I inhaled oxygen deeply into my almost stuck lung. I knocked my forehead repeatedly in frustrated and mostly ashamed. Oh gosh, my image ruined in front of Myungsoo. I lean in on the wall, resting my head against the cold block. I dialed Woohyun's number in quick. I pouted in disapproval as I could hear a small smirk from Woohyun even before I say hello. 

"So how was it? Your pizza?" 

Even his voice sounds so annoying. 

"Delicious. You never failed makes me annoyed. Oh my god! Save me, Woohyun ah! I'm totally ruined. What should I do with my image in front of Myungsoo?" I cried out loud, letting him to chuckle in teasing mode.

I imagined back Myungsoo's awkward smile after seeing the pizza served on his plate and it has turned a flip table where Myungsoo gets up and offers him to do a special dish. Okay, where should I hide? Maybe, under table?

Woohyun laughed in response. 

"That's only happen when you are trying to look good even you are actually not that great though. You're just beautiful, and that's it. Remember when..."  

He paused once he realized he was about to mention what past. He stopped until that point, didn't want to bring the past up between them. He somehow adored their past than current but past is past. He missed old them.

'When you did it before, serving ramyun for our first dinner. You never changed.'

"What? I don't know anything. I can't think properly right now. What I want is forget the most embarrassing moment of my life in front of Myungsoo. His special steak was so delicious. I can't put my head up anymore right now." 

He laughed, again. 

"He cooked?" 

He chortled in disbelief but totally believe that Myungsoo could offer himself though. He had no intention to question it but perfectly imagined it how it was going on during their dinner. Otherwise, they will just have pizza as dinner where it supposed to be late snack