Good Boy?

Ch5

When I went to take the old lady and her grandson probably -'s order, I realised that the boy was none other than Taehyung. 

He too was surprised. He looked down again, as usual.

His grandmother, probably said, "Tae, what do you want to have?"

"I... I am fine with hamburgers and fries...", He said, not even looking up. 

"Okay. Then, we would like to place an order of a hamburger, fries, sujebi, kimchi and rice.", She said, smiling at me. 

I bowed and said, "I'll prepare it quickly."

I ran quickly to make their food. 

Why are they eating... a bit late?

It's not my right to know... It's their wish and their personal reason.

I pushed my thoughts away, and quickly prepared their food. It took some time, but I made Hamburgers alternately, so it balanced everything.

I took extra care of the plating because it was my first order of an elderly, and it's Taehyung's grandma.

I served their food and bowed, saying, "Please enjoy your food!"

She smiled at me and began eating. I walked to my teacher. 

"Is it someone you know?", She asked.

"Yeah, it's actually my classmate...", I said.

"By your face, it doesn't look like it's only 'a classmate'...", She said, teasingly.

My face went a bit red. "Nothing like that. He's a really innocent boy. He behaves the most decent in the whole world."

"You're pouring praises over him... It does show something...", She said, removing her apron.

I didn't reply, because I don't know what to reply to that. I was going to remove my apron too, when my teacher stopped me.

"Why?", I asked.

"Until the customer leaves, you're still busy. Who knows, they might place another order?", She asked.

I sighed. "Okay..."

Now, I'm terribly hungry. If I could, I would gobble up the whole restaurant!

My stomach was proving my statements by growling. I grabbed my bottle, and gulped some water, to feel better.

Taehyung and his grandmother were the only people in the restaurant. They ate slowly, talking and laughing happily.

That was the first time I saw Taehyung out of his comfort zone. He was decent and well behaved, but also joking and cute...

I dreamily looked at him, resting my palm against a table. His back was only seen, but I could feel his happiness from here. He must love his grandmother so much, to treat her so friendly, but decently.

After some time, they asked for the bill, and I grabbed the bill from the receptionist, and gave it to his grandmother, smiling. I had a tray in my hands, to put the empty dishes.

I took the tray to the room, and dumped it in the sink, and went back to the table where they sat in.

His grandmother asked, suddenly, as she paid the bill, "You do the waiting, cooking, and serving all on your own?"

"Uh, it's actually, I have a culinary course, and this is an assignment, to wait, serve, and cook the food for 10 customers. I want to be a chef...", I said, looking down.

What happened to me?

Did Taehyung's habit shadow on me?

I almost never look at the floor while speaking.