Pretentious-2

  We eat Bulgogi and some fresh green salad after our sex. We spend and catch some fresh air on the porch with our sujo. I remember how many wishes I made every time I looked up at the stars.

  We’re both sitting on the cold concrete stairs when I hear him sigh while looking up at the night sky silently. Wrapping my arms around his left arm, I lean my head on his shoulder. This week we’re just both an ordinary guy and girl who enjoy each other’s company, and I don’t want to overthink after this week.

  “Remember when we were at my parent’s beach house?” He kisses the top of my head.

  I nod without looking at him and chuckle. “You stole my shells. You always love to steal something from me, Bash.”

  He laughs. “Oh, yeah?”

  I hit his arm playfully. “Oh, yeah. That’s why I wondered, I piled many shells, and they’re not increasing. I searched that seashore, and I am sure I got plenty of them, but they’re decreasing instead.” I stare at him, and he’s now grinning at me.