Zelo

5.

"Choi no, no I'll make food."

"But I want Chinese." We're outside a fancy Chinese restaurant. "You can go, but I'm eating here, and are you really going to turn down a free meal?" He raises his eyebrow. "Let's go." I follow him.

***

"I hope you're happy." He burps super loud, while walking outside.

"Very. Let me carry your bag." He grabs it from me.

"I'm good."

"Ara let me carry it." He tries to grab my bag. 

"Fine."  I swing it at him.

"This is heavier than I thought."

"Thank you."

"No problem."

"For everything." He smiles.

"No problem, it was nothing."

"Zelo?"

"What's up." I want to go on another date with you.

"Your shoelaces are untied."

"Oh." Before he does anything else, I go bend down to tie them for him. "You didn't have to."

"I wanted to." He blushes and the rest of our walk is silent. I open the door for us.

"Let's do this again sometime." He drops my bag.

"Hey my laptop's in there!"

"I don't care."  He walks away. "Hey." He turns around.

"What now? I still got homework to do."

"Oh umm then nevermind."

"Okay, actually..."

"Huh?"

"Could you help me with my math homework?"

"Yeah sure." He enters his own room, I'm left standing there.

"Well come in." We sit at his desk. "I'm doing it all right, but it's not the right answer, I've done it multiple times now, even checked it. And it's wrong." He hands the book to me. He's taking the math I took senior year.

"Dude your using the wrong equation."

"Nooo."

"Yes you are." I grab the equation sheet, and point to the right one.

"Then do it." I erase his work, and solve it. "Oh. I feel stupid." I smile. "Beauty and brains." He whispers.

"Is that all you need help with?"

"Yeah. Uh thank you." I'm about to stand up, he grabs my hand. "Stay here." He's working on the problem. "Please."

"Uhh umm okay." I watch him as he works. I rest my head on the desk. "You're doing it right now." He smiles and I close my eyes. "You're a really good dancer, and rapper."

"Thank you."

"I've got so much respect for you stars. Always working on dances, learning songs, going on tours, having little time to see your families.  It's ridiculous. And you want to go to school, I respect you even more. Getting your education, it's important. What do you want to do after you're done being an idol?" I open my eyes, he's staring straight at me. "Hmm."

"Well serving in the military is the first priority, then maybe after, have my own business or something." He says that quietly and continues to work.