TH2

Yo people. This is the story of me and my nerdy girlfriend, if you didn't figure it out from the story heading.

I am Kai. Pochinki Kai. Odd name yes. Never figured out it's meaning myself, haha. I consider myself intelligent. After all I got into the Hanyang University in Seoul. I've been born and brought up in Seoul. Currently twenty five and studying medicine in my University. My girlfriend, Kusagi Kinata, ranked number one in the national test for Hanyang University and the same age as me and in the same course.

We've been together for a while now.

"Kai- oppa, what are doing? Come help me out here!"

That's Kusagi. She has the sweetest voice on the planet. She's probably cooking. It's the one thing I am better at than her. I like to claim otherwise, but the risk of losing my chance to get to play with quite a good train set of hers at night is too much for me.

We live together now if you didn't know.

I rush into the kitchen to see a pan with omelette burnt to it. "Hhehh" Can't stop myself from giggling.

She looks at my face and orders while pouting, "Stop giggling!" The more angrier she gets, the more I laugh. Then her limit broke, so did my pan, ^) but it was clearly worth the trouble.

If you feel that I am a madman, why don't you try giggling when your girlfriend's angry? Trust me, you'll never stop ^).

I look at her slender figure walking back to our room. Her slender legs, ahh... Her hips wiggling in anger and embarrassment. Tonight just got much better....

I go back into the kitchen and prepare Jokbal.

It's braised pig trotter's.

When I was almost done, the aroma brings Kusagi to my side.

She says with a pout, "Oppa, why are you so good at cooking. I can't stay mad at you if you keep making such tasty food..."

As always, the way to a woman's heart is through her stomach. I giggle and ruffle her hair. Oh, how luscious her brownish red locks are!!! Oh God, how thick and smooth they are!!

I kissed her supple cheeks and told her, "Well, if I didn't cook this good, then we'd both starve to death, or be poisoned by yours. Take your pick"

She slams her elbow into my stomach. Even her arms are so goddamn divine!! My inner self turns into a giggling mess while Kusagi takes in the brilliant aroma of my food.

I wrap my arms around her waist and speak into her ear, "You know, cooking is a lot like chemistry. The cooking pan and cookers are your beakers and test tubes. The ingredients are chemicals. You provide heat, let the chemicals do their thing. Lo and behold, you have cooked food. For some reactions, you need catalysts and promoters- in cooking these catalysts come in the form of actual edible catalysts added to the food. You stir for some reactions, you stir for many foods. Reactions are undeniably precise, do something wrong and something blows up. Same with food. Hell, cooking is a form of chemistry. So shouldn't you excel at that?"

She looks at me and says, "As true as that may be, there are so many errors in that analogy. Besides many chemists are just as bad at cooking as me!"

"Oh, is that so? I agree that pans and cookers are not like beakers and test tubes but everything else is the exact same."

She looks at me with an angry determination which changed into an angry pout once she realized that I was right. "Still doesn't change that it is different from chemistry!"

Her oh so cute face!! Makes me want to claim her here and now!! Peak Resistance!!

"You're in denial.. Self denial is not good..." Say I while shaking my head. "You know, I could teach you.."

"Says the person who denies my help in academics... You're the one in denial Po-chin-ki" says she as she pecks my cheek when I switch off the fire. New Peak Resistance!!

I nod my head in approval as I take out the Jokbal and fill it into plates and say, "I am still one of the top ten students in our year and field" I've improved since I have the exam for the Uni.

"Again like I said, you're in self denial Po-chin-ki" now she's a giggling mess. Now I'm a giggling mess. My resistance breaks down as I place a loving kiss on her small, supple, tender, smooth, wonderful lips sending my tongue, knocking for entrance, add the doors of heaven, the first one, open up and pull my tongue into a loving embrace. We change the positions, I go up, she goes down. We wrestle for a few moments, before she gives in and give me free reign as I explore the hall of Valhalla and the Elysium, every now and then running into my lovely welcomer. We stay like that for five minutes before we separate and she says, "You're as good as ever, oppa."

Stop thinking shit you perv. That ain't happening for at least an hour. Who am I talking to? Yeah you, who probably thought this was gonna escalate. Oh wait, that's me... Forgive my previous outrage. Shit happens ^).

We sit down in front of the TV and start enjoying my sweetest delicacy.

[Hey, it's spicy ya jerk]

Oh forgive my insolence, my dear subconscious but everything I prepare- spicy, bitter, sour, salty, sweet or otherwise is always going to be sweet on the inside. At least to me. You'll figure it out when you taste my of do brilliant cooking.

I take a bite from my Jokbal. It's spicy on the outside, spicy on the inside as well.... It's still sweet to me! Though it isn't, but you get my point. You don't?!! Well, efff you!! Actually nah, I ain't doing that with anyone other than Kusagi, so efff yourself!! Facts have no place in the tongue!! It does but that's not the point! Oh these hypocrisies in my mind are killing me while I finish my food! Never mind my outrage at myself.

Now, let's go to the real main course. It's time to go to our bed....

Our bloody books! We may not have as many exams as before but we still need to go through them. Did you think I was talking about something else? Really get your head outta the gutter!! Well, meet you in the next chapter. I have the heavens to explore.....