The Letters In His Lunchbox

Note XI

It was a relief, a feeling that she was safe the moment she locked the door behind her.

She began trying to distract her mind from the topic, from him, from them .

Her chores were all over. Her mind was still stuck on the scene that had unfolded before her.

It was true that she had moved on quick .

But she had moved on . Not by healing herself, but by pushing all her pain to the back of her mind .

She had loved him so much, she still did. She knew that . Very well.

Seungwan's mind began to remind her of all those times they had spent together, all those memories.
She almost felt as if running back to him.

She began to panick. One part of her wanted to forget him, while the other wanted to hold on to him, the love they shared, no. The love they used to share ..

She wanted to distract herself. But nothing proved useful .

Her panicking mind suddenly came to a halt when she saw the note that she had removed from todays lunch box and keot it on the kitchen platform .

Unknowingly her curiosity to read what was in it preceded her thoughts as she slowly trudged to the kitchen , took the note, and went to make herself comfortable on the couch.

Once again, it was written in his neat handwriting, the beautiful cursive..

" No. I do not have any allergies. And l need to say this but today's lunch reminded me of my mother's cooking . It had been long since i had tasted anything similar to her cooking . Thanks a lot .

Y."

Once again she smiled . Without her knowing, she had forgotten all about what had happened that evening..
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"Hyung are you sure you wanna keep working ? "
Namjoon asked once again as he looked at his friend who had been working since last night and had'nt gone home either .

"Yeah no problem. "
Was all he heard from his hyung.

"Uh okay. "
Namjoon said before closing the door behind him.

It was already afternoon and Yoongi had been working continous. It was comeback season for two of their agency's groups and it seemed that both of their melodies seemed revision before finalising it. There were twenty four songs in total for both the groups together and it seemed it would take him one more night to finish it.

He was so hungry that his stomach and begun making weird noises. He was about to call for a takeout when his door opened revealing the delivery boy.

Ah right, this guy does come everyday

Yoongi mentally face palmed himself as the delivery boy kept his lunchbox at the regular place before leaving with a bow.

He tiredly walked towards the couch where his lunch had been delivered.

As soon as he opened the box, the smell of fresh food greeted his senses, refreshing them for the first time in two days.

For the first time he felt thankful to Taehyung for arranging this set up.

It was kimchi fried rice today and it looked delicious. First bite in and Yoongi closed his eyes as he felt his taste buds tingle.

It was cooked to perfection and he just couldn't stop himself.

Before he knew, Yoongi had devoured the entire lunchbox. That was when he realized, how hungry he had been.

He felt refreshed and full as he opened a can of sprite from his mini fridge. That was when he remembered the small notes that were always there in the lunchbox.

He walked towards the couch and lifted the lid of the now empty lunchbox. And as expected, there it was, neatly folded and safely kept in the upper compartment.

A small smile broke out as he read what was written in it.

I'm happy you liked it. To be honest I was a bit scared you wouldn't like my cooking.
But now that you have said you like it, I feel much better. Infact it would be great if you could tell me what you like and dislike, so that I can prepare accordingly. : )

W

The note was written very neatly. And the fact that his words were appreciated gave him a mental boost that he so required. He was smiling even as he wrote the reply for today's note.

He was folding it when the delivery boy came back to pick up his box. He closed it quickly before sending it back.

"Sir do you like the service? "
The boy asked, looking at him, a clip board in his hand.

"Yeah it's great. "

"How much would you like to rate it on a scale of 1-5 sir? "
The boy asked once again, this time his pen also ready.

Yoongi didn't have to think much before replying.

"5 on 5 of course. "
He smiled for the second time that day for the same reason while the delivery boy seemed simply unfazed as he noted it down before leaving.

It was nice.. the note and the food... I wonder who he or she is...

Yoongi thought as he sat back in his chair, diving back into his work, but this time with contentment and fully refreshed.

-to be continued-