Dancing On Thin Ice // KTH

Chapter 24

Carmela stomped behind Tae and they entered the kitchen, fuming. Aunt Kass smiled and spread her arms, presenting the three plates of delicious fajitas resting on the small dining table. 

"¡Es hora de comer! Come, my dears! You must be starving, let's eat!" Aunt Kass said.

"Yes! Finally..." Carmela smiled, her mood lifting.

She smelled the wonderful aroma of fajitas and glided over to the table. Eagerly sitting down, she immediately stuffed the spicy chicken and vegetables into her mouth, closing her eyes at the delicious taste.

"Eeeeeeh, Aunt Kass, it's so good! Thank you!" Carmela squealed. 

But her bad mood slightly returned as Tae sat next to her, digging into his own plate.

"Wow! This really is delicious! You're an amazing cook, Ms. Kass!" Tae said with a full mouth. Um, gross. 

"Ay, Taehyung, love! Please, call me Isadora! I am Isadora to you, mi querido!" Aunt Kass squealed and Tae grinned at her from across the table. Nope. Not with Aunt Kass you don't.

"Ahem, Aunt Kass. Next time you send someone to my room, could you remind them to knock?" Carmela asked.

"Huh? Oh, sure, sure, Carmela. But your room was locked, no?"

Carmela glanced at Tae's smirking face.

"No it wasn't, sorry. I forgot my dear colleague was here." She ignored Tae's frown.

"It's okay, mija. Next time you should be careful, in case someone walks in on you changing or something! Especially if its a dear colleague..." Aunt Kass giggled and lowered her face, munching on her food.

Carmela felt her face go warm, and she cleared her throat. Are you kidding? Why Aunt Kass, why?

"I should've knocked though." Tae said, and turned to Carmela. "Sorry about that. I'll definitely knock next time I go to your room." 

"Dude, keep dreaming. You're not going to my room again. Ever." She said, enjoying the spicy chicken in her mouth. 

Suddenly, Aunt Kass let out a mischievous chuckle. She stared down at her food with sly eyes and chewed slowly, nodding to herself. Tae and Carmela gazed at her, confused. Umm... okaaayy... What was up with her? 

"Right. Anyways, can I have a bit of your fajitas?" Tae said, turning back to Carmela.

"No you can not have a bit of my fajitas! You finished yours and now you wanna finish mine?"

"I'm hungry and they're so good." He whined, raising the pitch of his deep voice.

"Well, fajitas are MY favourite food, so don't you dare try to take them from me."

"Please?"

"Go away, Taehyung."

"Did you have a lot of friends when you were a kid?" 

What? That was random as hell. Carmela didn't know what to say. Her childhood was messed up after her mom died and her dad left for Mexico to live with his girlfriend. The only friend she was ever truly close with was Jules, who had been there with her every step of the way, who knew every secret about her, every insecurity. Well, almost every insecurity.

"Uhm, why are you asking that all of a sudden?" She said.

"Because I don't think you did."

"What? What makes you say that?"

"You don't know how to share." He simply stated.

"Ha! Are you serious? Trust me, I'm the best sharer out there! I just don't wanna share with you!"