#cn;keep

She got up earlier than she usually do to prepare this small, but special breakfast for Yonghwa. Tuna sandwich and a mug of coffee. But the following wasn’t planned.

Once she had packed his lunch and had prepared him two triangles of toasted tuna sandwich, the woman tapped a finger against her chin and thought what would be a good ‘make-up’ deed to do for her husband. He has been working hell hard lately, and she was too occupied with her own business that it had slipped her mind. It was stupid and there was no logical explanation for it. She was at fault and she accept that fully. No alibi, no excuses.

And then, the perfect idea hit her.

I have been terrible to you lately. You have a lot of things going on, happenings. Winning awards after awards and yet, I never said a thing. I remember you saying how you wish a party for your solo as well. I’m sorry I was incapable of hearing you. 

I am deeply happy for you though, regardless of my lack of action and enthusiasm. I really am. No words could express how proud I am of you, I have heard the previews of your upcoming album and they all show a fragment of your sides. I am anticipating the release of the full album, and I will be looking for ward to the charts that you will break as well. You will do great, we both know that already, but I want you to know that I believe that you will do great.

And your reality show, that will be something I’m looking forward too as well. Even though it means you would be staying in your dorm more often, I am still excited as to what I would see in there. You are making your fans extremely happy and proud. Hella proud. I know because I am one of them.

-sighs-

I know, it’s been a hard time for you, and I was rarely there. I’m so sorry, if ever that sorry makes up for anything.

Chaerin wanted to tell you a lot of things but she was afraid that she would come off as nagging you and annoying so while she was waiting for the water to boil (because yes, she actually took the effort of boiling a water and making tea instead of calling the roomservice) she wrote a short letter and was supposed to slip it under your pillow but since she ended up dozing off, the letter remained inside her loosely closed fist.

♫ neo anim andwae No My one and only oh oh oh ♫

Spin. Twirl. Grinds.

Music on full blast, her earphones throbbing with the beat. This is how Chaerin has always like her music, always. It helps her shuts the world away. And with the bass beating with her heart and her members’ voices flowing through her veins, the female started moving around the kitchen, dancing and singing along to the music which meaning contradicts to the melody.

♫It ain’t over til it’s over It ain’t over til it’s oveeeeeer~♫

But what Chaerin didn’t realize was, despite how deep her man was sleeping, he would always, always find out when she’s not beside him anymore.. And the faint noise of her out-of-tune singing is surely hard to ignore.

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Half of his face were buried on her pillow, inhaling the excess scent of her hair in hopes of prolonging his slumber when he heard something. His forehead creased as his eyebrows meet in curiosity of something that sounds quite familiar yet he can’t point out where he has heard it. His lips purses, his eyes squints and his other arm spreads across the bed as if trying to see if his girlfriend is still there or not. Of course… she’s not beside him. "Aish Yonghwa… how do you expect her to still be here when you’re invading her pillow like that?" he muttered, rolling to his back and running a hand through his hair. And then, he heard her again. 

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It wasn’t long until Chaerin finished two pairs of sunny side-ups and is now cooking the bacon and reheating the loaves of bread. The song that’s blasting on her earphones is now coming to an end and the silence that separates one track from another allowed the woman to rest her vocals. But of course, the next song that followed has to be something upbeat as well.

♫ Do it do it do it now~ -guitar play- Do it do it do it now~ -guitar play- ♫

The woman couldn’t help but giggle and shake her head a little. It’s that song that never fails to send her up her feet and make her feel like a teenage girl enjoying a really good concert. And the best part of it is Yonghwa’s voice. She has never made a point about the wonders that Yonghwa’s singing can do to her. Maybe she has become a fangirl, but it undeniable that her boyfriend is indeed a man of pure talent. A great performer, and a very talented singer and song writer. He is a package deal and the training that he underwent to at FNC only emphasized how amazing of a person and skillful of a talent he really is.

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Walking downstairs and noting the absence of his two pets, Yonghwa could only assume that everyone is in the kitchen. After all, that is the only place that Snow and Aki won’t leave them alone no matter what. But as he walks closer, the song that’s being sang has now changed into something that he would recognize in a heartbeat.

I’m Sorry

The male stopped at his track and leaned on the wall, stifling his laughter into silent sobs of chuckles. He covered his face with one hand, how cheeks, stretched as his lips stretches into a cheeky smile. “Aigoo… pabo” he muttered between chuckles and after composing himself and getting rid of his cheeky smile, he sneaked into the kitchen, leaned against the kitchen door with his arms folded across his chest and watches his woman sway her self into an off-tune version of his song.

She looks crazy but carefree, her hair, still undone, her shirt, still crumpled from sleeping and her legs… bare. She went straight here from bed. She looks so precious, so oblivious, so innocent. It was the first time that he’d seen her like this, and he thought she couldn’t get any better. He thought his breath wouldn’t be knocked off him again. But she never fail to steal it from his lungs again and again and again. 

Unable to contain himself, Yonghwa walked over behind Chaerin just as the woman turned off the stove and is about to transfer the bacon from the frying pan to the plates where the eggs are. He wrapped his arms around her the moment he get the chance and pulled her close, which caused the woman to jump a little and almost throw the frying pan out of the stove. The male laughed loudly as she stare at him with wide, bewildered eyes.

"What the—-" Chaerin exclaimed, looking at him over her shoulder. "Good morning, pretty" resting his chin on her shoulder, Yonghwa pressed his lips against the soft skin of her neck. "This looks good" he whispered, running his lips up to the corner of her jaw.

Chaerin shivered, her face still red from the ambush and her body, still frozen. This gained a soft chuckle from the male. He reached over infront of her, take the frying pan and gestured it over the plates. Chaerin followed with her spatula, guiding bacons down frying pan to where they should be.

"How long have you been here?" Chaerin has turned to face Yonghwa the moment they settled the bacons down.

"Long enough to hear your version of my song~" he said, grinning mischievously.

This made the female blush even more, as if her face couldn’t get any redder.

"Aww look at you, getting all shy" Yonghwa cooed, kissing the tip of her nose right after. "I am not getting shy." Chaerin scrunches her nose and looked down, stifling a smile that’s forcing it’s way across her face. "Mmhm? That was a good version though. I love it"

Chaerin couldn’t help but laugh this time, unable hide and stifle any laughter, and playfully hits her boyfriend’s shoulder.