Chao's POV

I tried not to show that I was upset at how Plan was defending Mean about abandoning him.

Of course Mean had abandoned Plan.

Plan had been spending time with Mean instead of me, only for Plan to be abandoned at the drop of a hat by Mean because business came first. For Mean, money and business would always come first before Plan. I had to make Plan realize that before Mean breaks his poor heart.

When we reached my place I told Plan to make himself comfortable on the couch while I cooked dinner for two.

Plan refused to just sit on the couch doing nothing. He wanted to help me cook dinner and I was more than happy to let him.

I handed him several celery sticks and some tomatoes to cut up while I took care of chopping the garlic and onions. I did not want to see Plan's eyes tearing up because of the onions.

I ended up being the one with teary eyes because of the onions. I could not let go of the knife and the unchopped part of the onion just to wipe my tears away with a tissue so I just wiped my eyes on my sleeve.

Plan dropped the celery sticks he was cutting and rushed over to me.

"P'Chao! Are you alright?!?" he asked, lightly rubbing my back up and down.

"I'm alright, I'm alright," I said.

"No, you're not! You're crying!" he protested, "hold on..."

Plan walked over to his brown leather satchel which he had placed on the couch and unsnapped the front flap. He took out a small case of tissues and ran back to me.

He started wiping my eyes. If I had not been holding the knife and onion I would have held him tight in an embrace. I was truly touched by his caring gesture.

I told myself it would be so easy to fall in love with someone like Plan but I held myself back because I knew that he only looked on me as a friend. Besides, he probably considered me as too old for him. I would only end up with shattered dreams and a broken heart.

Between Plan and me, we were able to put together a gumbo style shrimp dish.

"Mmm, this tastes really good, even if I have to say so myself," said Plan, stuffing a shrimp dripping with the juice from the fresh tomatoes that he had cut up earlier.

I always preferred using fresh tomatoes instead of canned tomatoes in most of my dishes.

Plan and I had a bottle of beer each during dinner.

After dinner, Plan offered to wash the plates and utensils but I turned down his offer saying that I would let the dishwasher take care of them.

"Would you like to watch a movie?" I asked Plan as we both walked toward the couch.

"Do you have any suspense movies in your collection?" he asked.

"I'm sure I can find one in that genre," I replied.

I sorted through my purchased movies and came across a very old one that I considered to be a classic. It was titled "Fatal Attraction".

It had lots of suspenseful scenes that would startle Plan from time to time but when the most suspenseful part was accompanied by a loud high pitched sound, Plan found himself clinging to me. I held him tight and didn't let go until the movie ended.

While the ending credits were showing on the screen, I turned to Plan who was still clinging to me.

He looked up and I couldn't help moving my face closer to his.

I moved my face downwards to him in slow motion, giving him a chance to move away if he wanted to.

When he did not move away, I covered his mouth with mine.