"Mark! You didn't have to." I said. He sat down and gave me a fork, because he knew I wasn't the type to use chopsticks. I nearly took a bite of the eggs, but tilted the fork in his direction silently telling him to eat it first. He questioned it at first, but opened his mouth so I could feed it to him. He chewed gladly and took the fork from my hand. "Oh, no." I smiled. Mark twirled the ramen around the fork and fed it to me with his hand cupped underneath just in case it spilled. I accepted the ramen, of course.
Then I suddenly felt a noodle slip down my throat and, without a warning, I choked. Mark stood up and immediately went behind me and hugged me forcefully. You know the thing they do when people choke? Yeah, that's what he did. I felt his chest on my back and breath on my neck. Was I in heaven after choking on that noodle? Nope. I saw that same noodle fly out of my mouth, landing on the table. I breathed heavily, but Mark didn't stop holding me.
I felt super embarrassed! How was I gonna look him in the eye without remembering this very moment? Oh gosh...... "You alright?" he asked, still behind me. I cleared my throat. "Y-yeah....thanks." He let go, unfortunately, and stood in front of me. I still felt a bit embarrassed and looked down. Mark put one hand on my shoulder and the other pushed up my chin. My eyes met his, and just stared into them. This erased everything in my mind, and every negative feeling I could ever have.
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A Million Ways To Love You | there's no plot.
Romantik✩ ✦ ✯~ "I love life." -Something I never thought. And I'll tell you why, because it will be good if someone knows why I'm leaving. I'll miss him. More than I should. But it's just fate of art. Not 'state of the art', but fate...