72 Good Morning! (1/2)

That night, Minhyun got home around two in the morning.

Dark bags deepened under his eyes as he grabbed the handle to open his abode.

When he opened the door, silence greeted him. Since Yoona was sleeping in the other room, he programmed Gloria to not make any noise after twelve o'clock unless she was called upon. That way, there would be no disturbances while she was sleeping.

A small smile lifted on his face. To think that Yoona was here. It felt weird having someone else live in his house. He was not used to it.

Other than Secretary Kim and a few housemaids, n.o.body had stepped foot into his apartment so he was not used to having presence in his house. As he grew up, Minhyun began to prefer privacy, especially compared to being in a crowd of people. Whether or not the people were silent or loud was not the problem. He just didn't like their presence.

The automatic sensors detected his movements at the door and dimly lit the hallways.

He trudged himself all the way to his bed. While sitting on the cus.h.i.+on, he ruffled his hair messily, the strands going into every direction. After a long day of working on different projects and problems, exhausted wasn't enough to describe his condition. His eyes were half-opened; the lids on the verge of collapsing.

f.u.c.k. He just wanted to go to sleep.

Usually after work, he arrived home at around eleven. Most CEO's or powerful beings his age didn't have his exact schedule, some living in luxury while others suffered the hard work. However, Minhyun had to oversee every important event in his company. He couldn't leave the work to other people. He just didn't trust them to do it right.

Besides, MH wouldn't have grown this large without his contributions. His hard work paid off.

Plus, there were personal matters to handle. He couldn't leave those to the side.

But d.a.m.n, he really wished he could've come earlier to meet Yoona.

Minhyun took off his blazer and began to unb.u.t.ton his s.h.i.+rt. His fingers moved quickly to release the binding before he removed the white layer off of his body. He stretched his arms, the valleys of his muscles glistening against the dim light, before he walked to his closet. After changing to his pajamas, Minhyun finally walked into the sheets and covered himself within the blankets. Finally. Now, his mind could finally relax.

Despite his tired state, a small smile overcame his lips. He couldn't wait to see Yoona in the morning.

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”Good morning!”

The aroma of delicious food seeped into his nose. As Minhyun walked into the kitchen, he was surprised to notice Yoona cooking up so food. Her hair was tied in a messy bun and there was a tight red ap.r.o.n hugging her body. She had a happy smile on her face while she waved.

On the stove, the sound of crackling came from the pan.

Minhyun furrowed his eyes as he walked towards her. ”What's this?”

When he woke up, he had noticed that noise was coming from the kitchen. At first he was confused to who could possibly be up at this time, but then he realized Yoona was living in his house. The feeling was so foreign seeing someone comfortable at his abode.

She placed her hand back on the pan. ”It's breakfast silly.”

Breakfast? Minhyun glanced over the pan which was cooking some sausages. Then he looked over at his table, which he hadn't eaten off of since years ago, to notice two dishes full of food and utensils put into place.

Did she wake up early to prepare all this for him? From what he could tell, Yoona wasn't the greatest cook so making all this must've took a lot of time and effort.

”How early did you wake up to make this?”