Capítulo 89: It's Rubbish

Ethan 

Demyan's lip constantly trembled as he shoved a forkful of stir fry in his mouth before he looked up to me. His eyes were teary and I could tell he wanted to throw a massive fit but was stopping himself. 

"Is it nice?" I smiled at him from across the dining table then looked at him with teasing eyes as I took a sip of my wine. 

"It's rubbish," he quivered but continued eating anyway. 

"Oh, then don't force it, I'll throw it in the trash," I pretended to stand up but he was quick to stop me. 

"It's edible," he breathed out heavily, then watched me as a small grin spread across my lips, "You're not going to kiss me at all."

I shook my head, "It's the only way to make you take me seriously."

"I do," he protested, "I don't find it fair you don't want to give me kisses."

"Malia will surely make up for my lack of kisses," I shrugged then continued to eat.