CHAPTER 6

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It was kinda awkward

When we reach my place. Both were in deep thoughts unable to utter a word. Questions keep lingering in my head even though I choose to shrug it of.
Who's his jealous of?

Is he jealous of the fact that I might steal his woman from him? But he already disclosed the fact that Architect Kim is not into guys. Therefore, there will be no way they are in a relationship.

My head hurts thinking about the second idea. Is he somehow attracted to me? My inside would rejoice knowing that but I can't jump to that conclusion. However, what's his reason to be jealous? Who made him jealous?

A heavy sigh came out, I'll have a migraine deducting things.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw him look at me with his wary face. Did the situation bother you too?

"We're here." He declared breaking the quiet atmosphere.

I turn to look at the two story apartment beside the car. Unclasping the seatbealt, I opened the door beside me. I look at him with hesitation. Contemplating if I were to invite him inside or not.

"Care to have some tea first?"

Joong look at me with wide eye looking surprised. I haven't invited everyone over so I don't know what to say. I chewed my lip, when he idled for a second.

He might be thinking I'm a creep.
With motionless face he nod and unclasp his seat belt. I watched him slide from the driver's seat and closes the door. His face is bright but his eyes looks exhausted. I look at him with worried face, did I make a good decision inviting him over? He may look strong on the outside but his eyes says the opposite. It's weary.

He look at me using his tired eyes.

A smile flash my face as I begin to walk leading the way to the apartment. He silently walked after me.

Dropping my wallet and phone in the center table in the living area. I gestured him to sit in the sofa. "Have a sit first. I'll go get your tea."

Cooking and me might not be a good combination, but I can make tea. She did teach how to make tea every time my grandparents visits us or to accommodate guest. My mother would let serve the tea which of course made my me.

"Here, green tea, it has been said that this tea clears exhaustion."

"Thank You."

I look at him reminiscing my childhood memories. "You know, when I was a little. My mom would always nag at me for not attending tea sessions with my grandparents. But, What can I do? It is embedded in my small mind that children are supposed to play. Not attending tea sessions with grands." I paused for a second looking at his face. "Now, no matter how much I would love to attend. My schedule doesn't let me."

It's a shame, the thing that you forsaken before is the thing that you want to do so badly but didn't get the chance to be able to.

"Did I talk so much?" I said, as I found his hazel brown orbs met mine. Blinking for a few times he let go and drinks his tea.

The corner of his lips rose up as he put down the tea cup. "No. It's actually quite refreshing to know your childhood." looking at me with those hazel orbs.

"You want some cookies?" I beam at him. Avoiding any contact, I stand and decided to get him some cookies. "Wait, I'll get you some."

I made my way to the kitchen, and get some cookies from the ref. It's quite cold though, I chewed my lower lip debating if should bring this over or not.

But then, I already said I'll get him some. Would it be rude to brought nothing? Or is it more rude to bring cold cookies? I stood there for a second before deciding to just bring it over.

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