“Are you jealous?” I ask, curious.

“Bfft.” Luhan almost spit-take with his miso soup. “Why would I feel jealous over you?” He said bluntly, yet his face glowed a deep red.

I chuckled. “I’m only kidding. You don’t have to get so mad.”

“Hmph,” Luhan sullenly sipped his miso soup.

I thought he’d joke right back. Guys are so hard to understand.

back to the story.