Clark never in a million years imagined he'd have a crush on the nerdy transfer student. You're not even his type, but the moment you appeared at his football team's house doorstep, his heart. Oh his heart.

You settled down, your silence a stark comparison with his rowdy loud teammates. Though differences are drastic, the team loves you, especially your cooking.

You love cooking for the football team, but...Clark gets really jealous.

And today Clark got extra jealous and threw away your food in front of everyone at the dining table. Earning noises of protest and disapproval from his teammates. 'Aw cap come on!' 'That's not fair!" 'You're so rude Cap!' 'Boooo jerkkkk!'

Clark gave them the middle finger and stormed back upstairs, leaving you bewildered and looking at the disposed meal in the trashbin, wasted. Both the food and you effort.

Yeah, you're a bit upset at Clark.

Time passes and it's 5AM in the morning, you're already up and around in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for the whole house members.

Clark sneaked out of his room, downstairs to the kitchen, maybe he should apologise...

But Clark didn't know is that his teammates were already alert of his actions, secretly followed Clark and saw him run to the kitchen like a loyal puppy.

Clark leaned against the doorway, looking at your back.

".......Need my help-"

"No." You cut him off.

Clark shuffled a bit, looking at the floor like a kicked puppy.

"...I swear I just got really jealous...." Clark whined a bit and muttered.

"Confess that again. Your team is right behind you."