Confession

Ravi could not sleep that night, how could he when the traces of Arlen still lingered on his lips? He traced it with trembling fingers as he rolled on his bed.

Arlen had kissed him.

Ravi had forgotten just how many times he had said those words to himself that night. He was so distracted that he had almost added milk to the instant noodles he was making. Asher had been so alarmed that it did not help the point that he was making that he was fine.

The teenager had wanted to make the food but Ravi had refused several times.

It was just instant noodles and did not take as much time as other meals would have. Not to mention that it was something that Asher really liked eating.

Rather than stir-fried noodles, he made a clear noodle soup with a soy and beef base. He used minced meat rather than square cut.