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41. He taught me how to slow dance.I step on his foot again, "Sorry." I mumble, feeling my face heat up. He smiles at me, "Kris, you are doing wonderfully. Never apologize for something like stepping on my feet. Save you breath for dancing." Chanyeol's voice is so beautiful, his husky laugh as I blush harder makes me love him all the more. "you are amazing. Dance with me?" I take his hand and try again, "amazing."42. He doesn't mind that I step on his feet.Again, and again. "amazing."43. He steps on mine back.He laughs harder as I blush and carefully puts his feet on mine. "There, now we dance."44. He smells like apples and cereal.Yoel has a smell all his own, like apple cider and wheatbix. "You smell nice." I whisper, leaning into him. "Uh, thanks. I guess..." I smile because of his awkward look. "It's true." 45. He likes it when I make him dinner.I give up and make fried rice. "Bona petite, the meat burned..." I joke, setting down the plate. 46. He doesn't mind fried rice every night."Good, rice is my favorite." Chanyeol digs in, and I know he isn't lying . He really likes rice.47. Toast is his least favorite food, mine too."Eat it!" Chanyeol is sitting on top of me with coffee and burned toast. "Eat it!" I take a bite, "There, you win." I say, gulping down some coffee. He giggles, "I win."48. He likes to play games with me."Ready or not, here I come." 49. He doesn't suck at basketball. "I win!" he shoots the ball straight in to the hoop. "Yeah, yeah." I grin, "You win, again." I feel Chanyeol's sweaty arms wrap around my waist. "Reply match?"50. He showed me how to play candy land.I laugh as he easily beats me for the fifth time today. "Okay, I just don't get it. Yeolie, this game is nonsensicle." I complain, playfully pushing Chanyeol into the board. "Okay, I'll make it easy for you this time. Reply!"