THE ATTACKER | Nakamoto Yuta |

𝟷𝟷장: 바보 (ғᴏᴏʟ)

I could feel something resting on my waist.

I turn my head and see Yuta holding me.

He was sleeping so peacefully.

Looking at him, a smile formed on my face.

I decide to get up and cook breakfast for us.

I got to the kitchen and looked through the fridge.

"hm...he doesn't have much. I will just make do."

I grab 4 eggs and the few bacon strips.

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As I reached for the pepper for the eggs, a pair of arms snaked around my waist.

I could feel hot breath on my neck.

I turn my head slightly.

There on my shoulder rest a sleepy Yuta.

"Yuta, I'm cooking."

"mm."

He lets out, tightening his grip.

Before I can say anything, he lifts his head up a bit and places his lips on my cheek.

I get flustered and turn my head back around.

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I finish cooking and place the plates on the table.

Yuta sits down and opens his mouth, with his eyes clothes.

"Yuta, I'm not gonna feed you."

"Please"

I couldn't help it, he looked so adorable.

"One bite."

I pick up the fork and put some of the eggs on the end of it.

I feed Yuta and he smiles like a little boy.

"There. Now feed yourself."

He opens his eyes and frowns.

I shake my head.

"Okayyy."

He picks up the fork and starts feeding himself.

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Yuta finishes eating and gets up.

He walks over to me and hugs me.

"Thank you."

"It's just food."

"Not just the food. For staying with me."

He kisses me on the cheek.

I turn around to face him. I look into his eyes.

I lift my hand and rest it on his cheek.

"You don't have to thank me. I wanted to stay here because I love you,"

A huge smile forms on his face.

"I love you, Baejin."

He hugs me tighter and I hug back.

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Yuta went back to his room because he was still sleepy.

I head over to the laundry.

I sit down on the couch, where the basket of clean clothes sat.

I begin to fold and hang up the clothes.

The front door opens and my gaze moves up to the door.