Taeyong woke up with no one by his side. He looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table and saw it was just nine. He rubbed his eyes and stretched his limbs. The boy doesn't have any plans on getting up yet just because he was still sleepy.

He heard the door opened but he didn't mind it. What caught his attention was the smell of food. His eyes opened and saw Jaehyun placing a breakfast table down on him. Taeyong was surprised.

Taeyong slowly got up and saw a breakfast platter. He pointed at the platter and looked at Jaehyun.

"This is mine?" the boy asked.

Jaehyun nodded, "Yeah. I made it just to use up the grocery that I asked to buy."

Taeyong gets his utensils and started eating, "Have you eaten? This is quite a plate for two."

"No, I'm fine. It's all for you."

The boy nodded, "Thank you."

Taeyong started to eat while Jaehyun just sat infront and reading something on his phone. The boy munched on his food while he tried looking what was the man reading. Jaehyun caught him and chuckled which made Taeyong embarrassed. He let Taeyong read the email and smiled cheekily at him.

"I've got the approval from Vera," Jaehyun uttered.

The boy nodded and goes back on eating, "You didn't have to tell me."

"But you were trying to see what was I doing, right?"

Taeyong rolled his eyes, "I was just checking."

Jaehyun nodded and goes back to write an email. Taeyong looked at the man. He grabbed his glass and took a sip on the fresh orange juice.

"Any plans today? You want to celebrate?" Taeyong asked.

Jaehyun looked back at the boy, "Yeah. How 'bout I cook lunch? It'll be nice if we'll spend some time in the room."

The boy nodded and smiled, "Alright. I'll help you then."

Taeyong wore something casual like a shirt and shorts. He was just watching a movie to kill some time while Jaehyun just stood from sofa to walk his way to the kitchen. The boy turned and looked at the man, leaning against the backrest.

"Are you going to start cooking?" Taeyong asked.

Jaehyun opened the refrigerator and started to look inside, "Yeah. What do you want to eat?"

The boy stood and walked towards the man. He stood beside to look what would be nice for lunch. He has a pout on while he makes up an idea. Jaehyun looked at it and wanted to pinch his cheek at how cute his habit was.

"I don't know. Maybe anything with noodles?" Taeyong uttered, "What do you think?"

Taeyong looked at Jaehyun which flustered the man.

"O-Okay. I'll just make something with it," Jaehyun said.

The boy stood back and let the man to get all his ingredients needed. He sat on a stool by the island and watched Jaehyun who was starting to cut some vegetables. Taeyong swung his legs since the stool was high enough.

Taeyong's attention suddenly went to Jaehyun's wound on his knuckles.

"It looks worse than I thought," the boy uttered.

The man stopped, "What?"

Taeyong pointed at his knuckles, "The remembrance."

Jaehyun chuckled and started cutting again, "Nah, it's fine. It's nothing to yours."

"To mine?"

"Yeah, these wounds are nothing to yours."

The boy looked at the man. Silence went between them. Taeyong sighed and bit his lower lip.

"Don't forget that you also went through stuff as well. Both of us had it bad but still you had the biggest ego to even ask me to give you time to fix everything," Taeyong said.

The man raised an eyebrow at him, "Ego? Really?"

"You're that kind of guy," the boy teased.

"Guess I'll thank my ego for the chance to get what's mine."

Taeyong furrowed his eyebrows, "Wait, yours?"

"You're technically mine."

The boy rolled eyes which earned a laugh from the man.

"Give me that. I said I'll help, didn't I?" Taeyong uttered.

"Cook the noodles instead."

The boy stood from the stool and walked his way behind the man to cook the noodles. Both of them suddenly felt it's their first time living together. It's their first time cooking together since they had maids to serve them and Jaehyun didn't have the time.

Taeyong's going to admit that it's very nice to cook with Jaehyun. It felt like they're just normal lovers doing what they love. It's like they don't own a world known company and isn't making money 24/7. It felt good.

Jaehyun finally finished cutting and turned to place freshly cut vegetables beside the stove with the boiling noodles and Taeyong was watching it. He stood beside the boy but still have a small gap between them.

"I should probably stay at home more," Jaehyun said.

Taeyong raised an eyebrow at him, "Eh? Why?"

"If I could stay at home more, we can do this more often--If we don't get divorced," the man answered.

"I am a busy person, even if you tried adjusting your schedule."

Jaehyun suddenly realized about it. He slowly nodded and scratched his nape. He leaned against the island behind him and crossed his arms.

"Yeah, I forgot. You're the busiest person on earth," the man uttered but he suddenly went flustered when he saw the boy looking back at him.

"I was joking," the man added.

Taeyong sighed and leaned against the island as well.

"I just...dedicated myself to what I should be doing in my life. I thought I should focus on work because that's the only thing I should do."

Jaehyun was staring at Taeyong while he spoke. The boy looked...upset. Jaehyun doesn't know what he should do but he doesn't want to come out rude.

"You know, it's not bad to dedicate yourself to your work. You're the best secretary I've ever had," the man uttered.

The boy chuckled, "I'm your only secretary."

Jaehyun smiled at him, "Exactly. I don't think I could ever find someone like you."

"I suck at doing my job on this relationship."

"If I think you suck, then I would've sign those papers and let you go right away. But...I wouldn't want some other man get an ideal husband like you."

Taeyong chuckled, "Ideal? You're joking."

"I wouldn't have done this if I was joking."

The boy pouted, stopping himself from smiling. The man wanted to pull the boy closer to him but instead, he puts his arm down that was just beside the boy's. His pinky sneakily tied around Taeyong's skinny one. Taeyong looked at Jaehyun who was looking away from him.

The boy looked back at the noodles that were slowly cooking. The pinky around his tightening and felt his heart fluttering.

"I'llmake it work for us."