#cllla

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     despite being incredibly wealthy, hunter does not have maids or others to tend to his home, so chaerin is left ringing the doorbell upon her arrival until hunter realizes that the sound is not part of his dream, that it’s 6pm and he should probably be awake. with a whine, the redhead shuffles to the door and clears his throat, leaning on the frame once it’s opened and he sees who’s come.      ❝ look who decided to show up. ❞ he teases, rubbing the sleep out of his eye to the best of his ability before moving aside to allow her entry to his villa. ❝ i’d say sorry t’ keep you waitin’ at the door but i’m not a liar, i had an amazin’ nap waitin’ for you to get here. either way, you’re here now an’ we got stuff to look at. ❞     he leads her to the sitting room, decked with two fairly large couches and signs that he’d spent most of his time here today, as told by the unfolded blanket by the armrest an the half eaten box of sushi placed on the table, chopsticks at rest on the corner of the box as the sticky rice residue served as proof that they’d been used.      they talk briefly about the photoshoot they were to do the following day, about the MAMAs they both attended and another topic is barely introduced before the woman’s eyes fall onto the sushi and hunter groans.       ❝ yah, get your own. ❞ he huffs, though clearly he doesn’t mean it since he’s taking the box into his hands and offering her a fresh pair of chopsticks. ❝ i’m feelin’ generous today, so i’ll share with you. don’t get used to it, hmm. sushi is my favourite food. ❞      keen eyes notice that upon her second piece of sushi, some breaks off and sticks to the base of her neck. he sees her lift a hand to brush it off but stops her, shaking his head. ❝ oh no, no sushi will be wasted in this house. ❞ and before she can protest, he leans forward and mouths the small bit off her neck. he doesn’t find it awkward, he did it for the sushi after all but seeing her facial expression, he just raises a brow.      ❝ what? ❞