I looked at him and pouted. I just finished eating the pancake he gave me, and I wanted more. But we're now a few streets away from the market, very far from where we bought Hotteok.
His eyebrows furrowed when he noticed me looking, “What's wrong?” he asked, glancing at me.
I pouted even more. I pointed at my empty cup and at his half-eaten cinnamon pancake. It was neatly placed in between a folded tissue paper. “I want more,” I said, as I tried to pull off my cute look.
His lips twitched, I think he's hiding a smile. “Don't laugh at me!” I crossed my arms. “Aish, so greedy!” I whispered under my breath and I stopped walking. He stopped, too.
Tsh, he shouldn't have! I didn't ask him to!
He shook his head defensively. “I'm not,” he said, convincing me, or more like, convincing himself. “here.” He stretched out his arm, the one holding his unfinished pancake.
“Eat a lot.” He chuckled and patted my head. He then put his hands inside his pockets and started walking.
I stood there, still shocked. I bit my lip, I honestly did not expect him to give me this whole. I thought he was just going to let me take a bite off of it!
I started to comeback to my senses when he was already a few steps away. “W-wait!” I chased on him, I grabbed the hem of his hoodie and tugged it.
He stopped from his tracks, probably noticing he left me behind. He turned to me, I blushed under his gaze. I looked down as I handed him his Hotteok. “This..” I trailed off, “is yours.”
A small grin appeared on his face, “Yeah? And I gave it to you, so you should eat it.” he said.
“But.. what about you?” I asked, my voice kind of fading. I was shy. “Aren't you hungry, too?”
He chuckled again, “Silly little girl,” his head tipped back from amusement. “don't worry about me, I'm fine. Seeing you full makes me full.”
He casually placed his arm on my shoulders, pushing me a little, maybe encouraging me to walk? And so I did.
“You sure you don't want some?” I asked, he shook his head once more. “Oh, come on! I know you're probably hungry. Eat a little, I'll feed you, okay?”
He scanned my face, smiling a bit. “Fine, let's eat.” I grinned, I took a bite and then made the pancake face him. He took a bite while grinning.
“Baby girl, you're so fucking cute,” he said, bringing his hand down from my shoulders to my waist. He hugged me tight and positioned himself behind.
I froze.
He placed his chin on my shoulder, his hot breath fanning my cold cheek. He planted a kiss there. “You're cold,” he stated as a matter-of-fact.
He wrapped me with his jacket while he was still wearing it, locking me in between his arms. “Ya, next time, wear thicker coats, a'ight? You'll freeze to death,” I could only nod.
He hugged me tighter and kissed my cheek again, but this time around, he kissed the both of them. I smiled, I faced him and raised the pancake to his mouth. He looked at me as he took a big bite out of it.
He grunted. “Damn, I wanna finish this already.” He pouted, “I wanna hug you more, baby.” He whispered. I smiled sheepishly and tried to take a bigger bite. He grinnned.
Oh, what would I do with my clingy boyfriend?
