To The Stars With You

☆ Imaginary Taste ☆

Chapter 15: Imaginary Taste

"Ahh... In the end, even when I don't have any work to do, I still end up here, huh?"

The redhead yawned, stretching in his seat.

Somehow, it feels more relaxing sitting here without work...

He took out his tablet and set it in front of him.

Honestly, there isn't really anything to play right now.

Dream Festival's event starts on Thursday, Ensemble Star's event just ended... I haven't touched Love Live in a year...

Seven flicked the screen, skimming through the many applications and games that took up the device's memory.

The only thing I can do now is...

... watch anime.

He sighed to himself and tapped his screen, opening an app which allowed him to watch whatever was new - or old.

The redhead gazed at the screen in boredom.

Are you serious? I haven't been updated about all these new releases at all.

I should have checked Twitter for updates more often...

Seven scrolled through series after series, none catching his attention.

It's all... not interesting...

Maybe one or two caught my eye, but I mean-

Besides Dream Festival and Yuri on Ice and I don't know... Natsume Yuujinchou Go...? There isn't much.

And where's the rest I've been waiting for?

Are you telling me that I'll have to wait another year for Super Lovers Season Two and Hitoriji- wait, what's it called... Hitori- something- something- hero...

I forgot the name...

Hitorijime? Hitorijima? Both wrong?

The redhead grit his teeth, frustrated.

Whatever it was! I need it now.

I'm dying of boredom...

Seven closed the app, unable to find something that he desired to watch.

And the only reason why I'm this bored-

-with nothing else taking up my mind-

-is because of Jumin Han.

His gaze flickered over to the screen of his phone, which lit up with a new notification.

Speaking of which... there's his reply.

Seven tapped the notification and read Jumin's message silently - and with much eagerness.

Right... 'bawling your eyes out on my shirt yesterday' he says... Don't remind me...

Ah. Yeah, 12pm is fine. I'll take note of that and type a reply back later...

He doesn't like sweet things-

-Note number two.

I have an infinite supply of Honey Buddha chips.

And-

-WHAT?

The redhead squinted at his screen and rubbed his eyes.

Am I seeing things?

'Your kisses... well, they taste like pancakes' it says.

'They taste like pancakes.'

'They'

'Taste'

'Like pancakes.'

Seven's face flushed in embarassment.

And then he ends off the damn message because he's embarassed!

What about me?!

I bet I look like a can of Phd. Pepper right now!

He covered his face with his hands and let out a silent scream.

I bet this guy doesn't even know what he's saying!

I didn't even eat pancakes yesterday...

-Hold on.

Seven flinched, suddenly remembering that he told Jumin that-

-His kisses tasted like strawberries.

Does he even eat strawberries?!

Were we both just imagining things while drowning in our first kiss?

Or is that...

... something else we'll have to find out...?

The redhead decided to type a reply back.

-

Yeah, 12pm for lunch is good.

I'll meet you here at the café.

Also-

-I didn't eat pancakes yesterday.

You don't eat strawberries either, do you?

Then... were we just imagining the taste?