Game or Love?

Chapter 8

This Chaper is gonna be a bit long. Still hope you have fun^^

I was woken up from the good smell of breakfast. I opened my eyes and was wondering who that is. Then I suddenly realized what yesterday happened. When I thought about it I blushed it was so embarrassing that I held my hands in front of my face. Then Seven noticed that I woke up but I didn't noticed that he got closer to me and kissed my hands which were in front of my face. I realized it and took my hands down still blushing. „Good morning, Yoosung!" he smiled. His smile was like the sunshine for me. „G-Good morning...", I replied. „Please wash your face. Breakfast is already finish." While I brushed my teeth I thought about how he can cook. not that I thought he is good for nothing but the time we chatted he always took pictures with the drink 'Dr. Peppers' and the honey buddha chips. So when we were eating I asked him. „Hey, Seven... How can you cook when you never cooked before? Not that I'm underrating you but still..." He didn't say anything so I was scared that he would be mad at me. But then he looked at me with a smile:" I learned cooking from a friend. To be honest This here is the only thing I learned from her." When I heard that it was a girl I was disappointed. but I didn't show it because it would be too troublesome. So I just let my feelings inside of me. I'm way too scared to say something wrong and it could ruin everything.It was Sunday so I didn't had to go to work. But still I went there with Seven. At first he didn't want to go but then I could take him with me. When we arrived there I saw Jumin and Zen arguing again. And Jaehee was trying to stop the argue. They looked at us and they finally stopped arguing. Zen was like:" Yoosung?!?! Today is Sunday... You don't had to come to work!" „I didn't come as a worker but as a costumer." I smiled. He sighed and said:" Well then... Welcome my 'costumer' please sit down and wait for me..." he grinned. After some time Zen didn't come to take our order but Jaehee. When I looked to Zen... he had a mirror in his hands and fell in love with himself. It was so funny always seeing Zen like that. When we wanted to go the Cafe was getting crowd and Jaehee asked me if i could help out for a bit. I said it would be okay for me and asked Seven if it's okay. He nodded and I gave him my keys. Then I stood there and Zen was putting his hand around me. And then we laughed. I noticed that Seven was looking at me and i was irritated why he looked so angry. It was 8pm. The Cafe was never that late open. So I walked fast home. I was relieved that I saw light in the room. I opened the door:" I'm back!" I heard a kind of sad voice saying:" Welcome back..." I went inside and asked if he wanted some tea. He nodded. Then I asked him:" Come on Seven... What's wrong.... Did something happen when I was away?" He didn't say anything. But then I heard he mumbled:"...job..." I couldn't understand it good so I asked." What? What did you say...?" When I brought the tea to the table he said it." Quit your job..." I was surprised:"Eh... Why??" „You are way too close with Zen..." I was irritated. What does Zen have to do with this." W-Wait... Don't tell me that you are jealous of Zen... He is just a friend..." I looked at him he was angry:"What if I say that I am jealous?" „Why?!?! He is only a friend to me!!!" I was so mad at him. I didn't know why but I was mad. Without thinking I said:" You don't have the right to be jealous at someone... I'm the one who should be worried!!! You learned cooking from a girl... what should I think about that?!?! And you still didn't tell me your real name.... Do you trust me that much that you only hang out with me but you can't even tell me your real name or wh-„ I bit my lips. I finally realized I said something wrong. Something that could ruin everything. Something that could change everything. Something that was without thinking. When I looked up he looked at me. „So... that's how you feel huh..." He stood up and went to the door. I grabbed his hand while screaming:" No... That's not what I meant... It just slipped out!!! ple-„ „I won't come here anymore" he pushed my hand away and walked out. I ran to the door and opened it but I didn't see him.I slid down the door and began to cry:" I'm..... I'm sorry...." After that I didn't see him anymore...