What Happens In Jeju... - leeminho parkshinhye romance minshin heirs
A/N: I really struggled with this one. I'd like to hear what you think of it. Drop me a line at the comments section. :)
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Shin Hye took three deep breaths as she waited for Min Ho who excused himself to go to the kitchen. Since Geun Suk left, she’s been trying to play it cool. The last thing she wanted was to look like a nervous wreck around Lee Min Ho. But that had proven to be harder than she thought since every gaze from him unnerved her. Even when she wasn’t looking him in the eye, she could feel him just watching her every move. And the fact that she was all alone with the man in this beautiful villa in the most romantic spot in all of South Korea didn’t help her cause.
Thankfully, her heart has calmed down a bit, although she can’t be sure it won’t race again once Min Ho comes back. She decided to look outside instead. Only the glass walls separated her from the most breath taking view. The moon cast a reflection on the sea that seemed to have gone still. She couldn’t feel the wind, but she saw the leaves of the coconut trees being ruffled slightly. There was a certain peace she felt looking at the picture – a calm she never found in the hustle and bustle of Seoul. Too bad I’m leaving tomorrow, she sighed.
She looked away in time to see Min Ho come out of the kitchen, carrying a bowl. He laid it down on the table carefully, as if it were something so priceless. It wasn’t hard to figure out that he probably slaved away in the kitchen for hours just to make it. And for someone who never really cooks, it was only natural that he treated it like his baby. Shin Hye glanced down at its contents. It was spaghetti alright – like Geun Suk told her. Except it didn’t appear to be the best spaghetti in Jeju as promised. But it certainly looked homey and appetizing. She ran the tip of her tongue across her lower lip. For some reason, she was excited. Or maybe just hungry.
‘I can’t vouch for the taste,’ he told her with a look of worry as he took a seat in front of her. ‘But I tried my best.’
Min ho pressed his lips together and twitched on his seat while looking around the table. Shin Hye tried to suppress a smile. She forgot how endearing Min Ho could be whenever he’s being self-conscious.
‘Eat,’ he said brightly.
Shin Hye was about to reach for her fork when Min Ho suddenly jerked back, making Shin Hye’s whole body jump in surprise.
‘Ah! Wine! Aish,’ he stood up again and raced to the kitchen. This time, she let herself chuckle while he was gone. He looked even more nervous than she was. When he came back a minute later, he was carrying an expensive bottle of Cheval Blanc and two wine glasses. Shin Hye watched with interest as he gave her a glass and meticulously poured the wine inside. His lips were pursed as he did, showing just how much concentration he was putting into it. After pouring some for himself, he sat down and scanned the table again. Shin Hye could swear he was checking a list in his head, if everything on the table was complete.
‘Relax,’ she finally told him. He looked up at her with a blank expression. She smiled reassuringly. ‘Let’s eat.’
Min Ho let out an audible sigh and slumped his shoulders down. ‘Yeah, let’s.’
Shin Hye reached for the serving fork and scooped some spaghetti to put on her plate. When she filled hers, she lifted it up and handed it to Min Ho. ‘Here.’
Min Ho hesitated, but Shin Hye reached for the empty plate in front of him and laid down the plate full of spaghetti in its place. ‘You cooked, I serve,’ she said as she scooped some more spaghetti to fill her plate. She sat down and grabbed her fork, eyeing her dinner. Ooh, it smells nice.‘Jalmukketsumnida,’ she said cheerfully.
After eating one forkful, Shin Hye looked up and caught Min Ho staring at her expectantly. Startled by his intense gaze, she almost choked as she chewed. Min Ho’s eyes widened, standing up from his seat and leaning over the table. ‘Shin Hye-ah, are you okay?’