chapter 13

" Here you go. Enjoy your food."The waitress places all the side dishes around the circular grill in the middle  of the table, between Yoongi and I. A plate of raw and marinated beef is sitting on a plate, waiting to be grilled.I give my debit card to the waitress, which she took with a smile. The waitress leaves while Yoongi and I look at each other. After few seconds, he looks away, shaking his head." You didn't have to do this. I'll eat when I'm hungry." " Please eat."" No." He says sliding his plate away from him. " I'm not eating this, no matter how appetizing it looks."So, he this it's appetizing but he's hesitating , hmmmm..." Fine!" I say taking a piece of beef and putting it onto the grill. It made a sizzling sound, enough to make me gulp my own saliva. " Too bad! These look so good."I take my chopsticks and start eating my rice, moaning in sarcasm with every bite. Yoongi watches me, crossing both of his arms.I flip the beef back to reveal the cooked side of it. Seared and grilled marks made it look appetizing as well as the melted fat that covered the whole meat.After a few moments, I take my meat with chopsticks, whiffing the smell. I look at Yoongi teasingly. " Are you sure you are not hungry?" I ask. " What a shame..."Before I could bite into the beef, he stops me by holding my arm, making me smile in victory." Give me that." He says, taking the chopsticks out of my hand. He bites into it, grease smearing on the sides of his mouth. " Is it good? " I ask placing my elbow on the table as I rest my cheek against my palm. He continues to eat and then places a few pieces of beef into the grill. " Let me cook the beef."I smiled as I watched him. Why do I think that a boy who was doing nothing but grilling the beef is so pleasant to watch?I didn't knew I would be happy just by watching someone eat." What?" He catches my look while turning the beef on the other side. " Just eat the side dishes first, meat will be cooked in a minute."" It better be good." I demanded with a genuine smile. " Since you volunteered to cook for me."" Pshh!" He snorts as he takes a lead of lettuce from the basket. He placed the beef inside along with various vegetables . He wraps it and makes it into a lettuce wrap, his fingers holding it as he gives it to me. " Eat."I take the wrap and bite it in the half. The juiciness of the beef slices through the freshness of lettuce , a melody of flavours bursting into my mouth." Wow." I say as I chew. " This is good."" I know." He says while he makes one for himself. He eats it all in one go, his cheeks filled up like a hamster.After a few more mouthful of yummy wraps, I felt as I have no more space in my tummy and if I would try to stuff even a single pickled radish, it'd burst open and all the food will be out. Yoongi seemed like he felt the same way because he had stopped cooking already. We both rest the back of our heads into our seats. " Dara." He suddenly says." Hm?" I peek through, patting my tummy gently." Why are you nice to me?" He asks.I straightened my posture and looked at him." Am I?" I asked as he nods." I don't know. To be completely honest, I don't know why am I nice to you...Or why I want to be always there for you even for small things...Maybe it's just my nature?... But I don't know...it's just me, there's no answer to 'why'."" Hm." He says." Thankyou for bringing me to the medical room when I sprained my ankle."" That's nothing. That was what anyone would do when they see someone injured..."He shakes his head. " There were about 20 people who saw me getting injured but it was only you who stepped front for help."My blood rushed to my cheeks making me feel sudden heat  rise on my cheeks. I look down to prevent him from seeing my flustered face." H- how's your ankle?"" It's good now. Actually it healed after only two days...and then I was able to work right away." He says, taking a sip of his cola. ". But speaking of work..."" I'm not going to tell anyone.""Awesome. That's what I wanted to hear."" On one condition."" What the- you gotta be kidding me! I already gave you hotteok." He laughs, then looks at me. He stops when he sees that I'm serious. " What's that?"" Go to the school field trip."•••" It's not that easy." He keeps on telling me as we walk home." What do you mean?" I ask. " All you need to do is make your parents sign the waver and that's it."" It's not that easy." He tells me again. " And you know that I'm saving up for the Maschine."Oh, that's what it's called...." Well, um.. can't you ask your parents? It's not so much though. It's literally just the fares and entrance fee."" It's not that easy..."I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms as we continue to walk. " Well then, I guess I'm going to tell your friends that the reason you don't go to arcade with them is that because you work there."He stops walking and turns his head to me, his eyes glaring mine," don't you dare."" Maybe I would, maybe I won't." I say as I shrug, teasing him and hopping and skipping happily away from him." Dara, seriously." He walks as he follows me," I would go, but my parents..."I stopped and looked at him." What about your parents?"