Chapter 4: Friend's House (2)

“Ace…" I opened my eyes and see no one in the room. Maybe It's just a hallucination, I ignore what is it, and relax to sleep.

Scarlet's POV

I walk downstairs and saw a man staring out the window. He must be the owner of this house. He's tall and has a masculine body, but he didn't have a big body just like those who are always at the gym. I can say he has a perfect body, his hair is grayish and shiny… I wonder if it's natural or not.

“Oh, you're awake now,” I smiled as he notices me. I continue to walk until I reached where he was standing.

“Hi? You must be the owner of this house,” I said.

He nodded and stares at the window again, “I didn't know that Ace has a girl pretty like you,” he said.

I chuckled and stares out the window too, “Ace is my best friend, so I'm not his girl.”

“Woah, sorry.”

“Nah it's okay, almost everyone that sees us thinks that we're a couple… I remember we used that tactic to have free ice cream in a fancy restaurant.” I said in the litany and chuckled.

“No wonder why you guys were best friends, same mindset, huh?” he gazed at me before sipping his tea. “Anyway, I'm Louis Azeqiuel Real,” he offered his hands to me which I gladly accept and smiled.

“I'm Scarlet Ash Frios,” I said.

“Your name is beautiful just like you, huh? By the way, do you want coffee? tea? or food?” he asked.

“I would like to have food, I don't drink tea and coffee,” he nodded. “Come to the kitchen,” he said, and walk. I follow him to the kitchen. My eyes widened as I saw his kitchen, it was clean, and the design was cute. It has also a mini table to eat just in case you don't want to go to the dining area.

There are two refrigerators on the two corners, and the style of it as a whole is an island kitchen. He opened the two refrigerators and called me. “Choose what you want to eat, you can also cook there,” I look where he pointed his fingers.

I winced because of what he said, “Maybe I should wake Ace up.” He frowned when he heard what I said.

“Eh? for what?” he asked.

“I-I don't know how to cook,” I said shyly and looked away. I was even more embarrassed when I heard his loud laugh. Damn it! I feel like I want to sink to the ground because of shame. I'm trying to learn how to cook but hell yeah I'm always sloppy… I can't follow the YouTube tutorial and it sucks. I only know how to cook pork stew.

He smirked before motioning me to sit down, “I'll be the one who will cook so that you won't burn down my kitchen,” he stated. I rolled my eyes at him, which made him laugh even more, “You're so cute when you're doing that, Ash.”

I ignored what he said and watched him expertly pick the ingredients for what he was going to cook. My jaw dropped when I saw how quickly he cut the vegetables and other ingredients that he needs for the dish.

“What are you going to cook?” I asked out of curiosity.

He glanced at me for a moment before turning his attention back to what he was doing, “I'm going to cook a Carrillada,” he replied, which makes me frown.

“Carrillada?” I asked in confusion. I have never heard the name of that dish in my entire life.

He nodded and started cooking, “This is a Spanish Cuisine dish…” I slowly nodded at his answer. That's why I'm not familiar with it because it's not Filipino, Korean, or Japanese food.

I am familiar with Korean and Japanese foods because Ace or his older brother always treat me when they are here in the Philippines. It's like that I'm their younger sibling.

“Can I ask a question?” I said.

“Yeah sure.”

“Are you a chef?” I asked. It's impossible if he's not one. His speed in cutting the ingredients, and he seems to be skilled in cooking different dishes. He's like a professional chef that you'll only find in a high-class restaurant.

He laughed softly because of what I said, “I'm not a Chef, I just love to cook more like my passion, but my older brother is," he explained.

“Then where's your older brother and your parents? It's like you're alone here,” I said and looked around the house.

He started cooking and put a lid on the pan before answering me, “I'm alone here because this is my house, I'm separated from my parents and about my brother… He's in the U.S. right now.” I nodded because of that.

He's already independent, huh? I wish I'll be too… soon.

“I wonder why you don't know how to cook,” I winced because of that.

“I know how to cook somehow, but I don't know how to cook everything. But at least I know how to cook one dish, and I'm also learning how to cook.” He nodded in response.

“I hope we can be friends,” he stated. I smiled because of what he said.

“Maybe we can…” I said, “I'm hungry now, is that not done yet?” I added that made him laugh.

“It's done now, I'll just prepare it.” I watched him prepare what he cooked, he made sure it was clean and placed it on the plate before putting it in front of me.

“Smells good,” I praised, making him smile.

“What's happening here?” we both turned to Ace who was leaning against the door and his eyes were still red as he had just woken up.

I pointed to the person in front of me, “He cooked me some food.” He throw a glare at Louis and walked towards us.

“I'm telling you, bro, don't you dare,” he said as if threatening.

“What are you saying?” I asked, but they just stares at me. I shrugged my shoulder and started to eat my food.

I heard Louis laughing softly and patting Ace's shoulder, “I won't do anything bad, I just want to be her friend too.” Ace ignored him and sat next to me.

“Can I have some?” he asked, I nodded and was about to reach for my fork when Louis suddenly spoke.

“Hep! Hep! Hep! Don't get her food bro, I'll just cook something for you,” he said and picked the ingredients to cook again. I looked at Ace as he took my spoon and ate.

“Are you okay?” I asked, his aura even darker. It's like he's in beast mode, I don't know, I can't explain it. He just nodded at me and continued eating.

I stood up and got another spoon and fork to eat too, I'm hungry, and I can't wait for what Louis cooking.

“Hey!” I yelled at Ace who is glaring at Louis who is busy cooking, it looks like he just wants to stab him with a fork.

He looked at me, “Hmm?” he responded meekly.

“Why are you looking at him like you want to stab that fork at him?,” I said and raised my one eyebrow. He just rolled his eyes at me.

I ignored him and continue eating. I don't know what made him pissed at this moment, his friend just cooked for me because he was afraid of me burning down his kitchen.

“Don't you want Louis to be my friend?” I asked and looked into his eyes.

He shook his head, “It's not like that, I'm just pissed,” he replied.

“Because of what?” I asked.

He's about to answer when Louis interrupts him, “Yes, answer us, bud, don't you want Ash and me to be friends? Besides, I've even cooked for you, and you're still annoyed, huh,” he said and put down his new dish before standing next to us.

“TSS,” said Ace and glared at Louis.

“What dish is this?” I asked and examined the new dish in front of me.

“This is Pulpo A La Gallega,” he said and pointed at the dish on my right, “and this one is Fideua,” he pointed at the dish on my left. I nodded and asked permission to taste it.

“It tastes good and delicious,” I said and smiled at him.

“How is it, bud?” Louis teasingly asked Ace.

“Shut up,” Ace said, annoyed, and continued eating. Louis laughed out loud because of his reaction. I just shook my head because of his behavior. Maybe his sleep is not that good causing him to be moody. I just continued my food and let them both.

“Anyway, the weather is expected to be good tomorrow, the typhoon is already out of the Philippine Area of Responsibility,” said Louis, grabbing my attention.

“Really!” I said happily. Finally! I want to wonder here. I just hope I cam adapt the weather that Bulacan has.

He nodded, “So are you guys going home tomorrow?”

“Yeah,” Ace said coldly.

I looked at Louis and whispered to him, “Just be patient, I think his sleep is not that good.” He smiled and nodded.

“I'm used to that,” he said, making me laugh.

I was stunned when Ace suddenly stood up and gave us both a death glare before walking out of the kitchen. Louis laughed softly and shook his head because of what he had said.

'What is wrong with that human?'