A World of our Own | K.TH *COMPLETED*

Risk

"Where do you think you're going?"

That was quicker than I expected.

After I'd made him faint, I'd felt bad about kissing him, fully knowing that he would faint from the touch of my lips. Well, not fully, but I'd definitely suspected the outcome, and I shouldn't have done something so mean to him.

So I'd decided to cook some food for him, and only when I opened the refrigerator door did I realize that I needed to go buy some food right away.

From the sudden shock of his unexpected awakening, a slight stutter takes place in my light voice. "G-grocery shopping."

"I'm coming with you." He climbs off the bed with one swift movement, grabbing a dark jacket from the coat hangers against the wall. "And don't even think about telling me that you're okay going alone."

At his reprimand, I quickly bite my bottom lip. That had been exactly what I was about to tell him.

Once we leave the building and continue towards the path to the store, I look up nervously. "I'm sorry," My voice sounds awfully vulnerable in the wintry air, and I try to thicken my tone as I speak again. "For making you faint."

When he doesn't give a reply, my anxiety gets even worse. I'm worried that he is angry at me for bringing the topic up— maybe he was sensitive about the subject, and thought I'd spoken too brashly.

But when I risk a glance at his facial expression, I realize with great relief that he was just thinking.

"I didn't know I'd react like that," He admits softly as he matches his pace with mine.

"But that couldn't have been your first time, could it?" At my assuming tone, he shoots a short glare at me. Wasn't it true? He was the definition of perfect— it probably wasn't an exaggeration when I said girls would kill to get a chance to kiss V.

"It was my first time, Tzuyu. Believe it or not, you were my first kiss." Then a horrified expression slowly sets in his face, his eyes going wide with shock.

Knowing what he was so horrified about, I quickly correct his assumptions. "You were my very first kiss as well— if you don't count my mother. I didn't even have friends before you came along, so you have nothing to worry about."

Then I realize we're at the grocery store, and immediately put an end to the discussion. It was getting quite awkward with my sudden confession about my loneliness before, and I didn't want to go any farther than I'd already did.

When we're in, I beeline for the bakery section of the store. I could already picture my arms full from pastries and confections from dainty macarons to soft, fluffy cakes— and just the imagination made me overly ecstatic.

And that's when I regret bringing V along with me.

"You can't eat that— too much chocolate. Doesn't it make you absolutely sick?" He points out sharply as he plucks the wrapped bread from my fingers, apparently unhappy with the amount of chocolate layered in the inside of the golden bread.

"Too much sugar, Tzuyu. It'd be better to eat an entire carton of ice cream than that." Ignoring my cries of protest, he proceeds to remove one of my favorite— strawberry cream pastry drowning in a ton of powdered sugar.

When he somehow manages to make even a simple chocolate chip cookie sound like it will kill you if you took a bite, that's the moment when I break.

"Gosh, V! I'm sorry, but I really don't need a mom right now. You need sugar to survive— or more specifically, I need sugar to survive. So if you will..."