Chanyeol: Pop?
He perked his lips in a way that was coming for a kiss and questioned right to my face, in that position. I could feel there was no space between us and I blinked slowly when he took me towards the bed gripping me still in his arms. My consciousness woke up when he placed me on the bed and I tucked my hair behind my ear nervously, like a teenage girl do in front of her crush. Why did I do that? Idk either

Chanyeol: Are you ok?
he asked worriedly at my lifeless visage sitting on the bed right next to me

Y/n: It's exactly the sam-
Before I finished my sentense, my stomach reminded me to feed her again with a growl and I sighed biting down my lower lip in embarrassment

* Do you have to grizzle now? In front of him? Just go dance GROWLLLLLL *
I clenched my jaw back and forth slowly cursing my own tummy in my head. After that silence took place between us like always

Chanyeol: Umm, let's have dinner first
As soon as he advised, I nodded harshly and crawled off the bed obviously desperate for the meals

Y/n: Yeah, yeah, dinner
I rushed outside of the room not willing to grow my embarrassment, but I just already catered myself the most embarrassed experience

~•~

At dinner, I pleased my tummy with every food we had on the table and forgot about the logo in no time. I ate double of my ability at the table since I missed my lunch and there, I didn't realize that too many eyes were staring at me. My eyes roamed across the table with still hanging noodle strings from my mouth, and found out that I wasn't behaving well at dinning table. So I faked a cough and straightened up my spine on my seat with a grave visage retaining back my solemn composition

Y/n: Ahem
Then I graciously took a sip on the juice of my glass. They all reluctantly minded their own business back and looked away, letting me relieve with a sigh

* God only knows how much I'm hungry right now *
I sweater under my breath and continuously pretended as a stable human being, when I wasn't. And after long 15 minutes, his parents left the dinning room and headed to their bedroom leaving an appetizer. I watched them, walking into the room and closed their bedroom door, so that I could have my desert without worrying if people were inspecting me or not

It's like a hell, living with people who don't love food when you are a professional eater. At that time, I totally forgot the important business and only focused on my food. I opened the fridge to find some sweet deserts for my still hungry angry tummy. But I saw nothing except some lettuce, cabbages kimchi, and some curries. I sighed in disappointment and approached Miranda who was washing some dishes at the basin

I was about to ask if she knew where was MY appetizers but I paused my lips from coming out of any words cause I saw Chanyeol entering the kitchen. I pressed my palms on the kitchen bar while pressing my butt with it's frame and acted like nothing weird was happening. He took a confused glimpse and walked straight to the fridge not minding my presence. He took out a bottle of water and poured a large amount of liquid into his mouth. By the time I should be worrying about my appetizers, I was staring at him. Three first buttons were unbuttoned and the way his Adam apple moved along the flow of water entry caught my full attention

Chanyeol: Are you asking Y/n, to clean the dish again, Miranda?
My hallucinations were erased by his stern voice and I was startled a little. Poor Miranda was also frightened by his raspy tone which could command everyone in one second to obey him. Except that raspy hard tone of him and tall height, he was all purely idiot

Miranda: No, sir. I, I am not asking, sir
She answered rather confusingly or dreadfully at his question before she focused back on her work of washing dishes

Chanyeol: Aren't you sleeping, Y/n?
He then again looked at my direction detecting my all motions in details like an inspector and I elastically pulled my sleeves over my fingertips in nervousness

Y/n: Umm, that. I will, later
I replied shortly maintaing my words hardly not to stammer and he just hummed at my answer immediately

Y/n: Go to sleep. It's late
I gestured him to leave the kitchen and he nodded with a smile appreciating my care for him. Then he left the kitchen with a bottle of water in his grip. I waited him till he disappeared from my sight and headed to up the stairs. After that, I heard a door slam and when I thought he was completely in the bedroom, I again swifted my steps towards Miranda. Because of my sudden approach, she cringed back frighteningly, also making me gasped in awe

Miranda: Ma'am. Do you need something?
She wondered while pressing her palm on her chest, as if she just slipped escaped a heart attack. I tucked my hair strings behind my ears and pressed my lips in a thin small line, preparing for my request

Y/n: Why aren't there any appetizer in the fridge?
I lowered my voice than before blocking people from afar not to hear me and looked for an answer from her eyes innocently

Miranda: Yoonhae ma'am told me to remove some cakes and ice-cream out of the fridge, since they are rancid and out of date
She said rather thoughtfully and comfortingly already deciphering my sad endeavour

* My ice cream, hm mmh umm *
I gradually lowered down my head slinging it in the air and looked at my socked feet with despair while pouting slightly. I was able to control the urge to eat like a beast at the back dinning table because I thought there would also be my ice cream after my dinner. And the reality was empty

* Literally nothing? So, am I not eating anything? NO WAYYYYYYY *
I conceived slyly beyond normalisation with an overthinking and there I needed someone's hand. Also there was only Miranda and right away I painted the cheesy smile back to curl on my lips

Y/n: Miranda, buy me some ice cream
I pleaded more like patronising while scooting closer to her. She glimpsed at me and took off her gloves slowly. I assumed that she finished washing up and a glint of hope enlightened my hope. But then she placed the gloves aside the basin and sighed before she shook her head rapidly leaving me frustrated and confused by her action

* Don't say no no no no no. Just say yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah *
I wished and wished and prayed

Y/n: We will go.... buy an ice cream, huh?
I whined and nagged as mild as malleable as a child with our intention to have her approval

Miranda: It's half past 8, ma'am. I have to go back home
She asserted a reasonable motive politely from her angle but I was too stubborn to give up easily. So, I clasped her arm and nibbled continuously. She was awkward at my clinginess and frozen at her spot

Y/n: Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Please, please
I groaned and whimpered cutely desperation written all over my face and manners like I was possessed. That wasn't my true self. I rarely acted cute in stable mental state but my mind was only captured in the thought of eating and my manners became completely abnormal and bizarre

Miranda: Ma'am, I-

Y/n: NO, pleaseeeeee
I immaturely whined over and over again cutting off her complaint before it even started to form. There's nothing I could do by that time, for real

" I'll buy you "

A sudden declare, which clambered from behind me, took my all child was away. I turned around and saw him already behind me intimidating with his fierce eyes penetrating my soul through my eyes. I unknowingly let go of Miranda's arm and stared at him instead with a daze. He had his cap already on his head and a black hoodie on his body matching with dark blue jean on his lower part. He seemed to change himself when he went in the room readily for what came next. And there I realized

* He heard me from the start *
Right after I knew the truth behind his nonchalant expression, I needed to show him my exhibition

Y/n: No you don't
I declined looking back to Miranda a little irritatedly with my eyes threading her partially. She scratched her neck scarily and avoided my gaze immediately dodging her head to the left

Y/n: Miranda WILL do
I sharply demanded and gritted under heavy breaths hinting Miranda to agree with me, but she didn't seem to see eyes to eyes with me. She looked behind me instead of my eyes and nodded obediently as if she received an order wondered me who could that be non other than the human being behind me. Then she picked up her bag on the counter and left the house harshly

Y/n: What the-?
I cussed in silence and turned back to face the mood killer with a smirk on his lips. I recognised him signing Miranda to leave and all I could do was shooting glares towards his face

Chanyeol: I'll buy you. Let's go
He took out his key in his pocket and leaded to the exit. But after a few steps, noticing my steps weren't behind him and not following him, he craned back confusingly. He shrugged his shoulder cluelessly and paused on his spot gesturing me to come over. But I just shook my head reluctantly and let my back face him while walking away from the exit

* Duh, who said I'd borrow a hand from him? *
I folded my hands crossing my chest and slowly stepped onto the first stair acting like a cool kid at highschool. Tho my body ventured against my urge, my tummy couldn't deal with it. I could feel it trembling and grumbling in slow beats. Therefore, I couldn't help but expected him to call out my name. Contrast to my desire, nothing was flown out of his mouth

* One *
I counted in my mind quietly and crossed first two staircases with light clear mind. Still I was light and formal

* Two *
More two staircases were passed and still no respond rolled out of his tongue starting to shudder my hope slowly

* Two, one by two *
It started to crush and scrambled my dream from verges and I admitted myself I needed to swallow something

* Thre- no, I'm done *
I couldn't let myself hungry acting tough and full because of my pride as of my dignity could feed me. So at eighth staircases, I turned back before I finished my count, deciding to agree him. But before I could said, he pleased me with a beg

Chanyeol: Please, let me take you there
He poutingly dragged himself towards me with a pair of impeccable puppy eyes. I was happy and somehow disappointed at his weak reaction that he gave up easily on me. A man should be tough and decisive not be a flake. But, I acted cool and languished my steps off the stairs

Y/n: Do you know 24/7 opened mini store
I fastened off the stairs happy and desperate. Once I asked, I walked pass him and leaded to the garage more exuberant than it should be. He was shocked at first but he quickly caught my speed and accelerated his movements to the car

Chanyeol: Yeah, I know
He murmured quietly catching me up in a millisecond with his big feet. I hopped on my slipper and took a seat at the front. I really appreciated his concern to my needs and I was ravished with delight. The car idled by the street where a small dessert shop existed

* Ice cream, you cream, gimme dat gimme dat ice cream *
I murmured in silence during the drive without his acknowledge, whilst he continuously wore a grave expression. As soon as I stepped out the car, a mere cold breeze prodded my bare curves and thighs skin. I realized that I was wearing a hoodie and shorts. I closed my legs and folded them creating some warm rubs. He leaded into the shop without parking the car which left me astonished

Y/n: You need to park it, don't you?
I poked his shoulder and attempted to grab his attention

Chanyeol: Parking takes so long. I don't wanna make you hungrier
When he specific mindedly reasoned like that, no complain came out of my mouth. That should be regarded as red card since he's beyond resistance of my limit, to not think he's someone else rather than I believed as a bastard

* Kind *
He made me rectify my view into 90° from 45°

< END OF CHAPTER 14 >