The K-Pop Dream 59 Hora Pov

..... HORA POV...

As if by ritual, I wake up and turn on my side checking the time.

It's 5:55 am, the sun hasn't risen yet, leaving my apartment still pitch dark.

After I get out of bed, I head to the en suite bathroom.

Turning on the light, it illuminates the room around me.

Proceeding to have a quick shower, I get dressed putting on a light blue faded jeans, white T-s.h.i.+rt and overlay it with one of Dylan's grey hoodies which I've borrowed, pairing it with white sneakers.

After blowing my hair and putting on a light foundation, I grab my round framed gla.s.ses and leave my home making my way next door.

Before I enter, I type in the all too familiar pa.s.s-code to my neighbours door: 290391

I can't help but feel very warm knowing that his taken such care.

Only he could be as cheesy, as having my birthday be his pa.s.s-code.

When I open the door, I find clothes laying on the floor and shoes scattered all over the front entrance.

Placing them into an orderly fas.h.i.+on, I put them in the rack and make my way over to the kitchen.

Seems like Dylan had guests over last night again.

For a person who says he doesn't have friends, he sure as h.e.l.l has a lot of acquaintances. I don't mind though, it's not every day I get to meet celebrities.

Moving to the kitchen, I ransack the cupboards for flour, salt, b.u.t.ter, eggs and milk.

While I'm busy making the pancake mixture, two females come from one of the guests rooms and we stand stunned for a second.

They ogle me up and down, confused as to my ident.i.ty. While I'm temporarily checking if my eyesight hasn't betrayed me.

Granted they are not all put together, but they are definitely Han Hojoo and and Moon Won!

Dylan told me they went out drinking but he never said anything about the staying the night.

" h.e.l.lo" I greet, slightly bowing.

" Ah h.e.l.lo" The respond in unison. Their voices still a little dazed and weak from sleep.

"And....you are?" They interrogate, raising concerns as to my ident.i.ty

"I am Bae Joo. Dylan's uhm... girlfriend" I answer.

"Dylan has a girlfriend!!" Hojoo asks

"You live together?" Won follows up.

Answering their questions one by one "Yes. I guess he does. And no, we don't live together. I stay ... nearby."

"What are you doing here so early then?" Hojoo continues

I point to the kitchen tools and the bowls filled with the pancake mixture, "Making breakfast"

"Do you do this everyday for Dylan?"

Shaking my head profusely, "Not everyday but quite often"

"How lucky"

Sungi-hyung subsequently emerges from the other room and greets loudly, "Morning!"

"Joo, what are you making today?" He asks excitedly

"You've met her before? " Hojoo interogates

"Yeah, she's dylan's little housewife"

"Why didn't you tell us, he had a girlfriend!"

"Should I? I mean isn't it obvious" He motions with an open hand over his face.

I think his trying to iterate that with Dylan's looks its not surprising.

I don't disagree with that statement though. If he was a little more of a bad boy and not such a nerd, I'm pretty sure girls would flock to him.... Not that they don't already.

"So I repeat, What you making this morning Baechu?" He asks again, even using the nickname Dylan uses.

"Baechu?" Hojoo questions

"Yeah, that's what Dylan calls her. Cringy right" Sungi teases

"Very!" I answer, "But I like it. Don't tell him that though"

They laugh at my unexpected bluntness finding it charming.

"I'm making pancakes, You want some?"

"Definitely!" He answers brightly

....

Subsequently, with a greased up pan firing. The batter makes contact and releases sounds of satisfaction and sizzle.

While I manage, the heat ensuring that it cooks thoroughly while not burning it at the same time. Quite a delicate process.

All the while, I'm being questioned by one of the two female celebrities. Trying to find out as much information as they can in one morning.

"So, how did you two meet?" Hojoo questions

"At school"

"Oooh high-school sweet-hearts. Did you ask him out or did he?" She continues playing 100 questions.

Wheareas, Won looks like she doesn't have care at all. Her legs are crossed, her back is straight. She is sitting in very feminine yet elegant upright position. Her entire being screams 'My body is a gift'.

I don't know why but I find it really annoying. I can't help but be a little jealous about how feminine she seems.

"He did. Alot!" I answer, recall Dylan's shamelessness can't believe its almost been a year since I met him.

All of a sudden, I feel something grab me from behind and I can't help but shriek!

Immediately recongizing his scent and grasp.

"Hey, I'm busy" I shout in slight annoyance.

He however ignores my pleas and just holds me tighter, before slightly releasing me and gazes deeply into my eyes. Proceeding to give me his customary morning kiss.

He uses his index finger, to wipe a splatter of batter from my cheeks as he licks his fingers and exclaims in delight, "Tasty"

I can't help but roll my eyes, I'm somewhat used to these public displays of affection. So it doesn't really bother me anymore.

I just wish he could cut down on it though, its like his trying to cram everything he can into the shortest amount of time.

I just don't know why he feels so impatient as If he thinks I'm a figment of his imagination and will disappear one day.

Noticing that he is not wearing a s.h.i.+rt, a push him off as I command "Show-off, go put on your s.h.i.+rt!"

He winces in annoyance but like a little puppy concedes to my demands immediately.

As he makes his way to the shower, I return back to the pan and can't help but notice Won's burning gaze.

She hasn't shown a wink of emotion at all morning but once Dylan showed up.

While Hojoo ogled Dylan, her gaze was reactionary, she looked at him the way anyone would seeing someone pretty or hot but Won she is not looking at him with desire but with warmth....

I don't know what it is but Something definitely happened between those two.