You Have Even Thought That Far?

Knock! Knock!

"Kazuya, you got a delivery," Shuichi walked inside the office after knocking on the door twice. He was holding a brown paper bag in his left hand, "You didn't tell me you order a meal. No wonder you rejected my offer."

Kazuya lifted up his head from kept burying over the stack of files in front of him. An easy laugh escaped his lips once he saw the paper bag.

"I didn't order it myself."

Kazuya said as he rose to his feet. He stretched out his waist. After sitting down for hours without moving much, his body felt stiff all over.

Shuichi brought the paper bag to the coffee table opposite his friend's working desk. With a frown, he asked, "Don't tell me this food comes here by itself."

Kazuya raised up one corner of his lips. Tenderness melted in between his brows as he thought of a certain someone, "My girlfriend ordered the food for me."

"Oh, your girlfriend who... What? What? Your girlfriend?"