Matchmaker: BOOK I [Y/N X KAI]

✨ Chapter 47 ✨

Actually, five thousand miles isn’t enough. I would've preferred to be on another planet entirely.

"Honestly? I don’t blame you for that!" she gasps, "That's one hella crazy situation. That child could've get you murdered."

Well, not literally, but yeah.

"I'm just really glad you got out of it. People can be nuts," she says.

That they can..

"Mark my words, this marriage? Is definitely not gonna last," I snap.

"Just the other day, I saw on Facebook that one of my exes, one that really broke my heart, is getting divorced after only being married for a year," she says.

Woah, suck that.

"Well, it's worth all the heartbreak to end up with the right person, right? I think each relationship allows you to learn something about yourself. And lets you discover what you're really looking for in a partner. So by the time you find your perfect match, you know that it's real," I say.

"I like your optimism. But I can't agree. Truly the only safe relationship these days is with pasta. It's the only thing that won't betray you," she jokes.

"Very accurate," I laugh, "Either ways, he or she was an idiot to miss out on someone like you."

"Well, I can't be too sure about that, but I'm definitely happy that it ended when it did. There obviously wasn’t a lot of happiness waiting for me in that relationship," she sighs.

Piyuu's phone dings. She pulls it out of her pocket to check it and stares at the screen for at least sixty seconds.

"Hello? Earth to Piyuu Wu?" I frown.

"Sorry, work.." she sighs.

Ouch, that's not the face of a happy camper.

"Oh yeah? How's that going? Are you still planning a career change?" I ask.

"Definitely, it's just..hard to put those plans into action," she groans, "..but let's talk about something else."

"Piyuu, are you sure?" I slowly whisper.

She nods, "I don't want to bother you with it, Niki."

Hmm..I think I might know how to kill two birds with one stone here.

I clear my throat "Okay, but I've been meaning to thank you for all the help with the shower.."

"You already thanked me! Excessively, I might add," she exclaims.

"No, I mean, really thank you, like the take you out to a fancy restaurant kind of thanks," I reply.

Look, Aria and Luhan paid me really well for the bridal shower. The least I could do is let Piyuu reap some of the benefits. And maybe get her to spill the beans about what's bothering her as well.

She shakes her head simultaneously, "That's really not necessary, Niki. I told you I was happy to help you."

"Piyuu, are you always this selfless? It's charming but it also makes it real hard to repay you," I say.

"It's nothing like that, Niki," she says.

"Oh, I see," I cross my arms and pout, "So you really hate me, don't you?"

"What? No, of course not! Why'd you think like that?" she gasps.

"Then stop rejecting me on my face. I'm not your ex," I hold her hands as my eyes light up in an idea, "There's this bougie place in the village that I always wanted to go to but never could afford it. Now, as a very accomplished employed woman, I can! We can go all out, order the fanciest food!"

Come on, Piyuu. Don't make me beg.

"That's so expensive, Niki. You really don’t have to!" her eyes literally floating in worry.

"I'm paying! What's the deal with you? Just get ready.." I push her back, "..now. You're going and that's final."

Piyuu chuckles and holds up her hands in surrender.

"Alright, alright. Don't kill me. I'll be ready in five," she says and goes inside to get ready.

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

This place is crazy. I'm pretty sure the flatware costs more than the apartment that I live in.

The hostess and Piyuu whispers like she's hiding from a murderer.

"I feel like they know that I'm not fancy enough to be here.." the tone of her voice and the fear in her eyes of getting caught for not being fancy enough will almost make you feel like it's a crime.

"Piyuu, this whispering isn’t going to help anything at all," I chuckle. Honestly, I get it, I get why she feels like this. Although I don't think anyone's judging us, per se, but we definitely stick out. This is clearly not our normal scene.

"Call me Lady Piyuelle Wuebster. The fanciest french woman Seoul has ever seen," she poses to sit like royalty and we both break out laughing.

A few minutes later, she picks up the menu and quite literally deflates.

She gasps, "Edible wood?! Mango foam? De Jaeger sounds ominous.." she looks up to me, "Niki, I've no fucking clue what half of this stuff is!"

"Same. I'm not even sure we're on the same planet as we were five minutes ago," I shrug.

"That almost makes it better. If we're on an alien planet and dining at an alien restaurant, I could get down with that. That's like a dream of mine," she laughs.

"That's right! Having no clue of the menu is like half the fun. We're being adventurous today. Where's the surprise in ordering something safe that we recognize?" I wink.

I just hope there's no cucumber or raw veggies on any of them. This adventure might kill me but I'd worry about it later.

Suddenly, the waiter arrives at our table and bows in the fanciest way possible, plastering a fake smile on his face. I don’t know if I'm being paranoid or his face looks like he knows this is our first time in somewhere so fancy like this.

"Good evening ma'ams. Did you need a few minutes to look at the menu?" he asks awkwardly.

Oh hell no, if we're going to go all out. Then we're really going to go all out.

✨ To Be Continued ✨