Date At The Park

Dana was surprised at how strongly Grand reacts towards Bobby. They are best friends. She doesn't see anything wrong with being friends with Bobby; also they are not in a relationship. What he said from before wasn't considered as a love confession, right? Is what Dana is thinking, confused with the sudden anger from Grand.

"I admit that it was my mistake forgetting the time and being late," she said quietly. "If it's what makes you angry, I'm sorry."

Grand seeing Dana being submissive and easily admitting fault and asking for an apology, brings him too much shame. Dana's isn't in the wrong. A few minutes late is not something that she should ask sorry for. His attitude is the one that is questionable. If there is someone that should be asking for an apology it should be him. Yet, Grand couldn't get the words out of his mouth, and he's not going to deny that it gives him unexpected pride that Dana was the one who said sorry first.

He knows that it's not very nice of him, but he marvels at the idea that he has that much influence over Dana.

He opens the box of muffins, picks one out, and hands it to Dana. "Let's not talk about unimportant things right now. I don't have enough time to spend with you and I don't want us to fight." He smiled gently, swallowing his guilt feeling inside.

Dana pacified with how Grand became his gentle self again, accepted the muffin, and said thank you.

They sat on the wooden bench in silence. They are situated on the less populated part of the park, Dana could see another couple in the distance having a sweet moment. She stole a quick glance over the man sitting beside her and was utterly surprised finding him watching her intently. She blushed.

"You don't want to eat?" she asked.

"I'm not fond of sweets. I'll just watch you enjoy it," he said teasingly.

"You're such a pervert!"

"Huh!?... When did it become a perversion to watch someone enjoy food?" he said grinning. "Haven't you watched those videos of people eating on the internet?"

"Sorry, there must be some cultural differences," she said avoiding his teasing eyes.

She was startled when she felt Grand's arm landed on her shoulder and pulled her over to his side. Before she could say something, she felt his warm breath on her ear.

"I also watch those… "He whispered, watching Dana's ear turn crimson. "Hentai." He quietly speaks the single word on her ears, deliberately gracing them with his lips.

Dana pushed Grand away, shocked and speechless. Her heart is thumping so hard on her chest it could jump out any moment; her cheeks are burning as she bravely meets Grand's mischievous pair of eyes.

"I don't watch those!" she vehemently denied.

Grand biting his cheeks to hide his amusement on how Dana reacts with his teasing, reaches out the lock of hair that falls on her face when she moves away from him like she was burned. He tucked the said pieces of hair on her ear that is still visibly redder.

He ran his fingers on her jawline, and said, "Muffins, I was just joking."

Dana automatically pouted her lips in annoyance and sent Grand a death glare. But Grand is unaffected and just smirks at her annoyed face.

She is sitting still and holding her breath because her chin is caught within Grand's palm, and it's clear that he has no plan to let go.

Grand watching her soft black eyes intently and feels Dana's face unresisting under his palm, loosen his grip on her chin and slide closer to her, his face locked unmoving from hers.

Dana tightens her toes inside her shoes, holds her breath watching Grand's face move in too close for comfort.

Grand peer into Dana's eyes widened in shock; he smiled, gently touched the lower lip of her lovely mouth that was in gape, and slowly released her chin.

He watches Dana release a big sigh when he lets go of her face. He smiled at her, tilting his head to be right in front of her face, and said, "Forgive me… kay?"

Dana looked at Grand's smirking lips and puppy eyes; she exhaled in defeat. Her heart will never win with those deadly combinations of his.

"Is it okay for you to be outside during this hour?" she asked, trying to clear the tension off the air.

Grand straightens his back on the bench backrest, and then casually rests his arm on top of the bench behind Dana's back.

"We are free to go out after the required hour of practice for the day. We only have to make sure that we're back before the curfew," he explained.

Dana just nodded and focused on twirling the cup of coffee in her hands. She wanted to ask him why he is spending his time with her when he needs to rest. But Dana is scared to hear an answer that she wouldn't like so she kept mum about it.

"Muffins, do you spend a lot of time with Bobby?" Grand suddenly asked.

Dana wasn't able to answer as quickly as she wanted because she was caught off guard with the question. A while ago, he was angry when she talked about Bobby, now he is inquiring about him.

"Uhm," she said, trying to clear her throat. "Let's see, I don't really spend a lot of time with Bobby, but it does feel like that since I don't have anybody I usually hang out with," she answered honestly.

Dana without looking at Grand continued explaining her usual routine. How she spent most of her time at the house of Madame Bae, playing piano for her and her never ending parties with different sets of friends, drinking tea in the garden, works part time at the theatre, attending Chinese classes for her college application, doing arts on her free time, hanging at coffee shops and going to different art exhibit around the city.

Grand listened to her attentively as she talked about her. He noticed how Dana has the mannerism of fumbling her hands when she talks.

"Let me know if you have any place you'd like to see and I'd take you there," he said.

Dana turned to Grand if he really meant what he said. And she saw the seriousness in his face.

"Of course, there will be a lot of times where my schedule won't permit it but I'll try," he said, rubbing her shoulder.

Dana was surprised. Although, she wasn't sure if it's because of what Grand said or was it because of the sensation of his hands on her skin.

She swallowed an imaginary blockage on her throat while Grand is acting like running his fingers on her shoulder is a normal thing to do!