Saranghaeyo, Noona!

Chapter 9

[SAMANTHA'S POV]
I felt hot air fanning my face so I opened my eyes. I was shocked to see Mark's face very close to mine. Then I felt the tip of his nose touched mine. OMG! What's happening? Then he leaned back and opened his eyes. I stared at him wide eyed.

"W-what's that?" I stammered

"Uh... I just want to wake you up. I can't move my arms because of this blanket. So I use my nose. Yeah, that's it." Mark answered awkwardly. Biting his lower lip.

Then I noticed that my arm is still draped on top of him. I immediately removed my arm and hurriedly stand away from the bed.

"I'm so sorry! It's just that you're so hot when I got here."

He just stared at me.

"I mean literally hot with fever not hot like you're hot... but I don't mean that you're not hot, coz you are hot... as always." I covered my mouth fast in case I blurt out more nonsense.

He just smiled a little.

"A-are you feeling okay now?" I asked, still stammering a little

"Yes. But still feeling weak, a little. Thanks for taking care of me."

"You're welcome. Anyway, it's almost dinner time. What do you want to eat? I'm sure you're hungry. I'll cook for you. You just have to sit there and relax."

"No, thanks! I don't want to be too much of a burden to you. They will come home soon anyway. Jackson said he'll bring me soup."

"Silly! You're not a burden. It's okay. Just wait. I'll check the kitchen." Then I went to look for anything I can cook

After 20minutes, I came back with a bowl of porridge. Mark is still lying down on his bed.

"Here, eat some porridge so you'll gain your strength back and after you eat you can drink your medicine." I helped him sit on the bed and placed a pillow on his back.

I sat beside him and scooped on the porridge. It's still hot so I blew on it a little before putting it in his mouth. He obediently opened his mouth. I smiled a little because he's such a baby.

"Why are you smiling?"

"It's nothing. I just remembered feeding my nephews before when they're still babies."

"Ah... So I look like a baby to you. Is that right?"

"Hahaha! Yeah. A very cute, big baby boy."

He just kept quiet. Then when I was about to give him another scoop of porridge, he held my hand.

"Sam, I'm so sorry..." He said looking down.

"F-for what?" I asked. Still looking at my hand that he is holding.

"For everything. I'm sorry that I can't even explain myself. Maybe someday..." He said

"Mark, can I ask you just one question?"

He nodded

"Do you still want to be friends with me?"

He didn't answer at once. After a few seconds, he nodded.

"Then, okay. Let's just forget about it and start all over again. Someday, if time comes that you're ready to explain, then that's it. But if not, it's still okay." I smiled at him

He just stared at me. Then lowered his head.

"Why don't you get mad at me? I did something wrong to you." He asked

"You already said sorry. And you said that you still want to be friends with me. So, it's okay. I don't know what's the real reason but I'm sure that you have a valid one."