Promised To Another

YOUR WISH MY COMMAND SIR

The house was decorated like a hotel in beige and white tones and devoid of any personal touches or mementos.

When I got out of the bathroom, I sat down in front of the big Tv as I  shuffled through channels.

The front door opened and Kai walked in carrying shopping bags.

"Hey, you are up."
He smiled at me as he placed an umbrella in the bin by the door and walked into the kitchen. I got up and followed him.

"Hey," I said.

"Slept well?" He asked as he placed the bags on the counter and turned to look at me.

"Yah." I said Suddenly feeling shy.
 I pulled out one of the stools by the kitchen island and sat down.

"How are you feeling?" He asked with concern in his eyes.

I stared at him blankly for a minute, lost.

And then I remembered the previous night.

I groaned and placed my hands on my face.
For a minute there I had forgotten the fiasco from last night.

"Can we please not talk about it now?" I pleaded.

"Done." He replied.
"So what do you want to do?"

"Eat," I said as my stomach grumbled loudly right on cue.

"Point taken," he said as we both laughed.

"I got us breakfast here," he said as he started to lay out the food on the counter.

  We moved comfortably around the kitchen in sync with each other.
I was surprised by how well this was going.
Considering how we usually are around each other.
The usually electric tension that is  always present whenever we are in the same space was still there. But it didn't feel as chaotic and threatening to burn everything down like it is usually the case.
Today it felt more like a steady, safe and warm undercurrent.

I plopped down on the couch next to him.
We were done eating breakfast, and I had just finished clearing out our plates.

" You also watch King Julien!" I exclaimed,
" They are my favourite cartoons." 

"One thing that we have in common," he winked at me and smiled.

We sat in easy silence for while as we watched the cartoons.

"I want to know more of your favourite things." He suddenly said, sounding serious.

"Your wish my command sir," I teased, fighting to keep the atmosphere light.
"What exactly would you like to know?"

"Everything."

"Okay, let's see," I pretended to be deep in thought.
I could tell he was trying to fight a smile off as he watched me, waiting.

" My favourite place in the whole world is home, I just discovered that recently.
My favourite show of all time is Friends.
My current favourite book is the Alchemist by Paulo Coelho.
My comfort food is ice cream and I love rainy days." I finished, smiling at him.

We were no longer paying attention to the tv.
I brought my feet up and placed them on the edge of the couch as I started to absentmindedly massaged my ankles.
Being on my feet for long while wearing heels always left my feet sore.

"What's your definition of a perfect date?" He asked.

I laughed out loud.
I didn't see that one coming, especially from him.

"It's actually very underwhelming," I humoured him.
"Promise you won't make fun of me, or bring it up ever!"

" I promise," he said trying so hard not to smile.