Trapped

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There was still a few minutes before they prepare for dinner kaya napagpasiyahan ni Kiwoong na maglakad-lakad nalang muna. When he passed by the kitchen, he saw Jiyong staring into nothing.

"Yah! Ano tinutunga-tunganga mo diyan?" He suddenly tapped on the man's shoulder kaya napaigtad ito sa pagkabigla.

"Hyung! You scared me!"

"Ano ba kasi ginagawa mo dito?" He then turned his attention to the things in front of Jiyong. They were ingredients. "You'll cook?"

"Yeah. I think it's time for me to familiarize myself with the kitchen, don't you think?" He then continued to get things out of the fridge.

"Yah! I've been begging you to cook but you never do! Now you decide you would! A lovesick idiot is fatal to a single god like me." He said, his voice as he said the the last sentence was only enough for both of them to hear.

"Hyung." He put down the knife he was holding as he turned around to look nonchalantly at the man who had nothing better to do. "Try mo ngang bawasan yang pagkapakialamero mo? Kaya wala kang girlfriend eh."

"Yah! I'm older than you!"

"Oh? GD? You're cooking?" Youngsoon entered the kitchen to start preparing for dinner but was surprised to see Jiyong and Kiwoong bickering.

"Ewan ko dito Noona, bigla bigla nalang nagdedesisyon na magluluto siya."

"Ayaw mo non Kiwoong? Sa pagkakaalala ko, you're always bugging GD to cook. Now you get what you want but you're complaining?"

"Hindi kasi ganon Noona!" He was almost in the verge of tears. Why could the people with him not understand?

"That's enough Hyung. Just go on with what you have to do." Jiyong said, not looking at the man at all.

"I'll leave after you tell me what you're cooking."

Jiyong sighed. How was he going to get out of Kiwoong's questioning? He wanted it to be a surprise but Kiwoong decided to randomly show up in the worst time possible.

"You'll know later." He coldly said which sent shivers down Kiwoong's spine. Jiyong wasn't all sunshine and rainbows around him like when he was with Dara but he had tolerated everything Kiwoong did and annoyed him with. He had never been treated coldly by Jiyong and he didn't want to be!

"Oh! I almost forgot to water the plants!" He then decided that it was best if he got out of Jiyong's hair for the time being and rushed out of the kitchen.

"Plants? That silly Kiwoong. We don't even have any!" Youngsoon laughingly said before taking a look at Jiyong's ingredients. "You're making crab?"

"Yeah." Dara likes it.

Youngsoon nodded her head as she smiled knowingly at the man. She was almot 100% sure that the reason for Jiyong's decision to cook was because of Dara.

"Okay then. I'll leave you to your dish while I make some of my own."

Kiwoong had a scowl on his face as he walked towards his and Jiyong's room. When he was about to open the door, Dara went out of her room with a bag.

"You need help?" He offered. The bag was big and it looked full and heavy.

"Oh? Mr. Park." Surprise was painted on the woman's face. He smiled, trying to make her feel at ease.

"Just Kiwoong would do. Here, let me." He then went ahead and got the bag from Dara's hand which the latter thanked him for. "Where to?"

Dara told him she was planning to give everyone some of the dried mangoes she brought back from the Philippines. Kiwoong was so excited that he ran around the place, practically pulling everyone towards the common area.