Choosing You (The Devil Prince X The Pretty Angel)

Chapter 66: Give and Take

Present Day

Yang and Minjun's Apartment

Minjun's POV

It's scary. I had never seen Yang this angry before. In fact, he had never gotten angry at me before; well he maybe he did get a little mad when he knew that I had doubted his feelings for me and kept it to myself for two years .

But, it was not like this. I had never seen him like this.

He kept his silence in the car, all the way home. And he never once glanced at me. When we got home, he went straight to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Usually, we would have sat down on our two person seater, cuddling a bit, maybe do a little kissing before he told me to take my bath as he began preparing for dinner. After I finished bathing he would make his and I will continue what he was doing in the kitchen. Usually we would finish cooking together. Then we would eat dinner talking about anything and everything. If we grabbed dinner outside, we would often take bath together. We loved making out in the bathroom and finishing it off on the bed.

Well. Not today. Ever since our interrupted talk earlier, Yang had never spoken to me; not even once.

Well, him being like this was both scaring and pissing me off too. I was scared of this situation, because Yang had never treated me this way before. But I was getting pissed off as well because I didn't think that I deserve his anger. Not this time.

I had my bath hurriedly and walked out to the kitchen. To my surprise, he seemed to have worked so efficiently today that there's not much I could do for the preparation. He had already put the stew to boil and the veggies had already been stir fried. The rice was on its way as well. Today, Yang really proved that he's a cook and not only a baker.

Yang left me standing there as he went and take his bath. He still wasn't speaking, or looking at me.

I sat down on our seater. Fine. Let's see just how long he could drag it off! I fumed silently, to myself.

I forced myself not to react when I heard him coming out of the bedroom and walking to the kitchen.

Twenty minutes later, I heard him but began preparing the plates and everything, whilst I was still sitting there on the seater, fuming. He sat at the dining table leaving me alone in the living room in all those twenty minutes.

"Let's have dinner.." He finally talk; and in at instant, my resolve to get back at him crumbled. Instead of feeling smug that I won; he broke the silence first; I was actually almost broke down in tears of relief.

I closed my eyes, to get my emotions under control, and I also took several deep breaths before I finally stood up and turn to face the kitchen.

I saw him already sitting at the dining table. And I avoided looking at him in the eye, as I walked there. I was afraid that if I did I might lose control of my emotions and I would really break down and cry.

I pulled my seat and sat down in front of Yang, keeping my eyes on the food.

"Thank you for the food." My heart skipped a beat; well, at least we're still in sync offering prayer before we eat. I bit my lip, resisting to have a peek at his face because I really don't think I could hold back tears now, if I saw him.

Then, I saw his chopsticks moving and taking some veggies, then he put them into my bowl. Then he shredded the chicken meat and put some chunks into my bowl again.

I froze. I couldn't move or do anything. I didn't even realised what was going on until I saw droplets of water falling on the table. What's that? What's happening? Am I crying? Yes, I am.