He blew my lids and my eyes a couple of times, and then stroke my eyes lids soothingly to ease my pain. Suddenly he put all his movements on an hiatus. I couldn't feel his breath on my face just could feel his touch on my jaw and cheek. Only the breeze which came across the window was alive. Everything was in a pause

Y/n: Chanyeol?
I checked out if he was still alive by calling his name out

" Hacheeee "
With my sudden sneeze, I pulled him out of his fantasy. His movements revived and he pulled his hands away from me

Chanyeol: Why didn't you close your eyes? I told you to close, didn't I?
He turned his body towards the kitchen bar neglecting me and I already headed to the basin to rinse my eyes. It didn't hurt that much and cool water slowly helped easing my pain. But the problem was I couldn't stop sneezing

Y/n: But you said I didn't close my eyes in front of a man, didn't you?
I barked back and cleaned my face with the towel. My words captured him in an trance and he was frozen again whilst I took off the apron on my waist

I took myself a seat in front of the counter leaving all responsibilities of making cinnamon to him. I picked up the apple on the table to take a bite avoiding the first bite of him when he was yet quiet and frozen. So I impatiently flicked my fingers in front of him

Y/n: Stop day dreaming
He looked away from my eyes and frustratedly licked his dry lips moisturising them a bit. I again took another bite of the apple since it's tasty, juicy and sugary

Chanyeol: Yeah, I did tell you not to close your eyes
He admitted and took out an handkerchief from the drawer before he used it to conceal the bowl in which dough existed

* Another one hour to sleep the dough, god dammit, I'm so sick of this *
I depressed just with the thought of wasting another hour of my holiday for that dough. I placed my chin on my palm which was depending on the dinning table sighing with full of boredom. He sat down beside me and snitched the apple in my hand

Chanyeol: I believe this is my apple
He declared his possession and took a big bite fussily with no reluctance about the fact that my lips kissed the surface of apple. He was just enjoying the apple impeccably whilst me who was knowing I kissed the apple and he's devouring viciously now was a implicit skinship, in one word, KISS

Y/n: Whatever
I titled my head to him and scoffed him about the childishness of his words slightly exclaiming his usual giggles

Right then I felt worrisome firming in my stomach again. I really needed to meet Jongdae and find out the relation between the candy shop and my mom. As Chanyeol gave me Jongdae's number at that morning, I decided to talk to Jongdae

Chanyeol: Where are you going?
He questioned me who was exiting the kitchen quickly with swift steps

Y/n: To our room to take my phone
I casually said out but he seemed to be amused by some reason and he looked down with a satisfied smile. I couldn't guess what was on his mind and I just ran up to the stairs shrugging the curiosity why he smiled out of a sudden. I quickly picked up my phone which was on nightstand and dailed Jongdae's number

Y/n: Hello, is this Jongdae?
I politely questioned as soon as my call was picked up and at the other line, his voice appeared approving at once

Jongdae: Yes, I'm Jongdae, and you are...?
He also questioned me back and I sat down on my bed before I answered

Y/n: It's Y/n. I, I wanna ask you something
Awkwardness to someone I knew a few days ago was reluctantly bothering me at working out on my words. Also, the gear of hearing him might refuse about answering me, was hunting me

Jongdae: Oh, yeah, I'll answer you honestly of course
I was relieved that he didn't think of me as a weirdo and embraced me with cordial at our first time deep conversation

Y/n: Thank you Mr. Jongdae
I thought of talking about the lollipop and opened my mouth but was cut off by an unpleasant remark

Jongdae: You can ask me anything, Mrs. Park
He called me honorifically which I didn't like to be called obviously he also acknowledged about that too and he's intentionally goading me

* Is he making fun of me? What is this situation? *
Here comes my first premise for him

Y/n: Y/n, it's Y/n
I tagged him a correction immediately as if I was blasted with infuriation and there, I could hear him gasping and chuckling completely enjoying my response

Jongdae: Well, then, you have to call me Jongdae. Cut off the mister part. You're making me an old man
A sudden rejoice of his remark was somehow filled with joy and softness, showing me he was a good funny guy and the clumsy talk of his was the type of him just being tactless unknowingly

Y/n: Well, Jongdae, I-

Jongdae: Yes, it's me
He interrupted again but I only giggled at his overloaded cuteness. I wasn't angry or mad that he was a joker since I had learnt about his personality

Y/n: I wanna know where you got the lollipop that you gave to Chanyeol
I emphasized the words to let him know that I was serious not just playing around. I clearly didn't want him to make any joke more in our conversation

Jongdae: And, why? Is there a reason
A second thought, his tactlessness was the obstruction of his affability. He could create anger in someone's heart and he angered me

* Of course, you idiot. Would I ask you with no reason? *
I sighed a breath and calmed myself down stopping my self talk

Y/n: Yes, there's a reason. And can you now tell me where you got that?
I rushed him and beyond response, he was silent for a few seconds. He seemed to be thinking something deeply and I gave him the best time to rewind his memories

Jongdae: I don't remember where I got that
He surely had some power to drive people crazy

Y/n: What did you say?
I was speechless and mad at how he looked stupid. It took me a minute straight to bring back my calm composure

Y/n: Then bye bye
I was about to hang up the call but he yelled from the other side just so out of blue

Jongdae: Y/n, wait wait Y/n
I decided to give him a chance and put the phone near my ear again

Y/n: What?
I immediately realised why Chanyeol was like that and who moulded him to be that impeccable. Of course, the culprit was Jongdae

Jongdae: I remember now. I remember now
He giggled trying to be as cute as he could not quoting the title of a CO-CEO. I wasn't sure if a man with high position could be that carefree and ludicrous

~•~

The conversation with him was like that. He kept joking and rarely answered me solemnly. The type I hated most. Jongdae was that type. Never gave seriousness to the other and joked around. It's hard to handle him when he kept being less serious but some way or somehow, I could note the place where he got the lollipop

When I looked at the time on my phone screen. It was five passed 1 in the noon. I placed my phone in my sling bag and slid my left arm in the strap of the bag

Before I left the house, I first thought of checking on Chanyeol. So I turned my path towards the kitchen. He was
setting the time of the oven. As soon as he saw me, he astonished with a smile

Chanyeol: Wow, where are you going?
I took a peek at the oven over his shoulder and backed to him

Y/n: I gotta go to the candy shop. I got the address
I alertly informed and turned back to leave the spot. Then I felt a grasp on my elbow right before I was pinned to the back

Chanyeol: At least, go after tasting a cinnamon roll
He forced me to take a seat and went back to the oven again. As soon as he finished putting the gloves on, he opened the oven and I could waft the fresh warm smell of cinnamon. I couldn't help but gulped with the hanger

Chanyeol: Take a bite
He brought a roll right to my lips and motioned me to open my mouth. Brown sugar was perfectly melted inside the roll and the warmth stroke my snout giving me more excitement to taste it. So I licked the edges of my lips and cut out a small bite into my mouth with my teeth. It tasted thickly smooth and sweet. I was right. He's a brilliant chef

Y/n: It tastes excellent, but your mom would find out asap that you made this
I said worriedly while making an unhappy face. Then I nonchalantly grabbed the roll from him and continued eating

Chanyeol: You don't have to pass her test. You're already qualified for me
He dusted his hands and laid them on the counter. Then his piercing states laid upon me candidly wanting me to believe him

* Smooth huh? What a flirt? *
I regarded him that he was playing around. But the fact was, the bond between us was slowly tangling and I would be a fool if I didn't feel it. I felt him a step closer to my heart everyday. He surely deserved what he wanted. Only the problem was that I wasn't sure if I could give him what he wanted

~buzz~buzz~buzz~

My phone abstractly vibrated and I pulled it out of my bag cutting off all tension between us. The id caller shown on the screen exaggerated my brows up to the sky. It was dad. I picked it up as fast as I could and answered the call

Y/n: Dad
As soon as I named that, Chanyeol's face became hectic and he blinked in a fast pace full of excitement. He really did scare of my dad

Chanyeol: Your dad?
He whispered nervously and I nodded before I focused back to the call

Doyoung: Honey, it's holiday and I thought of having a date with my little girl. What about a cinema date with this old man?
Dad's cute request got me smiling uncontrollably and I immediately agreed not even considering much

Y/n: Well, the one and only Mr. Oh is asking me out and, it'd be a shame if I reject that
I felt a pair of eyes sinking upon me and when I raised up my head, I saw Chanyeol perking his ear to dad and my conversation quietly. Such a curious sneak kid

I knew I was jammed in a situation but I couldn't decline his offer. I thought like I could solve the mystery next weekend. Overall, I'd been missing him and I chose him as my priority

Y/n: Dad, then I'm coming over. Wait for me there, huh
I hanged up the call and quickly swifted closer to the tray of the cinnamon rolls. He stared at me cluelessly while placing his hands both on his waist

Y/n: Patch me some of these
I pointed the rolls with my index fingertip full of thrillers

Y/n: I gotta being them to my dad. He'd love them
He was amused at my compassion I laid upon dad and quickly got down to the task of packing. I shoved the lunch box with cinnamon rolls in my bag and reached to the entrance, but he harshly yelled out my name. With one feet shoved into my shoe, I looked back at him

Chanyeol: Mmmh mmm mmmh
He hummed while scanning my whole body carefully while I just winced at his weirdness

Chanyeol: Coat? Check. Socks? Check. You can go now
He permitted me as if I just asked his permission to go meet my dad. He then walked away while I still didn't get him well. Before I stepped outside, he came back again with such hasty expression. That man was quite weird lately

Chanyeol: And here, you can drive right?
His voice was husky and airy. I just didn't understand all his manners well and I shook my head slightly reflecting myself a question

Y/n: Is this, your car key?
He only gave me a heavy nod with pressed linear lips forgetting me what to talk next as a gratitude

Y/n: Thank you
There's no better words in my head by that time except that two words. Quite not believing in his concern, I set forth the engine having a loaded doubt upon the rights I'd been experiencing that morning

< END OF CHAPTER 18 >