YOO-MI’s POV
I got up slowly, my hands trembled as I gripped the towel tightly on my body.
I pulled out a jeans and a shirt inside my suitcase and dressed quickly. As I exited the bedroom, my feet found the kitchen and there was Yoon Jeonghan sitting at the table, his hands were on his face.
He glanced up a second later, his eyes instantly locking onto mine. The smell of coffee and bread hitting me smacked in the face and making my mouth watered. I was in dire need of some coffee and breakfast.
He quickly stood up and pulled a chair for me. Once I sat down, I noticed there already were two coffee cups at the table.
“I’m sorry, I don’t have a chocolate with me.” he took a seat next to me, his chair perfectly close yet far enough away it didn’t feel crowded.
I don’t like chocolate anymore Jeonghan.
“It’s alright.” I eagerly grabbed the cup and brought it to my lips. It was still hot.