You were walking all around the beach boardwalk trying to find a place that sells shaved ice. You really didn’t want to go back to the car with an empty stomach. Jhope was the one to find the place since it was to the right and you were only looking ahead, so if he didn’t see it you would have been looking around for hours. 

Jhope: I need to go sit *out of breathe* I can’t believe you made me do that, so much exercise 

Y/n: sorry *feeling a bit guilty* I’ll be back *walking off to buy some shaved ice 

You came back to where Jhope was sitting with a cup with green tea, leechi, and mango 

Jhope: wow this is so good 

Y/n: was it worth the walk? *taking a bite yourself* 

Jhope: yes but next time we are driving *pointing at the parking lot across the corner* 

Y/n: *shrugging* I see why people like shaved ice so much, since it’s so humid here and it’s just good 

Jhope: so good *finishing more than half already* 

Y/n: so where do you want to go next *taking your last bite*

Jhope: can we walk slowly to the car 

Y/n: let me just throw this away 

You stood up and threw the cup away. You looked back at Jhope to see him cleaning the table, from all the ice spilled. You always loved the neat side in him because he cared for others who would sitting there next yet he wasn’t too clean, but perfect for you.