choreographer | choi youngjae

[22] food

1/11/16
14:08 p.m

"guys!" i called. "we don't have any more food." i said with a blank face. "yah, momo, i thought you brought enough?" junior asked momo. "yah! you lil idiot! i'm your manager!" she shouted while i tried to stop her.

"well, it's not enough for seven boys!" she shouted. "correction, there's nine of us." bambam said. i looked at him in a weird way and he laughed nervously. "there's no point of saying it anyways!" i said.

"let's try to find a near restaurant here. there must be at least one." jb said, trying to keep calm. "mark, search it on your ipad." jackson said. "i have no more battery." he said. "were doomed!" they shouted. "no were not." i said and they looked at me.

i went back to the tent and grabbed my phone. i went outside and sat on the log. i searched some restaurants that could be near our place. correction, i used yelp. always helpful when you're a pig like me.

"there's one, called pf-food." i said. "what?" momo asked. "it's an asian restaurant. i don't know if it's korean, chinese or japanese though." i said. "it's fine!" yugyeom said.

"where is it?" junior asked. "it said, that you just go out of the camping site and you'll find it right there." i said and they nodded. "let's go then!" we cheered. after that, we took off, leaving our stuff behind with the tents closed.

bambam, gyeom, junior, jb and mark walked together. so as momo and jackson. which leaves me with youngjae. "minju!" momo called.

she pulled me away from youngjae, which i think meant she wanted to have a girl talk. "what is it?" i asked. "help me.. i need to stop liking him.." she said. "w-whattttt?" i asked. "i thought i liked jin, but him!" she shouted and pointed at jackson.

"you can like them both. their both nice, and a gentleman." i said. "wel, uhm no.. it's because i.. i kissed your oppa." she said.

"you what?!" i shouted. the seven boys stopped and looked at me. "ahh.. carry on." i said and we all continued walking. "oh my god. i can't believe you kissed jin." i said.

then i suddenly remembered what happened last night. i touched my lips, causing momo to look at me weirdly. "what is it?" she asked.

"n-nothing!" i said. "you're weird." she said. "are you kidding me? i'm the weird one? you're the one who kissed a guy who still has an old pink flip phone! when did that happened?!" i shouted.

"last month." she said.

i face-palmed my head. i'm so stupid. "of course you did." i said. "but what's with the sudden lip touching?" she asked. "that's nothing." i said. "i don't believe you. who did you kiss?" she asked. my eyes grew big. "i didn't!" i shouted. she glared at me.

"go talk to jackson." i said and pushed her away.

i walked beside youngjae and he looked at me weirdly. "what was that all about?" he asked. "girl problems." i said. "what do you do when you like two boys?" i asked. he looked at me. "yah, do you like someone else?" she asked.

"no! it's momo!" i shouted.

"oh. jinjja?" i asked and he nodded. "i don't like anyone else." i said. "except me." he said and winked. "aish!" i shouted at him. i hit his shoulder and he laughed. "why? it is true right?" he asked and i blushed. "stop it!" i shouted at him.

"hey, what's going on back there?" mark asked. we looked at him and i smiled nervously. "ehehe. nothing." i said and walked beside mark instead. "that's the restaurant!" i shouted and pointed at the restaurant in front of us. we cheered and went inside. we looked at the girl in the cashier and she smiled at us.

"magandang hapon po! ano po ang order niyo?" she asked in a different language.

wait, what did she say?

"sorry, we didn't understand." mark spoke in english. "oh, sorry i thought you were filipino's." she said. "wait, this is a philippine restaurant?" jackson asked. the cashier nodded. "now, what do i get you?" she asked. "give us your best selling food!" bambam said in english.

we sat in the table and waited for the order. that's weird. i didn't know they have philippine restaurants here in korea. after a few minutes, the food came in.

"here we have dinuguan!" the waitress said. "we also have kare-kare and adobo!" she said. we looked at the orders. the first one looked really weird. "enjoy your meal." she said and walked away.

we all tasted the food and it tasted really good. all of them are. "oh! hyung! this is what we tasted before at the philippines!" bambam said to jackson. "oh yeah. i remember!" he said. "hmm.. delicious." we said.

jb asked mark to call the waitress so she went near us. "what is the first meal you gave us called?" mark asked. "dinuguan, sir." she said. "what is it made of?" mark asked.

"pig blood." she said.

i spitted my food on my plate and the others looked at me weirdly. i understand english though. and yes, that's right she said pig blood.

"what did the girl say?" momo asked. "pig blood." i said, disgusted a bit. mark and jackson continued eating, anyways. "ew." momo said. "i don't eat blood." i said. "it still taste good anyways." bambam said.

mhmm.. sure. no thanks bambam.