“ting-tong … ting-tong” the bells rang. “Annyeong. Who is it?” Taemin shout to the intercom. “Annyeong. Noodle delivery” a nice soothing female voice suddenly feel the air. “Jinki hyung. The noodle ajumma is here” he shouted to Onew. “That’s weird. I never know noodle ajussi has female employee beside his wife” Jonghyun asked Onew and Minho who just shake their head. Suddenly… key dash-out from the bed room. “I’ll pay this time” shoved Taemin aside and open the door. Instead of letting the ajumma in, Key stepped outside. “Annyeong. Your noodles” she stretch her arms try to give the package. Key just starred at her dumbfounds. “Your noodles?” she lifted her arm, so Key can see the package instead of her beautiful face. She felt tired and really need to wash. She knew her looks was pathetic. Oil all over her face, her sweet smell soap long gone replaced with sweat and sauce aroma, her bun untidy and her clothes dumped cause of the rain. So she knew why this so called idol starred at her. “Yes. I am not a model or actress. I just a noodle ajumma” she thought silently. “Sir… your noodles. We are sorry, that since we’re closing, we can’t prepare the noodles as your preference. If you don’t want them, I can take them back, no need to pay” she told him. “No…No… ordinary noodles are okay. How much do I owe you?” Key hurriedly took the noodles and paid. She took the money and bow a little then left. Key just stood still looking she disappear to the lift.
“Hyung…HYUNG!!! HYUNG!!!” “WHAT?” Key looked at Taemin. “Why you’re still outside. Where’s the noodle. I’m hungry. I could die this very moment” Taemin exaggeratedly explained his hunger.
As they’re inside, everybody busied seeking their orders. “Eeeuuuuggghhh there’re onion leaves on my noodle” Taemin screamed. “This is hot!” exclaimed Jonghyun. “My stomach can’t accept this” he kept complaining. “Is there any extra kimchi? And they put my meat aside. Hyung you’re sure this is mine” Minho tried to find whether someone took his order. “YA! Stop complaining” Key shouted. “It’s late! You can’t have your special order at this hour. Just eat!” Key added opening his eyes so wide to other members. At that they eat silently. Onew didn’t said anything, just curiously looked at Key while eating his noodle. This certainly knew. First this obsession to noodle sauce, forgot chorus, paid for delivery even took it by himself in front of the dorm door, now he is happy eating his soft noodle where normally he even can throw-up by the looked of soft noodle. This is definitely not normal.
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