The apartment door was already unlocked when Johnny arrived. He was still unsure about all that, how she would react to having the whole story cleared up. Would she hate him? Fear was about to make him give up, however Johnny entered that apartment as if he was full of courage. Gradually the sense of danger had disappeared as soon as a pleasant aroma reached his nose. Curious and at the same time full of anxiety, Johnny walked to Yuri's kitchen to find her in a simple brown apron. The blender was with something inside, but it was off.

"Hey, you've arrived. Here" she called him with the right hand. "help me with this."

"What are you doing?"

Without delays he stood beside her ready to quell his curiosity.

"Cake" gave him space. "Do you know how to make whipped cream?"

"No...?"

"Okay, I just need you to use the mixer while I wash the dishes."

Yuri reached for the hand mixer to adjust its speed and laughed at Johnny's reaction.

"You just need to do it like this... It's not rocket science."

In a circular motion, she demonstrated to Johnny what he needed to do them handed him hand mixer.

"Calm down, it won't rip your fingers off" she ended up laughing at the other's nervousness.

"Like this?" repeated what Yuri had shown him.

"See? Is easy."

Gradually he learned how to do it and Yuri removed the lid from the blender to check the cake batter. Satisfied, she left everything as it was and focused on doing the dishes. After a little while, the uncomfortable silence begun.

"Johnny."

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry for making you do this."

"Using a mixer won't kill me" he laughed.

She got rid of the water by drying her hands in the dishcloth.

"Not that" smiled for a second and touched his shoulder as she approached again. "By the way, it's good, you can stop now."

And so he did it with the girl volunteering to clean the mixer now.

"So what is it?"

"Our deal. I mean, the threat I made."

Johnny went silent to watch the girl.

"I don't know exactly what you're going through, but here I was being insensitive and selfish."

"Yuri, everything is fine. You..." was interrupted.

"No, it's not."

As she finished washing everything, she turned to face him again.

"I took advantage of the situation. That's not me at all... I feel like I've been losing myself since what happened months ago."

"Are you talking about the reason for your hiatus?"

She bit her lip, looking not too brave.

"I let it get to my head."

"What happened?" Johnny touched her arm briefly in an encouraging grip.

"Diet, training, recordings, commercials, programs, lives, concerts, travel, tours...! I couldn't take it anymore, living for work instead of working because I'm alive" her eyes watered. "I was feeling so alone... As soon as I had the opportunity, I went to a nightclub. What could go wrong? I just wanted to feel a little bit of life, of being in control" she looked disappointed. "Of course, everything could go wrong if there was a paparazzi outside and I get drunk enough to pass out in the middle of the dance floor" squeezed her own elbows staring at the floor. "The company got rid of all my videos throwing up, falling down, being carried outside..." the tears that escaped she quickly dried up. "They decided to give me a break, a moment to rest and rethink my actions."

Something seamed different. The atmosphere that hung over that conversation hit Johnny's heart completely, making him uneasy, but at the same time he was relieved.

"I was really happy to meet you again" she smiled trying to hide what she really felt. "Back then I wanted to make you pay for what happened. But it's unfair to you now... After what I did? I mean, I'm not even mad at you anymore, it was so long ago, and seeing you again..." she pointed at him lightly. "You moved on, by God, you don't even remember what happened that night. I should've done the same."

At that moment, Johnny approached, carelessly, to embrace her. His right hand bumped into the blender, which turned on. Being without its lid, the cake batter that Yuri was making ended up being spread all over the place.

Between screams they both tried to prevent their faces from being hit. It was then that Yuri slipped and, in order not to hit the ground, she basically hugged Johnny's body while standing.

"TURN IT OFF!" on impulse, he wrapped the girl in his arms. "IT'S AN ATTACK!"

"I'M TRYING!" she tried to reach it in an attempt to turn it off.

"MY EYES, I'M BLIND!" Johnny coughed as soon as he choked on the the cake batter that entered his mouth. "HELP, I'M DROWNING TOO!"

"TURN OFF DEMONIAC BLENDER!"

Suddenly the silence returned to the apartment as soon as the blender finally was turned off, however the kitchen was a mess as they were both covered in vanilla cake batter. They stood motionless for a few seconds in that same position, hugging each other until Johnny decided to say:

"It won't make me blind, right? Because it's really in my eyes."

Yuri couldn't help laughing and calmly held Johnny's face with her hands trying to clean the excess of cake batter that dripped into his eyes with her thumbs.

"Don't laugh, I'm serious" even saying that Johnny was laughing too.

"Can you see me now?"

He opened his eyes and saw the girl at the height of his chest looking at him with a contagious smile as his hands went around her waist.

"Yes..." he smiled. "I can see you."

"Good news, you are not blind."

"Bad news, my eyes hurt."

Now she worried.

"They aren't red... How is this pain?"

"It's blinding and it hurts here" he touched his own chest. "This is scaring me."

"What are you talking about?"

"You're shining..."

Silence returned to the kitchen as he intensified his gaze on hers as if searching for something in the depth of her dark brown eyes. She had already took her hands from his face, however they now rested on his shoulders. Yuri was speechless, as if she had been hit in the stomach, as if was stunned not knowing what to do to understand what he meant.

"Yuri."

She gave him attention with adrenaline taking over her body.

"You are stepping on my foot."

"Oh...!" she walked away quickly freeing herself from Johnny's embrace. "Sorry."

With a low laugh, he shook his hands to get rid of the dripping cake batter. Rebecca looked around the corners trying not to show her nervousness. It was then that she finally realized that half of her vanilla cake had been wasted.

"No, no, no...! I spent the whole morning searching for easier recipes, now I don't know if I have enough flour to do it all over again!" looked at Johnny sulkily.

"Calm down, that was an accident. It wouldn't have happened if your blender wasn't possessed."

"You'll help me clean this mess."

"Sure, but you see, right now we look like walking puke, no offense. I'm sticky, can we shower first, please?"

"Use the bathroom in the hall..." a sigh. "I'll use the one in my room."

"Thank you very much."

Johnny promptly turned around, getting around the cake batter on the floor and removed his socks so as not to dirty the hall. As soon as Yuri was behind, she said:

"Be careful not to get it all dirty... I cleaned the house yesterday" more and more sighs. "Your dirty laundry, put it in the sink, please."

"How awful..."

"What's up?"

"The way you said it looks like I shitted my pants" a shiver took his spine. "Oh no, bad memories of the day I picked up a shitted underwear came up. Oh no!" disgusted face. "UGH!"

"That's disgusting, Johnny..."

Before long they were already washing their hair and cleaning their bodies in separate bathrooms. Yuri took the less time she could in bath, she was very embarassed. She put on the first thing she got in her drawers and took her dirty clothes stopping in the hallway in front of the bathroom door where Johnny was.

"Johnny?" she knocked the door twice. "Can you give me your clothes? I'll wash it with mine and put it in the dryer."

"Just a minute...!" the voice was muffled through the closed door.

As soon as he opened it, Yuri's eyes widened quickly, covering her face with the clothes in her hands in a defensive movement.

"But then, we have a little problem..." he held out his clothes to her. "A big little detail."

Johnny was with a towel around his waist, leaving his abdomen exposed and moistened by the droplets of water that dripped from his hair.

"What are you doing?!"

"I don't have anything to wear here, what did you want me to do?"

"My God...!" without looking, Yuri stretched out her hand in search of Johnny's dirty clothes. "Why did you open the door like this?! You could have told me before!"

"Now you're gonna tell me you've never seen a man without a shirt" he started to laugh.

"I was just surprised!" she still hid her face, but now with her clothes and Johnny's.

"Yeah, yeah... Look, I know I made all this mess and just to be clear I'm going to clean everything up, but can you go to my apartment and get me something to wear first? It's kind of embarrassing..."

"What?!"

"Ah, come on."

"But...!"

You want me to take the elevator only wearing a towel? You want me to get arrested?"

"First, being arrested for this is too much! But ok, okay, fine, I'll go...!"

the instant she got ready to run, Johnny caught her by the elbow.

"Wait, I didn't tell you the password to my door."

As an automatic reaction, Yuri turned to face him. With a curious but involuntary glance, she managed to stare at Johnny's defined muscles.

"Pay attention, the password is 95127" there was a short silence. "What is this woman?" he let go of her arm to cover his body. "You little pervert." and started laughing.

With quick steps she fled from there before Johnny could hear her loud heartbeats, or worse, that her thoughts would end up giving her the courage to do something that could expose how she actually felt about him.

"Don't forget, 95127!" his voice echoed down the hall.

After leaving their clothes on the kitchen counter, Yuri put on her slippers and went up to Johnny's apartment. It was clearly not a physically tiring journey, yet the girl was still worried about what might happen while Johnny was keeping her company. For many years she held a huge grudge, but just by seeing him she knew that all that angry feeling was nothing more than a disguise. She lacked time to finally admit it to herself, yet would she have the courage to tell him what she really felt? Still embarassed, but grateful for what she saw, Yuri couldn't deny it, she was now lost in front of Johnny's huge closet. She ran her eyes through the drawers, however everything there seemed too expensive and she wasn't sure what to take. She let her curiosity speak louder and put her hands on the white raglan with black sleeves and the light blue jeans she found.

Just as she was about to turn that handle and leave, the door opened as soon as the password had been entered from the outside.

"You... What are you doing at my son's apartment...?!"

Rebecca found herself face to face with Johnny's mother.