Merry Christmas y'all ~_*

Life is so hard without that fucking Chef, it was a week.

He hadn't called or texted.

I just kept looking at his last text.

From: Shun <3
A month from now
I invite you to my restaurant everyday.
Until then..

I hadn't replied or anything but I read it almost everyday. Hoping he'd call or some shit.

I kept working till I was dead tired and then I'd just sleep.

For real this guy was being a bitch to me. After a long day I layed back on the bed and I heard my phone ring.
I picked it up hoping it was him but it was mom.

"Hey mom"

"You didn't tell me that your boyfriend was 'the chef Ibusaki"

"Uhh what do you mean?"

"He's a judge in master chef Australia"
"Oh" that explains why the man won't call.

"He's had a TV show which-"

"Yeah mom I know he didn't want to show anymore of his weird cooking so they stopped telecasting it"

"So you're dating him?"

"Yeah.."

"How's he with other things?"

"Tch ew ma no"

I hung up quickly and put the covers over myself.

So.. masterchef huh?

My phone started buzzing again and I picked it ready to yell at mom.

"Hey" I heard a very familiar voice.

My heart raced.

"Misora?" Shun said and I shook myself out of my dazed state.

"Uh hi" I managed to choke out.

"If you're sleeping I can call you-" He said and I interrupted him.

"No no no" I said and leaned in to his voice. Ugh I missed him.

"I can't see you.. we're on face time" He said and I flipped the phone, he was wearing shades. Hello hot.

"Ok deal with my shitty appearance" I said and got up turning the light on.

"You look nice" He said and I wanted to punch him to make me feel like this.

"It's been a week and a half" I said trying to make him realise.

"I know I'm sorry I was busy with I want you to see this" He said and I looked behind him to see someone like Ryoko.

Maybe just a hallucination.

He flipped the camera and I saw his flip flops and cream coloured chinos. Then it was a scene of a lovely restaurant. Named Shibu's.

The inside was amazing but it was under construction. There was a sea view. Wow. Prefect.

"Like it?" Shun asked.

"It's marvellous Shun" I answered and he flipped the camera back to himself.

"I'll call you back later okay?" he said and hung up.

"Love you hon" I said though I knew it wasn't heard.

The after a few days after work Martin called me for dinner and I said yes because why not?

I came back home and I received a call.

Probably dad.

"Where are you going at this hour?" Shun asked.

Wtf.

I was leaning on the couch. I run my hands through my hair and let out a sigh.

"These are my work clothes and Martin took me for dinner" I said.

"I see you've been having a nice time" He mocked.

"Yeah you seem like you are too" I said, annoyed but he was in a tux so I didn't take my eyes off him.

Black suit and a fucking black silk shirt. His tie was loose.

"This trip is purely business" He said and before I could reply he continued "I'll be there soon with you to do otherwise" He said.

"Don't say such things so casually" I blushed. Mood shift.

He just shrugged and then there was a voice and he nodded.

"I need to attend a meeting I'll call you-" He was about to say.

"After another week" I said and he sighed.

"I'll talk to you later Misora"

"Whatever" I said and turned away.

"Hey.." he said and I looked at the camera.

"I'll make it up to you". He smirked and I smiled.

I hung up and just like that a week passed by.

I knew he was busy but this busy?

Fuck it. I had work to do.

So I finally finished the presentation and because of numerous clients and deals Martin combined everything into one.

We all were dead by evening so he let us go home.

I got home and changed into old denim shorts and a humongous hulk tshirt and crashed on the bed.

I woke up to the door bell.

What? Who at this hour?

I took a vase to hit the person because they closed the key hole so I couldn't look through.

I opened the door ready to hit the person but I was greeted by a voice.

"Hello there sleepy head" I looked up to see..

Shun. 

He was early? Before I could process what was happening he came closer and held my waist.

My eyes were open wide, fear, relief and what not splashing through my gut.

But they closed as soon as he lift my chin up and kissed me. He got inside and my vase fell on the floor not breaking.

He closed the door by pinning me to it and then latched it with his free hand.
We moved towards the table next to the door and he lifted my thighs to place me on the table dropping a few things in process.

"Someone.. couldn't.. wait.. to.. see.. me huh" I spoke between his kisses.

He broke apart for a second and said "that.. and other things".

He took my legs and wrapped them around his waist and my hands held on to his neck. He carried me up till the couch.

I leaned on the arm rest of the couch and he took me by surprise, caressing my bottom lip with his tongue. I fell flat on my back on the couch and laughed because of the awkward situation.

"We shouldn't have hurried" I said.

"I agree" He laughed and walked to the other side of the couch where my face was. I could see him upside down.

"God, I missed this" He mumbled and kissed me and I broke apart. "Shun. neck. Hurts" and he nodded and picked me up bridal style, started  walking towards my room.

He couldn't open the door so I jumped off his arms and opened it.

He saw the room and put his hands in his pockets.

"Nice room" He stated.

I hugged him tight and pushed him on the bed so I was on top of him.

I looked into his eyes after moving some of his back and he pecked me on my lips. I felt like I was being lifted up into the air but my head hit a pillow, he was on top now.

"Not so fast, I'm not done here" His hands held my wrists up in place and his breath was lemony.

I unbuttoned his grey linen shirt and he slid his hands out of it, tossing it aside with great care.

He slowly and gently undressed me, not letting his skin clash with mine.

He didn't look at me but my insecurities crept up to me.

He nipped on my neck with his teeth for a while and I was so embarrassed about moaning.

"Those noises are attractive to me" He said knowingly.

I didn't say anything, was I about to regret this decision?

His body was perfect like someone had sculpted it. Hey he didn't have so much muscle a month back.

"Steroids?" I asked, tracing his biceps with my finger.

"Don't trust them" He said, impressing me.

He run his hands along my bare waist and he stopped when he saw some stretch marks.

"I wouldn't mind more of you" He said and continued to kiss me. 

That's when I realised he was it.

He was going to go all the way and he kept asking me if I was sure.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked.

"Hai bakayaro finish what you started!" I whisper yelled.

And he did and it hurt like a motherfucker but later it was totally worth it.

He was laying next to me and I turned away from him.

"Are you cold?" he asked, putting his arm around me.

"No umm I'm just hungry" I answered.
He got up and picked my clothes up and placed them on the bed.

"Kitchen in 5" He said and walked off.

He wasn't wearing his shirt. I somehow got up with backache and lower body pains.

I wore my shorts and top sitting on the bed and when I was about to get up, I couldn't stand.

At least I had wooden flooring instead of tiles. Will that decrease the impact tho?

Before I knew it I felt a hand grab my forehead and the other on my torso to lift me up.

Perfect timing.

"Thanks?" I said holding onto his shoulder and balancing myself.

"I was expecting this to happen" He said and walked off after I was fine.

I baked cinnamon rolls and made him coffee.

"Oh they're not bread rolls" He said and smelt them.

"Uh huh" I said washing my hands again after the baking.

He washed his hands and immediately made a sugar syrup.

"What are you making?" I asked sipping my coffee trying to peep from the dining table.

He chopped something and put it in the syrup, stirring it.

"Here" He said and kept a bowl in front of me.

Strawberry syrup. We both took a bite at the same time and he closed his eyes!

"I could let you make desserts in the restaurant, these are perfect" He said.

"I'd rather cook just for family" I answered and got up to wash the dishes.

I wiped my hands on a napkin and passed him one, he refused.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and when I was going to respond to what I thought was a hug he brushed his wet hands on my tshirt.

I glared at him and he winked at me.

I'm going to die. I'm going to die. He's so hot.

He put the covers over me and I put an arm around him. His fingers were caressing my hair.

"Hey Shun?" I whispered.

"Hmm?" he hummed.

"Why didn't you.. um.. obsess about ..umm aren't men usually obsessed about chest fat?"

"I guess" He answered.

"Are mine like... ugly or weird?" I asked.

He chuckled.

"No Misora, you're beautiful I thought I'd save that for our if we have any chil-" and his phone rang.

He got up and picked the phone.

On the other line I heard a female speaking "baby please I miss you come back and touch me"

Wait what?