Use Me Please [Mature Content]

Chapter 38

'Oh..you're back...'

The sudden movement woke me up from the nap I've fallen into on the couch while watching a random drama airing. Rubbing my eyes as his handsome face smile apologetic back at me. He must have picked me up attempting to carry me to bed, as his hands were under my back and him bending halfway to balance.

"I'm sorry...the shoot took longer than expected.."

I shook my head before pulling him towards me and hugging him tight in my embrace.

'Don't be. That's just silly.'

I mumbled while trying to snug into his embrace, wrapping my hands around his waist instead.

"Were you bored at home?"

His smile widen as his hands wrapped around me, leaving a soft kiss on the crown of my head.

'Oh yea! I prepared lunch for you!'

I jump up at the reminder and tug his hands to the dining table.

'....uhmmm...'

I paused as I look at the soaked vegetables and a really dry looking grilled salmon. It certainly look much better when I just serve it...I took a tiny glance at the clock and realized it is now 3AM. Almost fifteen hours since I finish cooking.

'I mean...are you hungry?...I can cook ramen..'

I try to rephrase my words while trying to silently push the dishes away and out of sight.

"What are you talking about? These looks great, I'm going to finish them up!"

Placing his hands on mine to stop me from throwing the dishes away, he firmly push them back to the center before walking over to the pot of rice and dishing out a big bowl of it.

'...I really don't think you should...'

Hesitating, I cringe my nose at how dry the bowl of rice looks. He ignored my words, his gaze goes straight to that really dry grilled salmon on the table.

"I'm going to finish all of these."

I watch as he sat down in front of the dishes stubbornly. I bit my lips as I carefully slide into the chair across his and watch as the spoon try to make its way through the harden bowl of rice.

Somehow I have a feeling that he will feel worse if I insisted on throwing the dishes away. So I sat as I watch, almost painfully, as he silently finish the meal. When he fit the last bite into his mouth, I've come to conclusion that this definitely wasn't about just missing out on a homecook meal.

'Yummy isn't it?'

I ask cheerfully as I stood up to clear the dishes. I watch as he finally look at me in the eyes. Reaching across the table, I pat his head and pinch his cheek.

'Thank you for enjoying the food'

He gave a slight smile back in response as I nod my head and brought the dishes to the sink.

'You'll do the dishes since I prepared the meal right?'

I grin as he nodded, the smile still weakly hanging on his face.

'Come on over then'

He stood up and walk over. I move to the side and let him do the dishes.

'...I'm happy. Very, very, very happy.'

Noticing him pausing, my gaze travel back up to his. Obviously, he is confused with my sudden confession of happiness.

'My boyfriend cares so much about how I feel that he is willing to finish stale food and even does the dishes. Shouldn't I be happy?'

I raise my brow as I ask him. Watching him frown grow again, I frown back before reaching out to hug him tightly.

'...but i'm not okay. I don't like that my boyfriend needs to feel guilty for something that is out of his control.'

Feeling his head resting on mine and his hands tightening our hug, I tighten my embrace too.

'I'm planning to stay by your side for a very long time...okay?'

"...Okay"

Nodding my head in his embrace, my hands pat his back softly.