83 A Perfect Meal (1/2)

The doorbell rang, alerting the two that the food had come.

Yoona almost jumped in joy. The delivery came exactly at six, as expected of such a high-cla.s.s place. A large smile took over her face as she let out a giggle.

Minhyun watched her with the corner of his eye, the corners of his lips raising slightly, before walking towards the door.

He was greeted by a man in a waiter suit. Minhyun nodded in acknowledgment, pressing a b.u.t.ton to keep the door open.

The food was moved using a fancy cart and the waiter carefully took out each plate one by one, carrying them on his arms.

Minhyun led the waiter into the apartment to the dinner table.

Curiously, Yoona stood up from the couch to the kitchen to see what Minhyun had ordered. The smell was very familiar, but she couldn't pinpoint what. However, what she saw made her almost drop her jaw.

She never expected to see Korean barbecue on the table.

Since Minhyun had ordered the food from the building, she expected for it to be some high-cla.s.s European food or something along that way. After all that waiting and money, she thought that the food would be very fancy.

However, the dishes were very common, something she could've ordered over the phone.

She let out happy laughter. The aura around her brightening immensely.

No matter how much money and time was placed into those rich dishes, nothing could compare to the simplicity of bulgogi [marinated meat] and spicy barbecued pork alongside vegetables and ssamjang (spicy sauce). Just the smell made her mouth water.

This was a great surprise.

Unexpected. But a ten out of ten.

From what she could tell, Minhyun didn't pick out of random. This wasn't the type of dish he would order due to his own tastes. He was not well versed with common Korean foods, so there was no way he could've. Even the sukhoe that they ate at the beach was similar to sas.h.i.+mi from the j.a.panese culture.

For him to request such foods, especially from the cla.s.sy restaurant downstairs, was due to her. He put her wants into consideration and acted upon it.

Forgetting about her plan on finding out whether or not Minhyun liked her, she solely focused on the fact that he was a f.u.c.king great person.

Because d.a.m.n. She was very happy.

”You didn't,” she said as she ran to the table. ”I'm so happy! Let's eat quickly!”

The reaction was better than what he antic.i.p.ated. Minhyun nodded before gesturing for the server to leave. Then he walked towards the table to sit in front of Yoona.

”Your favorites right?”

Yoona nodded. ”Of course. How did you know?”

There was a pause. ”Let's just say I had a feeling.”

She c.o.c.ked her head. ”A feeling?”

What was he talking about? How can you tell someone's favorite dish from a feeling?

Minhyun avoided her gaze and picked up his chopsticks. ”Lucky guess. You're a predictable girl.”

Then he looked up with a smile. ”Let's way shall we?”

Strange. Very strange. But Yoona decided to go with the flow considering that the food in front of her was waiting to be eaten. She couldn't let the beautiful meat in front of her cool down.

”Whatever. I'm hungry.”