Taewon-Grownups are Weird

'Here you go,' I said as I laid the bowl on the table. Deen sprang off the table and disappeared into the kitchen.

'Where are you going?' I asked.

He returned with three more bowls and two spoons.

'Ahjusshi, you have some too,' he said, offering me a bowl. 'And this is for Mona,' he said as he set the other bowl on the floor. Mona wagged her tail in excitement.

'I'm not hungry,' I said. 'Give it to Mona.'

'Don't say no to free food,' the kid said sternly. 'Don't be shy. You made it after all.'

What a cheeky kid. I poured the soup in the bowls. Mona immediately began to slurp her soup. We took a sip of the soup. As soon as the kid drank the first sip, his eyes widened.

'What happened?' I asked. 'Does it taste weird?'

'Ahjusshi,' he whispered. 'This...this...'

I waited for him to finish.

'THIS IS THE TASTIEST SOUP I HAVE EVER HAD!' he exclaimed loudly.

'Quiet down,' I shushed him.

'Sorry,' he said. 'Couldn't hold my excitement. Ahjusshi, this soup is amazing!'

He happily took more sips. 'This is better than those restaurants!' he exclaimed.

'I am known for my culinary skills,' I said proudly.

'Really? I thought you were more known for your short temper,' the kid said, surprised.

I gave him a look. The kid coiled under my gaze and kept on drinking the soup.

'Ahjusshi,' he said after a while.

'Hm?' I asked.

'Why did you choose to be an idol?' he asked. 'It sounds like an awful life.'

I thought about it for a while. 'It's the only thing I am good at,' I confessed. 'Singing and dancing. I can't imagine being anything else.'

'Even though you can't do what you want?'

'Kid, these are heavy stuff,' I said. 'You are too young to understand it. Someday, when you'll be older and if I'm still around, I'll tell you.'

'Grown ups are weird,' he muttered.