Part Five - Manipulative Bitch

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"What about the caprese flatbread?" Hoseok asked me as we stood in line behind Jen and the other two placing their orders.

"The crab sushi looks good to me."

Mainly because he's already paying for my ticket, now he's insisting on buying my food, and the sushi is the cheapest thing on the menu.

He furrowed his eyebrows at me. "Stop picking things just because they're cheap," he smacked me upside my head, just hard enough to mess up my hair.

I reached a hand up to straighten out the strands. "Sorry, I just feel bad," I chuckled.

"How about the big bite sampler?" he offered, relaxing his hands into his pockets.

I made a face, "Too greasy. Just get the tempura sushi if you insist on spending more money on me than you need to."

He stepped up to the concession stand after the others had taken their order.

"Hello, Sir, what can I get you, today?" a small girl in a red uniform chirped.

"Hello, we'd like to get an order of tempura sushi and the ultimate nachos with shrimp," he said kindly.

He just had to.

"Um... Y-yes, Sir," she stuttered, biting her lip.

Did she just...?

Hoseok turned to me, "Do you want a drink?"

"Just water."

"And two waters," he added.

She typed the order into her screen. "What're your seat numbers?"

"K-one and K-two, theater three."

"That'll be thirty-three forty-eight."

Thirty-three forty-eight?! That's in addition to the thirty he's spending for the ticket!

He swiped a credit card.

"I'll be right back with your drinks," she said, eyeing him as she hurriedly walked down to a small fridge at the end of the stand.

A wave of jealousy washed over me.

That little bitch.

"Hold my hand," I ordered, pulling his wrist from his pocket and intertwining my fingers with his.

He gave a surprised look before the girl returned.

"Here you are, Sir," she said, staring unreasonably expectantly into his eyes. "Your food will be delivered to your seats when it's ready," she smiled brightly.

"Thank you." He reached a hand out and picked up the two water bottles by the caps, pulling my arm as he began walking away.

Her eyes fell to our hands clasped together. "W-wait!" she called, too quiet to be heard.

I stepped back as he pulled. I caught her gaze to smile at her, sticking my tongue out through my teeth and winking.

Her jaw dropped, staring in dumbfounded embarrassment.

"What're you looking at?" Hoseok asked, glancing back as I caught up with him.

"The girl flirting with you," I answered, a cheeky smile across my face as we walked toward where the girls were waiting.

"Huh?" he looked over to her for a moment. "What're you talking about?"

"Y'know, for a stripper, you're pretty oblivious to this kind of thing," I teased.

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