"This had been my favorite." Haechan place a food in my plate and i noticed that it was a hot ramen, in seafood's flavor. The smell of its flavor came into my nose, making me feel good about it.
"You cooked it?" I asked him smiling. He handed me a pair of chopsticks and smiled. He nodded afterwards.
I started eating when i heard him said. "Koeun loves to cook for you too. I know, she is better in cooking than me, so sorry."
I found his smile adorable, and i ended up staring at him with a smile too.
"Her dishes were practically different from yours, i know." I chuckled. I felt his stare back at me.
"But Haechan, yours were special. I love it." I smiled. Then, he smiled back too.
"Your ramen is good. I didnt expect that you can cook something like this." I said.
It's the truth. I love it.
"Im not actually into ramens, Haechan. The last time i ate something like this is when i was on my young age, and it was being cooked by my Mom." I chuckled.
But he didnt chuckled, or laugh or smile at me. He remained staring at me.
"What?" I asked after i noticed it.
"Your Mom is already dead. Im so sorry for that." Haechan replied.
"Oh." I smiled at him. "It's not your fault. I know it ain't. Plus, we should forget the pain of the past right?"
He smiled as we continued eating our ramen until we finally get done and decided to take a walk outside together.
We started walking in silence. But wasn't an awkward one.
"First date?" I asked without looking at him.
"Looks like." He chuckled lowly.
"You liked it?" I asked.
"You mean what?" He looked at me.
I stared at him. "You liked it that we are like this right now?"
"Loved it." He smiled.
I chuckled as we started walking again.
Then, i offered my hand into him that made him stopped from walking.
He looked at me smiling.
"Would you like to hold your boyfriend's hand while walking?" I asked smiling.
Then, he laughed. That adorable laugh of him again.
"I would love too." Then he take it and intertwined our fingers really tight yet comfortable.
"It fits each others. It means, they belong to each other." I said smiling, referring to our fingers being intertwined.
We continued walking in silence.
"Mark." He called.
"Hmm?" I looked at him.
