

I looked out from the small partition of the pantry and the café proper before turning back, sighing. I was in the middle of baking some croquettes when I suddenly remembered what happened the day after Win and I reconciled.

He kicked me out.

And that was two weeks ago.

I took the gloves off my hands and rummaged for my phone from my pockets., immediately scrolling to my messaging application – hoping that he'd at least send me a text. But there was none that caused me to heave a deep sigh.

"Ohoh!" I turned to the direction where the voice came from and saw P'Mario coming in the room. "What's with the face?" He walked straight to wash his hands on the sink. "Heart problems again?" he asks, turning to me as he smiled.

I awkwardly chuckled to myself, "Nothing, P'." I started fidgeting with my fingers, keeping myself busy. "I just miss Win." I said.

"Huh?" he teased, snickering while wiping his hand with a clean piece of tissue. "Aren't you hanging out with him every single day?"

I shook my head. "I wish I am." I said, turning to the oven when I heard it beep. After I regained my memory, I only got to be with him for a day and then he kicked me out of his apartment. "His deadline is apparently coming so he's not even letting me inside his apartment." I sighed.

P'Mario paused before bursting into a fit of laughter after he heard what I said. It was too extreme that he was turning red, crouching a bit while pounding on the tiled counter. "It seemed like your memories aren't all intact yet." he said once he's done laughing. "He's always like that, you know."

Of course I know that. I know that he also has his own responsibilities and I should understand. But I really do miss him. We didn't get to spend time together. I want to see him. "I know, P'!" I sighed, "I just want to spend time with him to make up for the time when we weren't together." I brushed my nape out of embarrassment. This is so childish.

"Come on..." P'Mario stood beside me, looking straight at the oven. "He needs to work to earn a living."

I nodded, guilt starting to kick in my chest. "That's why I feel awful for feeling this way, P'." I said, "I know that it's for his work but I feel lonely."

P'Mario nodded, patting my back. "Then do you want to release some stress?" he grinned as he leaned closer. "How about a drink?" he playfully raised his brows together with making a gesture with his fingers – that basically means to drink soju.

I pouted, pretending to think while nodding.

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"AHEM!" Both of our attention instantly shifted to the entrance where we saw P'Fern standing, her arms folded on her chest, smiling at us, dark aura emitting from her grin. "How dare you two dilly dally while we're outside working our asses?" she said, tapping her fingers on her arm.

"And it seemed like you already made plans for tonight?" she went on, her words, her voice; her aura automatically sent me warning signs. I felt my hackles rise as I met her piercing hawk-eyes. Oh-oh.