Eugene Lee Yang Fanfiction (Completed)

Chapter 2: Not a Crush Anymore

"It needs some salt." I mutter, tasting his kimchi stew. It was fucking good, I could eat this shit all day. I smile, as he pats my head and adds a pinch. He lifts it up to his mouth, and takes a sip.

"Seems good." he smiles, cute as ever and I can barely hold back; hugging him forever isn't so bad is it? Honestly, I was kinda confused. As we were cooking, he'd "accidentally" touch my hand and it was so embarrassing I could explode. Was he flirting or just being clumsy? I had to brush it off, no matter what. I picked up two bowls and poured some from the pot.

"Here," I said, handing him a bowl of his delicious concoction, "Itadakimasu!" He blushed and replied back,

"Arigato Kagami-chan." CHAN?! HE DIDN'T JUST.....and I died right there and I just ran off with my bowl of kimchi into my room. After settling down, he came in, his face a little darkened.

"Eugene...are you okay?" I say stuttering, worried. He shook his head.

"Are..are you scared of me?" I set my bowl down onto my nightstand and shook my head furiously.

"I could never.." I say pausing. "Why do you ask?" He looked down, and brought the spoon to his lips.

"You kinda ran away." He looked up and smiled slightly. It looked so forced. I felt like such a dick. Aagh....

"I-I,..I'm just a little flustered, cause, you're my idol and all. That's it, don't be sad." I walked up to him and gently took his bowl of kimchi from his hands and set it next to his bed. I took him by the hand and pulled him to his bed opening his covers.

"Thanks..." we stayed silent for a moment, just sitting there on his bed. "I was worried for a bit.." he muttered. Now, I was used to becoming a tomato but this was as if you bombarded me with tomatoes. For twenty hours straight. Everywhere. I didn't notice, but he took my hand gently, and pulled me in. My heart was beating out of my chest and I could barely breathe.

"Eugene..." I muttered, feeling his heart beat quicken. This..this is what I wanted. I was a single 25 year old without any love in my life. Feeling this warmth, it was...amazing. I wrapped my arms around him gently, feeling him flinch. Maybe, just maybe, this wasn't a crush anymore. A few seconds later, we made eye contact and we let go, embarrassed, I might've let go too much, because I fell off the bed. Things went black for a few seconds, and I sat up, rubbing my head. "Owwee..."

"Kaga!" he yells, jumping off the bed. He lifts me to my feet, and once again, face redder than a tomato. I'm a little woozy, but I'm able to look confident and stable. As stable as a whoozy ass bitch gets. I simply smile and mutter,

"I'm alright." I mutter, as he helps me on my bed. "I...uh.. thank you." he nods, as we just make awkward eye contact.

"No no, it's my fault, that was unnecessarily done." I grab his hand and shake my head ferociously.

"I liked it...don't worry. " I look away blushing. Should I tell him? No, that's not right. Crap, my heart hurts so bad. Now I actually know, that this, this feeling isn't just a crush anymore.