ikigai | enhypen ni-ki

8

"Je suis désolé."

The man's scowl turned into some kind of burst of laughter covering his mouth and facing in the other direction avoiding eye contact with me that seemed to me he was laughing at my fucking accent.

How do I converse in French?

I rummaged my memories of google translate last night and this was the chance I could finally use that one phrase i'd practice all night for incase I wanted to invite someone for a meal.

"Voulez-vous vous joindre à moi pour un repas ?"

My voice was shaking, I was asking this man I just completely bumped into to join me for a meal in fucking French, and I think we all know I completely ruined that sentence.

I stared at his reaction and he tried hiding his smile and pursed his lips and smirked at me.

"Voulez-vous vraiment manger avec un parfait inconnu ?" He says or asks because he just raised a brow at me and I completely lost with what he said. Parfait? Isn't that a dessert? I'm so stupid.

But he is the only person who has spoken to me and he seems to be making fun of me in his head, which is completely better than 5 people snobbing me and a pervert who wants a one night stand.

"Je vais payer pour la nourriture" This is the last bit of french I know and remember which says, I will pay for the meal in case the person doesn't want to eat with me. So i'm just going to assume this man is broke and asked me a while ago if i was the one going to pay, yes.

Honestly if he is going to decline I still am going to try to be friends with this man, unless he is a bad person. He'a going to be the inspiration for my new book and this is the first time in a while I've felt a little spark and little ideas blooming in my head upon seeing something or someone rather.

I. am. not. giving. up.

As I wait for his answer I just stared at him until he finally spoke an answer "D'accord" He says and confusion is plastered on my face, what does that mean? Could he not just say something in english? I think at this point he is aware I am a foreigner.

Although this is the only time I've realized how deep his voice was and how sweet to the ears his accent is. He smiles at me and pushes back the bit of hair that fell in front of his face and gives me a thumbs up.

YES!! OMG!

Excitedly I grabbed his arm and just pulled him somewhere, anywhere and ran through whatever street I could find to find a nice restaurant to treat the stranger I'm dragging around.