"I thought you wouldn't wake up! How are you, dear?" She said walking over to greet me.

"I'm doing okay. How are you?" I ask as she wraps her arms around me for a short while. I put on a fake smile and hug her back.

"I'm good." The old woman said backing out of the hug.

 "Would you like to help with dinner?" I agree to help not wanting to be disrespectful. She walks back over to where she was standing and I follow her in. She gets back to what she was doing. Not knowing what to do I lean against the counter and watch her. She was so focused it made me focus on how focused she was. Both of our concentration was broken by the sound of the door closing followed by laughter. We both watch to see who walked through the little entrance, even though I had a feeling of who it was.

"I can tell you have learned how to make dinner before I get home," Junmyeon says as he walks into the living room. He looks into the kitchen. His eyes met with his mothers and she looked at us confused.

"Oh. I have really bad timing and Junmyeonie is really hungry when he gets home. It's just a joke." I smile and walk over to him and gently kiss his cheek reminding myself that I had to put on a show. His mother smiled and went back to cooking. Once her back is turned, Suho stepped away from me with a look of disgust. I send the look right back at him and walk back into the kitchen.

After a while of dancing around the kitchen with Mrs. Kim, dinner was finally done. I was in the middle of setting the table when there was a knock on the door. 

"I got it," I said making moving that way. I slowly open the door.

"Eomma?"