(Sangah's perspective)
Man Suho's such a chicken. I guess I'm gonna be the dominant one if this blossoms.
"I heard that. That hurts." He said.
"Didn't mean to say it out loud." I reply.
"I'm used to mean stuff being said to me, but by my close friends..."
"Need a hug?"
"I'll take it. But if we're gonna be here for longer, can we go to the bird section now? I'm getting genuinely creeped out right now."
"Okay fine. If you weren't such a pretty boy I'd have said no."
"If you weren't so cute I'd have refused."
I start blushing, never thought that I'd say that out loud and never thought he would say that either.
"I've never flirted nor gone on a date before today, and I still think you flirt worse than those male protagonists in manhwa." He said.
"That hurts but it's true huh..."
He grabs me by the hand and drags me to the bird exhibit.
"I love birds." he said.
"Why?" I ask just because who knows, it might signify something. That something could make this guy more than just a pretty face.
"They're what I've always wanted to be, free. I'm trying to live as close of a life to that as possible, working on my own time, not being tied down unless it's on my own terms. All of that. They get to see the world from the skies, they reached them with their body structures that God gave them. I've always wanted to figuratively be up there in the skies and better myself. I know I'm a jerk, that's partially a facade, just to keep people away, but those that were immune to it, still came, like a flock if you will. They fight for the same food, but they still stick together. My favorite animal's the raven for that reason. It even has something I wish I had, high intelligence. I'm not that intelligent for a human, all I'm good at is being a pretty boy douche that gets his picture taken. I even have a tattoo of a raven on my back that I got from my cousin that's a tattoo artist because I want to be like a raven so much." he said.
"You're earring is a raven feather too right?" I ask.
"Yeah."
He said something quite deep. I never thought something like that would come out of his mouth. It was quite hot that he was talking about something deep like that.
"I heard that. What's your favorite animal and why?" he asked me after hearing me think out loud AGAIN.
"Aesthetically, it's the orchid mantis. But my true favorite animal is the Tarantula. Misunderstood, calm, solitary, simple, has a shell that needs to be broken through proof. Like me." I say just randomly.
"You'd be a great detective one day. That'd be cute. I'm imagining you in a trench coat already. I can ask my cousin to give you a tattoo if you want. It can be small, he's quick, accurate, and he uses that needle beautifully. Look at what he did for me. This was 8 hours, but it's the whole back." he replies.
It makes me blush that he'd show me his bare back and compliment me, but the tattoo was very well done. I gotta admit, a tarantula on my cheek as a tattoo would be really cool to freak people out for a second.
We stare at all the exotic birds such as the parrots, LOTS of parrots, toucans, birds of paradise. He talked a lot about birds.
"You know a lot about birds." I say.
"I've researching for a rare bird to have as a pet. My pet raven is the only one I have." he said.
"YOU HAVE A PET RAVEN?" I ask.
"I told you, I want to be like a raven, I think the parents died and the mob couldn't find the babies. She was the only one that survived."
"What's her name."
"Kmhkhtau. It means free in Zhaelonyzh."
"Isn't that that conlang that got picked up by some African country in the middle of nowhere?"
"Yeah. Do you have any pets?" He asks me.
"No, my pet tarantula named Rose just died a couple months ago." I reply sounding rather depressed.
He just puts his hand on mine. Like he reassured me that it was all gonna be okay. If I were to say how much I like him now I'd say about 55/100. It was 30/100 just two days ago and 15 just 4 days ago when I met him. Don't get me wrong though, I'm not in love. It's not like Jugyeong and Hyun that have known each other for so long that the love was already there, they just had to not be dense pieces of excrements. This is a guy I met on a Wednesday my dudes. But I do like him though.
"Should we head to the mammal exhibit now? I'm getting hungry and you obviously don't want me to leave without seeing every exhibit." Suho says to me.
While going into the exhibit, another waitress picked up our glasses and gave us some more virgin sangria.
This stuff's good, but my nose smells hand sanitizer. Maybe it fermented a little bit and this stuff sat a while.
(Back to Suho's perspective)
Sangah was almost as ecstatic about this exhibit as she was the arthropod exhibit.
It's because, I guess this is where some of that expensiveness comes from, THEY LET YOU HAND SHAKE THE MONKES.
They have a sanitizing station next to each exhibit. Only one little hole is there and you can handshake a monkey sometimes if they stick their hand out.
I'm happy Sangah and I had a heart to heart though. I never thought that, I'd like it.
What if one of my kids gets those deep, crystalline gray eyes that she has, I can't stop staring at them. I've always wanted children, but never wanted a wife. Who knows though? I kind of like this girl. More than I thought, this could blossom or backfire horribly, I'm giving it a shot before I truly decide that I'm aromantic. Also dang this fake wine is good.
Sangah immediately takes me to the gorillas. Plexiglass like always. This time though, it looks about like enough to stop a nuke instead of enough to stop a heat seeker.
She shook it's hand.
I shook it too.
"I thought you only remembered 5 animals." I say.
"I remembered stuff as I went along." she replied. And she socked me in the arm, and then smothers it with her body by holding onto it. If anyone knows how to get a guy without a girlfriend into cardiac arrest, it's Sangah and Jugyeong. But I think Sangah does it 300X better than Jugyeong. Might be because I've never liked her one bit. I can already feel that my blood pressure is about 150/85.
"You're hearts beating fast hmmm." Sangah said in a way that made me feel it down to the plasma in my blood, the hormones are real right now and I hate it. She probably felt it through my wrist. I don't know if it's her straightforward words, her alluring voice that's high enough to draw me in, but low enough to bind me, or just those entrancing eyes, it could even just be the fact that I lent her my jacket. I never ever felt this dirty and it makes me feel so bad, because I'm excited, oh God please help me calm down.
Thankfully, God did, he answered me. He calmed me down.
I could feel Sangah's heartbeat through my arm as she drags me out of the zoo, it goes boom! bOOm! BOOM!
"I'm buying you lunch now." I say.
"Where do you wanna go? I don't care." she said.
"I love food. I don't care as long as it ain't shrimp, I'm allergic, you got an old faithful place you go to a lot?" I ask.
"I love food too. Uh, we can go to uh Bad Blue Jay? It's near my house." she said.
"How did you get here?" I ask her.
"The bus."
"Let me drive you."
"You have a car?"
"It got annoying going on the bus for 15 miles to my photoshoot so it was my first investment. Get in."
"Clean, like I expect a man's car to be."
"Isn't that sexist? Men can have dirty cars too." I say sarcastically.
"Dang snapped back at my own game." she replies.
We get to the place and order.
"What's your regular?" I ask her.
"Gouda burger with a Diet Stepsi and fried zucchini. You?"
"Sriracha bacon burger with onion rings and a black coffee."
"You drink black coffee? That stuff's bitter!"
"I like bitter. You were a little bitter for a second at the zoo when I was complaining about the insects and crustaceans and arachnids. I thought your bitterness was cute."
"How could bitterness be cute?"
"My friends are all warm, so something different livens things up a bit."
We order our food and chat while waiting.
I'm just staring at those deep gray eyes.
"I could get into a trance just staring at your eyes." I say.
"Yeah yeah my eyes are weird."
"They're the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen, once I noticed them, I couldn't stop staring."
"It's hot and creepy." she replies.
"Sorry."
Our food arrives.
As a guy that DEFINITELY loves eating food more than he likes girls, I think I like girls that love food. Sangah may not be a rare beauty (except them eyes man), but when she's eating, I can't stop staring. She looks like she's the happiest when she's eating.
"You're staring at me, is there sauce on my face?"
"No I just like looking at you eat."
"I will not record mukbang for you."
"You just look so happy eating, it's kinda hot."
"I need to see you eat to get even."
(Sangah's perspective)
Suho agrees to letting me watch him eat, I dunno what he sees in me eating. Then I watch him eat...
Let's just say, my blood vessels feel like hoses gushing liquid... I want this as my screensaver.
I give him back his sweater but he just said,
"Take it, it was free, so from free, it's still free right now.