35. Trembling Hands and Self Control

Blaze opened the door before hearing my answer.

He took my hand in and locked the door. Then he took me to the kitchen and took the plate. He took a large bowl and his two forks while we were still holding hands tight. A movement that is actually very possessive and romantic at the same time.

Blaze opened the pizza box and unpacks the fruit salad, pouring it into the large bowl he had brought. Blaze toom the Pizza slice and ete it. I did the same. He sat right in front of me at the dining table, we were faced with a relaxed atmosphere while eating pizza… in silence. But somehow, Blaze seemsled very happy.

"Why are you so happy? Since earlier your lips are smiling very broadly…” I asked in surprise.

"I'm making my dreams come true…."

"Dream? What dream is it?" I asked curiously.

“Dream of eating pizza together with you… like this. Then a fruit salad in a big bowl… with y