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(At)Tension | Part 1

Pairing: Perv!Kim Sunoo x Noona!Reader

Summary: Sunoo just wants his Noona to understand that he is a man. It can’t be that difficult, right ?

Sunoo teases his Noona because he is just the sweet little Donsaeng, right ? There’s no way he just touched her back while hugging her, right ? There's no way he just pressed her against the wall and started to say pure filth right next to her ear, right ? He is just her sweet little Donsaeng. -

Warnings: Food (yes it's a warning), hot and bothered Perv!Sunoo, the boys think that a woman who can cook is 'wife material'..., a bit suggestive at the beginning, a lot suggestive near the end.

Sunoo was only seventeen years old when he debuted. He was still in high school but he was already worrying about several things at once: his new career as an idol, his studies, and his health. Of course, the agency was doing the best it could to help him, his schedule was adjusted -as well as the younger ones- to allow them to go to school, and, unlike his bandmates who, by the way, had remarked several times, he had relatively easy parts in their choreography. Sunoo was still young and yet he was already being asked to behave like an adult. He saw no harm in it, he dreamed of proving himself to the world.

But as the years passed, he found that he was slowly starting to change. In the past, acting cute was not a problem, all he had to do was smile and people would fall for him. So, the agency decided to assign him the place of 'cute' of the group. His members teased him, his staff teased him, his family teased him and his fans teased him. But now that he had grown up, Sunoo started to change, both physically and mentally. He wanted people to take him seriously, he wanted the fans to finally see him as a man. He was nineteen years old for god sake.

But he didn't really care how people looked at him. They could treat him like a baby, Sunoo didn't care, he would continue to act like one if they wanted. But what he did care about was that pretty girl who worked in the cafeteria. This girl who was the reason why Sunoo had stopped skipping countless meals, the reason why, as soon as his schedule allowed it, Sunoo would go to the canteen -at the end of the service because there were not many people waiting in line- if only to ask her for a snack with that adorable smile that everyone loved. This smile that she also loved... The girl that he started to like when he was only seventeen.

“Sunoo ! How are you today ? What can I get you ?”

“Noona ! I'm fine thanks.” he smiled shyly, hiding his blushing cheeks with his hands, “I'll just have a bowl of chicken breast please.”

The girl frowned, looking disapproving, “Sunoo, you need to eat more, you're a growing boy, you don't want to be 5'9" your whole life do you ? Weren't you the one who said you wanted to get taller ?”

“Ah~ Noona ! Stop it ! 5'9" is good !”

“It is !” she laughed, holding her hands up in the air. “You're the one who said you wanted to get taller though.” she laughed sheepishly and turned to the dishes, putting a generous amount of chicken breast in a bowl and then setting it on his tray. “Wait a second.” She turned and picked up a steaming tray and placed it next to the bowl on her tray. “Here you go ! Enjoy your meal !”

“Noona, you bought me Tteokbokki ?”

“Yes, you haven't been eating much lately, I'm worried... I hope this dish will cheer you up !” she smiled brightly at him. Sunoo opened and closed his mouth several times, stunned, not finding how to express his gratitude to the woman who was taking care of him. So he just smiled brilliantly at her, hoping to get his message across through this gesture of kindness. “Oh and I didn't buy it, I cooked it just for you. There is a lot of information on the internet, your fans are well informed about your preferences. I'm still in an experimental phase so I hope I don't poison you, you'll tell me if you liked it !”

It was at this exact moment that Sunoo realized that he felt more than admiration for his senior who worked in the canteen. His friends called it a crush. Sunoo experienced his first crush when he was seventeen years old, a few weeks after his debut. Now he not only had to worry about his career, studies and health, but also about his crush.

“Happy birthday Sunoo !” she clapped loudly, greeting him with that smile he loved so much, “In my home country, you would be of age.” she giggles while placing a piece of cake on Sunoo's tray, “It's a Lotus Biscoff cake, you told me last time it was your favorite cake.”

Sunoo smiled brightly, touched by the attention and the fact that she remembered his birthday. He grabbed his spoon and took a bite of the cake, moaning when he felt the sweetness in his mouth. It had been so long since he had allowed himself to eat cake. “Thanks Noona, you're the best, really.”

“Ah Sunoo stop flattering me, it's nothing.” she said, doing something Sunoo had never seen her do in his presence: blush. She turned away from him and put her hand in front of her mouth to hide the look on her face, not wanting her Donsaeng to laugh at her embarrassment. “You know, your managers are going to come see me soon if I keep feeding you like this. I'm going to be in trouble.” she laughed to divert the attention from her rosy cheeks, half-joking, “Imagine if I get fired? We won't be able to talk anymore.”

“The managers like your food way too much to tell you anything.” Sunoo protested loudly, annoyed at the mere thought of not seeing his favorite cook at least once a week. “It won't happen, I'm sure of it.” he reassured her, smiling once more before stepping aside to make room for the employee behind him.

“Haejung ! How are you today ?” she greeted the middle-aged man and started a conversation, smiling at Sunoo who kept turning around toward her as he went to sit down.

So, on his eighteenth birthday, Sunoo realized that he had much more than a crush on the woman he only talked to for five to ten minutes a day. He was completely and irrevocably in love with her. And poor him.

“You came to pick me up !”

Sunoo turned his head at the familiar voice he heard every lunchtime, a smile on his face. But the sight that greeted him made it disappear, a confused frown replacing it. His favorite person for the last year past year was clutching to a man's arm. She was hugging him, in front of his eyes, cuddling him, in front of Sunoo ! It was late but Enhypen had not finished the dance training for their new song, so Sunoo and Jay just had to go to the local Konbini to buy instant noodles, the canteen having closed an hour before. But on the way down, in front of the building, he had seen a man coming to pick up his Noona. The person that Sunoo cherished and fell in love with. She already had a boyfriend.

“Oh ? Sunoo !” she murmured loudly as she saw her favorite customer, waving gently at him before walking over to the both of them, her hand in her boyfriend's. Seeing the boy who was accompanying Sunoo, she bowed respectfully and urged the man with her to do the same. “Good evening. I'm one of the HYBE cooks, nice to meet you. You must be Jay, Sunoo talks about you a lot.” she laughed lightly, giving a knowing look to Sunoo who whined. His Noona enjoyed embarrassing him. “For the better, obviously, even though he complains a lot about you.” she said mischievously, laughing more shyly than when she was alone with him - Sunoo took pride in making her feel comfortable enough to be herself at his side.

“Donghan, this is Sunoo, the cute boy from the canteen I tell you about every time.” she looked up at said Donghan who was a good six inches taller than Sunoo and then forced him to introduce himself upon seeing his reluctance - a slap on the back had done the trick.

“Ah Noona you're really annoying !” the boy grumbled, which earned him a slap on the head, “Good evening, I'm Donghan, her little brother.” he sulked and crossed his arms, avoiding eye contact with the three people in front of him.

“Ah, I apologize on behalf of him...” she said as she bowed towards the two idols, embarrassed by the scene her little brother was making. Seeing that since they had met on the sidewalk neither of the two Enhypen members had had a chance to speak, her embarrassment multiplied and she shared her hands frantically, inviting them to speak with a respectful head bow.

“Yes, my name is Jay. Nice to meet you.” the latter greeted and bowed, looking slightly lost and amused.

“You can be informal with me !”

“Oh, what year were you born ?”

“Noona is a 99' !” Sunoo said while puffing his chest, proud to remember this detail about his Noona. He was the only one to hear the creep that Donghan muttered and just rolled his eyes, not the least bit offended by the boy's words.

“That's right, I'm twenty-two years old but twenty-three in Korean age. But I was born and raised in my home country, I was taken in a little later by Donghan's family, so I really don't mind if you just think of me as another foreigner, we're bound by that after all !”

“Okay, but you're still my Noona.”

“No she's my Noona !” Donghan shouted as he put an arm around her sister, giving the young American a sharp look.

“I- I just meant that I'll call her Noona too-" Jay said hastily to avoid any misunderstanding with the two siblings.

“-Oh, look, it's late ! We're going to leave ! Have a nice evening ! Don't forget to eat all your meals and get enough rest ! See you tomorrow Sunoo !” she shouted, looking at her watch-less wrist before leaving, dragging her brother by the arm after Sunoo nodded briskly.

“You don't even have your watch moron, it's in my pocket.”

“Shut up ! Idiot ! Never pick me up again !” she shouted and slapped the back of his head once more as the two singers looked on in amusement and disbelief.

“I'll tell Mom !”

“Hey !”

Sunoo had loved to see this side of his elder. He had simply loved to see her in her everyday clothes. In his eyes, she was beautiful. So beautiful with her pants and her oversized sweater, not to mention her hair that was no longer in that atrocious canteen net. She was really perfect, and Sunoo was crazy about her. He didn't care about the people who said you couldn't find love at eighteen, because he was sure he was in love with her.

The next day his schedule had prevented him from going to the cafeteria. He had told her he would come, so he tried his best to see her during the day. He knew that she would be too busy preparing the evening meals during the afternoon, and that she would be busy serving the employees until late at night, so he had waited until what he assumed was the end of her shift. He had gone to the food service area, where half the lights were off, and waited for her to come out through the 'Staff Only' swing doors.

“Sunoo ?”

“Noona !” he exclaimed as he abruptly got up from his chair, making it squeak horribly against the floor, “I'm sorry I couldn't make it this afternoon...”

“You waited for me in order to apologize ?” she laughed softly, looking at him with so much affection that Sunoo thought his heart would explode. “It's fine, you know, I would have seen you another day.”

“But I told you I would come to see you today, so I came today.” he said proudly, wishing the young woman knew he was someone she could count on.

“You're so cute, Sunoo.” she smiled as she walked towards him.

Sunoo held his breath, counting each step she took towards him. The closer she got, the faster and stronger his heart was beating, he couldn't help but imagine a multitude of scenarios about what would happen next. Was she going to embrace him ? To kiss him on the cheek ? She stopped in front of him and looked at him for a few seconds, smiling, and then raised her hand towards his face.

“You really are the best Donsaeng, Sunoo.” she said as she pulled a strand of his newly colored hair.

Sunoo remained silent. She had neither hugged him nor kissed him. She had pulled his hair. His Donsaeng. The boy felt as if the background noise was gradually disappearing and the blood rushed to his head, enough for him to hear his heart beating in his ears. The word 'Donsaeng' sounded like an echo. She only saw him as her Donsaeng.

“Ah Noona~! Stop !”

That night she had taken a jar of mint-chocolate ice cream out of her backpack and shared it with Sunoo, revealing that she had bought it just for him and that she too was a fan of this flavor. When he didn't come she left it in the freezer, hoping to enjoy it in her room tonight. They sat and talked for about thirty minutes before one of the Enhypen managers came to pick up Sunoo, exchanging warm greetings with the young woman.

That day, Sunoo had returned to the dorms, delighted, he had learned so much more about his Noona. He had been able to talk to her for a whole hour ! But that day, Sunoo had also fantasized about a person for the first time. While everyone was asleep, he remembered this hour of pure happiness. Her voice, her smile, her kindness, her nonsense and her laugh. Then he remembered how her sweater wrapped around her form, how small she looked in it with her sleeves way too long. She was so small, so cute, and so sexy in her long skirt and black combat boots. Sunoo couldn't help but slip his hand into his shorts. He came by remembering the feeling of her fingers in his hair and the way she pulled on his strands. How delightful.

It had become a weekly thing. Every Saturday night, Sunoo would spend an hour enjoying different dishes with her Noona - dishes that she had cooked herself. Sometimes, one of Enhypen's managers would sit with them and the three of them would joke around, losing track of the time. When she and Sunoo talked about anything and everything, one term came up again and again. Every night she would say it: Donsaeng. This affectionate name that Sunoo hated so much. She saw him grow up, didn't she ? She had seen his body change, she had seen how Sunoo asserted himself more often than before. He was no longer that seventeen year old child who had just taken a step towards his dream, he was now eighteen years old, working on his body to be more attractive, working on his words to be more charming. But it was never enough, he was still Ddeonu, both in her eyes and in his fans' eyes.

But what Sunoo hated above everything else was when she compared him to her ungrateful little brother...

"Donghan did the Spicy Noodles Challenge ! He cried right after and went to Mom telling her I forced him to eat the noodles ! Good thing I filmed everything, wanna watch the video ?" she asked cheerfully, leaning over to Sunoo as she tried to pull her phone out of her back pocket.

"No." he replied quickly and rolled his eyes. Realizing that his words might have been rude, he quickly corrected himself, "Maybe later."

"Okay !" She said, not at all offended by the way Sunoo had rebuffed her? She was rather used to this kind of answers. She was familiar with this Sunoo, the one the fans so loved to call 'Sassy Sunoo', and boy, did that title fit him, he hadn't been as discreet as he thought when he'd rolled his eyes. But she didn't hold it against him, she even found it amusing. Donghan had the same reaction when she told him about 'that lovely boy you met at my workplace'. They were both hilarious.

"I'm telling you this because I know you like spicy food. I enjoy it too. We could try to do this challenge sometime, what do you think ?"

"You and I ?" Sunoo asked, amazed at the prospect of sharing his meal with his crush.

"Sure. But maybe I should talk to your managers first, right ? I wouldn't want your stomach to hurt when you have other things to do afterwards."

"Yes !" Sunoo raved - even in these situations she put him first and cared about his health, she really was the best Noona. "I'll tell you when I have a day off so we can even spend the day together !"

"Okay." she laughed, trying to hide her blushing cheeks at the thought of someone who wasn't her little brother wanting to spend time with her, "I'm looking forward to it..."

Sunoo had imagined himself in many different situations with his crush. He tried to imagine where the date would take place, how it would go, what they would do, and how it would end. Maybe he would find the courage to ask her out? After all, her little brother was only sixteen, so he could understand her being attached to him and treating him like a baby, but Sunoo was eighteen, and, as she herself had said, he was of age in her country ! Surely she wouldn't mind dating a boy four years her junior, right ?

"Ah, Sunoo, you are so cute, my sweet little Donsaeng..."

That was the only thing she had said when Sunoo impulsively declared his feelings to her one evening during November. His world had shattered, his pink filter had disappeared, replaced by a dull gray. And yet, while he should have been angry with her, not talking to her or whatever else people did when they were rejected, Sunoo had simply fallen even more in love with her and the way she had hugged him in apology. He had felt her body pressed against his, her breath on his skin, and the delicious smell of her shampoo. Convince her could wait, he had to simply enjoy what she had offered him this evening, intense nights of pleasure to make Sunoo completely mad and breathless, cheeks reddened, without the slightest trace of guilt in his inaudible laugh in the middle of the night.

"The chef ? I don't know, I don't eat at the building's canteen." Jake replied as Jay had suddenly asked him if he had ever talked to the other foreigner who worked at HYBE.

"I met her a few months ago with Sunoo, she was nice..." he ponders his next words before adding "...and cute."

"Hey ! Don't talk about her like this !"

"Why, are you jealous ?" Sunghoon scoffed as he looked up from his phone, a calculating smile on his face as he examined Sunoo's reactions.

"No, but I know you guys, you hit on everything that moves. Noona is a nice person and you guys are shady." Sunoo said, looking at them out of the corner of his eye, the corner of his lip contracting into a disgusted sneer.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Jay snickered before exchanging a strange look with his group mates.

Sunoo liked his group. There were ups and downs, it's true, but at the end of the day he always shared his dormitory with these six boys he was still getting to know after a whole year of living together. Sometimes he liked them, but sometimes...

"Hello." the members of Enhypen said as they bowed respectfully to the young woman in front of them, each one of them holding a tray.

Sunoo hated his members, wholeheartedly.

"Hello~!" she greeted them just as warmly, bowing before turning to Sunoo, "Sunoo, did you bring your group mates to try my cooking ?" she half-joked in order to dissipate the tension in her hands and the stress she suddenly felt at the thought of having to seduce new potential customers with her cooking.

"Sunoo had nothing to do with it, he didn't want us to come." Sunghoon said, throwing a mocking look at Sunoo, who just grimaced at him in return. He passed the line of boys and stood in front of his Noona, holding out his tray.

"They followed me when they could have just eaten in the dance hall!" he whined, squinting at his hyungs as they laughed at him.

"Hey ! Don't talk like that !"

"Why, because they're my elders ?" he replied in a condescending tone, unused to her lecturing him like that.

"Oh, no." she said, looking at him as he just said something incredibly weird, "Because they live with you and we always have to get along with our loved ones. What are you going to do if one day you have a big fight but since you're a group, you have to return in the same dorm, huh ? You should always maintain good relationships with the people who will stay in your life for many years, okay ?" she scolded him lightly, ignoring the boys in the line who were trying to stifle their laughter at the sight of Sunoo being scolded. Which was all the more hilarious because he didn't even dare to make a strange face like he was so used to do.

"Sorry Noona..." he blushed, embarrassed to have been scolded like that in front of his still giggling bandmates.

"That goes for you too, don't think I don't hear you laughing !" she turned to the rest of the boys, a frown on her face, which disappeared just as the idols stiffened and nodded. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sunoo making fun them.

"I tried a new recipe for ultra spicy Tteokbokki this time, be careful and take that carton of milk with you." she smiled at Sunoo as she placed a Tupperware on his tray with a briquette of chocolate milk before leaning in a little and adding, "Don't tell your managers I gave you chocolate milk, they'll get me fired if you do..."

Sunoo left the cafeteria, happy. His hyungs had been reprimanded and he had, once again, eaten a delicious meal on which the boys had drooled over throughout the whole meal, promising to offer him ice cream in exchange of a single Tteokbokki. But Sunoo had refused, she had cooked this dish for him, and only for him, no one else was allowed to taste it.

Sunoo had to draw on his last ressources to be able to smile in front of the cameras. It had been a month since his Noona had not come to work. Rumors were flying - after all she was quite popular in the building among the staff members, everyone complimented her cooking and her kindness. Sunoo had actually heard everything: she had been fired for taking pictures of the idols, she had quit to work abroad, her boyfriend had stopped her from coming to work. But Sunoo knew the truth from the first day, and he relished knowing that the others did not.

'Hey Sunoo, I don't know if this voice mail is going to send, I'm having some difficulties with this new phone. Don't pay attention to what people say, you know very well I don't have a boyfriend, everyone thinks Donghan is my boyfriend, ew. I finally got my exam results, we have to go celebrate my new degree. I'm finally done with those terrible six years in medical school, I can't wait to get back!'

'Noona, I got your voice mail but you sound like my mom when you use your phone, learn to use it properly. I knew you could do it, I never doubted it, I can't wait for you to come back too, I don't eat as well as I used to since you don't cook for us anymore. Everyone is complaining about the quality of the food now, everyone is looking forward to you. Today I heard someone say that you must have been kidnapped by some strange people since you always come home late at night, I really tried to restrain myself from looking at them strangely but I think a camera was filming me. Ah, whatever, I can't wait to see you.'

Sunoo was not the insistent type. He had said it himself, he didn't like what was boring. So chasing after a girl who only saw him as a cadet ? The height of boredom. But she was special so he was willing to make an exception for her. How could he restrain himself from loving her when the two of them gossiped about people at the company until late at night, when she offered him candles that he had mentioned smelling in a store one day, or just when he felt so loved and appreciated ? He couldn't. After he got knocked back, Sunoo had not tried to ask her again. Nothing had changed between them, she was still treating him so thoughtfully and Sunoo was asking for more and more physical contact.

"Noona, I tried a new shampoo, touch my hair !"

"Noona, my new lotion works wonders, I bought it from a not-so-famous site, touch how soft my skin is !"

"Noona, I bought this new shirt with Riki, what do you think of the material ?"

But Sunoo was aware that he could not afford certain things, so he was contenting himself with his fantasies. At least until he was nineteen. But everyone grows up.

"Happy birthday Sunoo ! You grow up so fast ! When I met you you were only seventeen years old and you refused to eat but look at you now, you are strong and beautiful, I am so proud of you, my little Donsaeng."

Sunoo had booked this evening just to spend it with her. The canteen was probably not the best birthday setting but he did not care. He had shared so many memories with her on these very tables that he did not care to share one more. Just like last year, she had made him a Lotus cake, but instead of just having a slice, she had given him the whole cake, alongside a beautifully wrapped gift.

"Wow this is amazing. Noona, your cakes just keep getting prettier."

"Ah, thanks..." she blushed, looking away and coughing into her fist, "It also contains less calories. Now that I have my degree I'll be able to put everything I've learned in nutrition to good use and maybe one day I'll open my own little bakery or bistro where people can come without having to worry about their weight-" she suddenly gasped and looked over at Sunoo who was looking at her and smiling stupidly, her face blushing even more. "I'm sorry, it's your birthday, we should only talk about you."

"But it makes me happy, to talk about you... You never talk about yourself, if you want to make me happy tonight let me learn more about you, please ?" he offered, at first hesitant and then more and more confident as the words came out of his mouth.

She hesitated for a moment before nodding, beginning the story of her life under the attentive and amazed gaze of her Donsaeng. She had completely forgotten that behind those flat cheeks and beautiful eyes was a man who was just waiting to prove himself. She had completely forgotten the promise he had made her... She had relaxed in front of the predator and, while she was unaware of it, had unconsciously agreed to play a game of cat and mouse with him. Except that Sunoo was a fox, and foxes were smart, they always got what they wanted...

"If you only see me as your Donsaeng, wait until I grow up. I'll prove myself to you. I'll prove that I'm a man, you'll be proud of me and you'll accept me, Noona."

"Ah." she had laughed, surely not taking him seriously, "I'm looking forward to it, Ddeonu."

When Sunoo had touched himself at the thought of his beautiful elder that night, he felt less guilty. He learned more about her, she was going to come back to work, and he could see her almost every day, just like before. He would be pleased with that until she realize that her 'little Donsaeng', as she liked to call him, had grown up, and that he was coming to win his Noona's heart over. No more obstacles could stand in his way. He had fallen asleep, his face reddened and a huge smile on it, lulled by the voice of the young woman that he tried to repeat in loop in his head.

She will be your nutritionist from now on. She will cook all your meals ,whenever possible, for the lunch and the diner. If anyone

"She will be your nutritionist starting today, she will prepare and cook your meals, as much as possible, at lunch and dinner. If any of you have any questions for her feel free to ask." The manager turned to the woman standing next to him and smiled kindly before prompting her to introduce herself, which she did.

"If you have any questions or doubts about what I am feeding you please let me know. I will give you a questionnaire for you to fill out. You will fill in your allergies, if you have any, what you prefer and what you are not a fan of. I will do my best to prepare delicious meals for you all. Oh, and if the idea of dieting crosses your mind, please come see me so we can set this up together, starving yourself is not the answer and you need to be in top shape to deliver amazing performances. Your health is my priority ! I can't wait to work with you !" she bowed in front of the seven boys and smiled brightly at them, happy to have finally achieved the goal she had set for herself: to find a job in a foreign country and make a comfortable living. Working with her favorite Donsaeng was a bonus.

Oh, Sunoo was happy. No, he was euphoric. He was going to see his Noona every day, and twice a day at that ! He couldn't wait to show her how much he had grown.

"Sunoo, clean your room !"

"Hyung, quit snacking !"

"Sunoo, Niki, where did you hide my shoes ?"

"Sunoo, stop being so petty."

He had tried really hard. He wanted to show his Noona that he was a reliable person, that he was no longer that seventeen year old teenager who came to see her in the canteen. But his group mates didn't think so. Every minute spent was meant to ridicule him and paint him as a messy child or teenager at best. At least from Sunoo's perspective. He was happy to make the newest member of their staf smile, really. Seeing her in the kitchen of their dorm room chatting with the managers while preparing their delicious meal, Sunoo couldn't have asked for anything better. But there were still some flaws in this new arrangement, including the disappearance of their 'evening date'…

"Noona, why can't we spend time together like we used to ?"

"Noona, viens regarder un film avec moi."

"Noona !"

"Hey, Sunoo, I'm busy preparing tonight's meal, I'm really sorry, another time maybe ?" she said to him while chopping the vegetables, not even sparing him a glance. But he was grateful all the same. He knew he could be pushy or unpleasant but she never lost patience with him and even smiled at him when she wasn't too busy cooking.

Sunoo used to stay with her when she prepared the meals at night. Most of the time, Enhypen was able to get back to their dormitory at reasonable times and in those cases she would go there and prepare food for them for the evening and the next morning. She had mentioned to Sunoo that her contract had flexible hours and that it depended mostly on the boysband's schedules, so the boys were not surprised to see her in their kitchen with a bowl of hot rice at twenty-three.

To his dismay, he wasn't the only one who got along with their new resident cook. The other members of Enhypen, especially the older ones, had grown fond of her. Sometimes, when they were in the car, they would share their opinions about her cooking, what they thought they were going to eat tonight. But other times, they shared their opinions about her. How nice she was ! How pretty she was ! How she was totally 'wife material' ! Sunoo had enough, enough, enough. He hated feeling like the older boys could steal his Noona at any time, he had met her before ! But their ages were closer to hers. Sunoo had to think and act, and fast.

"Noona, do you need help ?" he asked as he walked into the kitchen, his hair still wet from his shower. Today they had returned to the dormitory at eighteen o'clock, which meant that his Noona had not yet prepared the meal, and especially that she would take her time to cook it. She would have time to talk with Sunoo, right ?

"Oh, Sunoo, don't worry, it's my job. Yours is done, you should go do something you like, watch a movie or play video games with Niki." she smiled softly at him before turning towards the cupboards, starting to take out the utensils she would need.

"Staying with you in the kitchen, I like that. I want to help, I want you to teach me how to cook as well as you do !" he beamed, slowly approaching the young woman who was bent over, looking for something under the sink. Sunoo couldn't help but look at the curve of her buttocks, biting the inside of his lip to hold back any sound that might potentially escape him. He was right behind her, he could step forward and she wouldn't suspect her sweet Donsaeng's intentions. Come on, just a little more…

"Ah, I could have sworn I put it here ?" she wondered aloud to herself as she straightened up before turning and facing a red-cheeked Sunoo, far too close to her for it to be appropriate. "But you are my sweet Donsaeng, of course you want to help your Noona. If you don't disturb me, then I'll let you take care of some things ! But go dry your hair with a towel or something, you're getting water all over the kitchen." she laughed and ruffled her hair before wiping her wet hand on the shirt of the young man, oblivious to the effect of her actions on him and apparently not caring about their sudden proximity.

Sunoo had the impression that somebody had just entered a hot iron in his throat and he could only blush under the patient gaze of the young woman. Immediately after having felt her hand sliding along his body in a sensual way - once again according to Sunoo - , he had felt cramped in his shorts. He still couldn't believe that his body was so responsive to the slightest touch of his elder, was it his hormones or his feelings for her that dictated the reactions of his body ? Sunoo didn't know, but he knew he had to take the image of his cute butt and put it to good use in the bathroom, so that's what he did. It was the first time Sunoo had an erection in front of his Noona and dealt with it while she was nearby, but it certainly wasn't the last.

"Boys, you are not kids anymore but I still feel the need to ask you to behave. We won't be here tonight, there's a meeting at HYBE, make sure you eat properly." the manager said to Heeseung, Jungwon and Sunoo who were politely waiting for their managers to finish putting on their shoes - Sunoo was mostly waiting for her crush to finally enter the dormitory so she could tell him about his day.

"Don't worry, they'll behave !" the young woman who has just entered the room promised, her coat still in her hand.

"I don't doubt it, how to behave with you if not nicely." another manager replied as he straightened up, giving her an amused smile.

"Oh, look at the clock ! It's getting late, you'll miss the meeting !" Sunoo interjected jovially, feigning concern. Seeing his Noona blush at this horrible attempt at flirting made Sunoo mad but he had to stay in character and smile. No one should realize he was jealous, especially not the managers.

"That's right. Well, see you tomorrow !" they greeted before leaving the room one by one. But just before the door closed and Sunoo grabbed the girl's hand, one of the managers turned around and addressed Jungwon, completely oblivious to the way Sunoo had retracted his hand and rolled his eyes - which earned him a warning look from the foreigner who was trying hard to keep from laughing at the boy's facial expressions. "We should discuss this in more detail with the upper management tonight, but you'll have a week's leave in the near future to reward you for your hard work."

A time off. Sunoo was eager to ask his friend to spend this week with him. Meanwhile, he had to act tonight. He had heard his Hyungs talking about the young woman, and Heesung seemed a little too interested in her. He had to show them that they had no chance with her, not while he was around.

"So Noona, did you have a good day ? What are we eating today ? I really like your pants, where did you buy them ? I'm sure my big sister would like them." Sunoo grabbed her hand and guided her to the kitchen, drowning her with questions that she did not even have time to answer.

"Yes I had a good day, tonight it will be an exotic dish, Spinach Lasagna with cream, and eggs for Sunghoon with the usual cereal yogurt, and I bought it at Pimke."

"Why does Sunghoon Hyung get extra eggs ?" Sunoo whined, outraged at the special treatment.

"Sunghoon's diet is adapted to his physical exercises. You don't do an hour and a half of exercise a day, do you ?"

"I don't..."

"Great !" she concluded and placed her jacket on the back of a chair before returning to the kitchen. Looking left and right but seeing no one, she concluded that the boys were busy in their rooms and leaned over to Sunoo who had joined her on the other side of the counter as he held his breath for a few seconds. "I've been paying close attention to the statistics and I might be able to give you a piece of Lotus cake. But you can't tell anyone, people have a hard time separating sweets from calories and I don't want to get fired…"

"Noona, you're really amazing!" Sunoo said,excited as he hugged her, affectionately rubbing her face in her hair as she giggled loudly. Seeing that she was not resisting his embrace, Sunoo smirked and gave in to his urges, pressing his body a little closer to hers. But she had no idea. After all, her Donsaeng was just giving her a big hug, he wasn't pressing her body to the counter and he was not leaning on her. He had not let his hands roam a little too close to the curve of her butt. He had not done any of that, and that sigh he'd just exhaled as he pressed his pelvis to hers was nothing more than a sigh of joy, right ? He was just her sweet little Donsaeng.

He had then left in a hurry, but his smile was the only thing that had caught the young woman's attention. She had not paid any attention to his red cheeks, his panting or that bulge in his sweatpants. Because when Sunoo smiled so brightly, no one could look away from his face and his adorable features.

As Heeseung became more insistent and bold in his approaches to their dietician, Sunoo too had decided to take matters into his own hands. He was not going to be outdone by his Hyung, not this time again. So he too was more insistent in his advances. After trying to see how it went the first time, and after he realized that she had not questioned the sudden skinship, Sunoo realized that he had free rein. A few times, as he went to the bathroom to fix his problem, he would see her blushing madly and slapping her face or insulting herself softly. He loved seeing his Noona feel guilty at the way her body reacted to his advances. He wanted her to realize herself why he always ran off to the bathroom after hugging her a little too hard or too long, he wanted her to question his every touch…

"Noona careful !" Sunoo's warning barely gave the young woman time to turn around before the thud of broken glass echoed through the room. Immediately, Sunoo rushed to her side, a puppy dog expression on his face. "I'm sorry Noona, the bowl slipped out of my hand…"

"Don't worry. How are you ?" she worried, looking up from the floor which was covered in glass shards before pulling his hair strands, just like that time in the canteen. "Silly you."

Sunoo felt his heart miss a beat and his breathing quicken at the sight of his Noona standing in front of him pulling his hair. It had no sexual connotation but Sunoo could not help but moan slightly, making it sound like a distress noise. And he succeeded in fooling the young woman who redoubled her concern, looking for any injury with her eyes, unaware of Sunoo's intense gaze. She was so close, all he had to do was get closer and grab her, turn her around and bend her on the counter…

"No."

"No ?"

"I mean, no, I'm not hurt !" stuttered Sunoo, trying to get his thoughts in order. He looked down at the ground and saw that she wasn't wearing slippers and was swaying from one foot to another, probably not knowing where to put her feet since there were so many pieces of glass all around them.

"Is everything okay here ?" Heeseung entered the room, a frown on his face and a worried look on his face. He gauged the situation with his eyes and raised an eyebrow at Sunoo's proximity to the woman. To which the young boy only replied with a smile - or was it a smirk ?

"Yes, I dropped the bowl but don't worry, I'll clean it up."

"Do you need help ?"

"Oh Heeseung that's nice-"

"-No ! Don't worry about it. I have to fix my own mistakes." Sunoo said in a tone that was meant to be playful but only meant to hide his annoyance. They were doing perfectly fine without him. Sunoo was in the middle of one of those situations, he couldn't have Heeseung around, not now.

"Okay. Call me if you need anything." Heeseung rushed out of the room, half-glad that he didn't need to help tonight; he was so tired.

"Well, those pieces of glass aren't going to pick themselves up." the stranger sighed, bending down to pick them up.

Sunoo nodded and walked around her, heading for the broom to make her job easier. She did not have to clean up his messes after all. But Sunoo had apparently overestimated the quality of his slippers, because he felt a piece of glass push uncomfortably against the bottom of his foot - not enough to pierce it though. Surprised, he yelped and took a step backwards, jostling the girl who was crouching on the ground and causing her to fall forward. She tried as best she could to catch herself but it was at the cost of her finger which was pierced when it landed on a particularly sharp piece of glass. She yelped in turn, bringing her hand to her chest and trying to get up from the danger that the ground represented. Alarmed, Sunoo turned and saw her looking at him with round, shining eyes and a trembling lip.

"Don't make fun of me, my pain tolerance is non-existent…" she whined, taking Sunoo by surprise since he had never seen this side of his elder. And he loved it.

"Ah, Noona I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to…" he said apologetically before smiling sheepishly "But you're really cute~!" he tugged on her cheek and hair, teasing her and making her blush.

"Stop it !" she slapped his hands, looking like an angry kitten to the loving boy. "I'm going to ban you from the kitchen !"

"No ! Noona, I'm very sorry."

But Sunoo had made a habit of turning everything in his favor. "You should be more careful ! Wait a moment." He walked over to her under her curious gaze before grabbing the back of her thighs and lifting her up. She squealed and grabbed onto his shoulders before questioning his actions, those to which Sunoo only responded with a confused look, "I didn't want you to step on a piece of glass."

Oh, sweet little Donsaeng. He did not want her to get hurt and she had imagined horrible things. She was twenty-three and he was nineteen for God's sake! She couldn't help but feel like a horrible person, guilt gnawing at her every time she imagined strange things around her Donsaeng, while he always smiled at her kindly and innocently. She truly was an awful Noona - at least, that's what Sunoo had successfully made her think…

Looking around, the young man put the woman on the bar. "Are you bleeding ? My older sister always did that to me when I cut my finger with a piece of paper, I was very clumsy back then." Sunoo laughed softly, trying to coax the girl as he brought their bodies closer together.

"You still are, Sunoo." she laughed, completely unaware of how her body was only inches away from Sunoo's.

"Ah Noona~! Stop it, I'm not a baby anymore ! You saw how strong I am, I managed to carry you ! I'm working hard now, just like Sunghoon hyung." he whined, his moans contrasting with his words. His Noona could only laugh at this contrast, gently mocking him. Having had enough of making a fool of himself in front of her, Sunoo takes action; today he would do something risky.

He took her finger and without waiting any longer put it in his mouth, under the astonished look of the blushing girl. But then again, she would never suspect the intentions of her sweet little Donsaeng. Because Sunoo was not sucking her finger erotically, he was not grabbing her hand with both hands and practically massaging her finger with his tongue, he was not licking it like a dog would do with a bone even though her wound was only on the tip of her middle finger. Oh no. And most importantly, he had not just nibbled and moaned softly around her hand as he pressed his body to hers, taking advantage of her leaning back slightly to hover over her on the bar. No. Since he was just her sweet little Donsaeng, and she was just a pervert.

This was the first time the foreigner questioned Sunoo's actions. Or rather, it was the first time she questioned his reactions. After Sunoo had cleaned up the floor, a satisfied smile on his face, they had both continued to cook as if nothing had happened. Well, they tried. Sunoo had decided to stop masturbating. Not out of good conscience, oh no, he just knew that as the days passed he was getting closer to his goal. He saw it a little more each time with the reactions of his elder. And most importantly, this time he did not need it. The small inaudible moan that she had let escape had been enough to make him cream his pants. But he had not had enough, so he had adjusted his shorts. It was hard for Sunoo to concentrate while his penis pulsed uncomfortably. It was hard for the young woman to concentrate while her arousal made her uncomfortable in her underwear. But they had to act like nothing happened: the other should not suspect anything.

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