You woke up late on a Monday morning. The sun was already high in the sky, creeping through your curtains and into your eyes. You groaned, rolling over onto your back and enjoying the feeling of its rays warming your skin. You stayed like that for a while, before you decided it was time to get up- even though you had no work that day. You felt the growing need to brew your very important morning coffee.

The soft pitter-patters of your bare feet were heard throughout the apartment as you made your way to the kitchen. You turned the coffee maker on and went to retrieve the daily newspaper that was always waiting for you in front of your door with a yawn.

The hall, which was normally quiet, was bustling with people. All of which were going in and out of the apartment beside yours. The apartment had been long empty, but now it sparked your curiosity. You walked up to the small group of peep gathered to the right of the door, moving only so that the men carrying the furniture could pass. A small, plump lady currently throwing her hands in the air, deep in storytelling, you recognized as your landlady and the tiny child holding her skirt as her daughter. They were both staring up at a mysterious black haired male who had his back to you.

"Good morning!" you said with a smile once you were close enough. The landlady stopped her story telling and smiled in happiness. "Ah, (y/n)! Good morning!"

"Hi there, Haneul." You greeted the small girl separately and she smiled, shying away from you.

You chuckled at her antics, before noticing that the tall dark haired male had turned to you as well. He had tan skin, a sharply cut jaw, bow-like lips made your stomach flutter. But what got your attention the most were his eyes. They were a smoldering black and seemed to gaze into your soul. His body was firm, all wiry muscle and sturdy lines, and he stood more than 15 centimeters above you.

"Oh, how rude of me." The landlady's voice brought you back to reality. "This is your new neighbor, Huang Zitao. Huang Zitao, this is (y/n)" You cleared your throat, attempting to smile naturally.

"Nice to meet you, Mr Huang." you said, bowing to the mysterious man. He looked dangerous. He even felt dangerous, he gave off unwelcoming and secretive waves. Somehow though, you didn't mind. Your body felt that whatever it was, it was ok. His strict face was broken as he smiled and he bowed back.

"It's very nice to meet you too (y/n). So, we're going to be neighbors from now on, huh?" you chuckled, scratching the nape of your neck. His voice was alluring. Everything about him made your heart beat faster.

"I guess so...AH! I completely forgot about my coffee!" you remembered as you saw a worker walk by with a coffee cup in his hand. You bowed hurriedly to both the chuckling Zitao and your smirking landlady, before going back to your.

"And," you stopped in your tracks, turning back to your new neighbor.

"If you'll need anything, just come knock, okay? I'm the first door on your right." Zitao smiled at you, nodding.

"Thank you. Have a nice day, (y/n)." He said, waving at you. Your heart skipped a beat at his smile and you bowed once again, retreating back to your flat.

You shut the door behind you, letting out a breath. There was something about Huang Zitao that you couldn't name. But you didn't dwell on it as you proceeded with your day. That night you sat on your couch, reading a book you had bought that afternoon.

As you waited for your food to finish heating up, you heard a knock on your door. You checked the clock, it was almost 7:30. You wondered who would want something at such a time, as you looked through the peephole. Your heart started to beat faster, when you saw your new and very shirtless neighbor stand at your door. Taking a deep breath to calm your heart, you opened the door

"Hey Zitao."

"Hello, (y/n). I'm not interrupting, am I?" he seemed nervous about knocking at such a time. It was shocking how a person with such a scary image like him could look so innocent.

"Oh, not at all, I was just making dinner. What is it, Zitao?" "Call me Tao, please." He chuckled and butterflies started fluttering in your stomach. "Tao..." You corrected yourself, a small smile on your lips.

"This is pretty embarrassing...but do you have any sugar?" he cut his explanation short when you burst into giggles at his question. As your giggles subsided you turned to walk to your kitchenette.

"I'm sure I have some...but I can't seem to find it at the moment..." you murmured as you looked through your cabinets. You soon gave up though, and turned back to your neighbor who was watching your every move.

"Well, since I can't find the sugar and since I've already made some food, would you like to have some dinner with me?" You suggested with a small smile.

"Sure..if I wouldn't be a bother to you." He said and when you shook your head and bid him to take off his shoes, he closed the door behind him and sat down on the couch.

"I hope spaghetti is okay." You called out, already plating the food

"Spaghetti sounds great."