Tamaki shook his head and he'd found himself smiling a little in amusement again at the growl of the other's stomach. "I know a noodle place nearby," he told him, "Let's eat there." Getting out of the bench, he stood up and sneezed a little into his hand. Ugh. He needed something hot.

Hiroyuki nodded. He stood up and lightly moved his body as he felt ansy before.
He grabbed his bag and grabbed a hoodie inside his bag and put it on on him.

"Lets go" he added while putting both of his hands inside the pocket of the hoodies.


He saw Tamaki sneezed. "Bless you" he replied while giving him a handkerchief.

Tamaki blinked at the handkerchief and he'd looked at Hiroyuki for a few seconds before he'd taken it. He didn't bother returning it to the other. After all, it was only customary he kept it after he'd used it. Slipping it into his pocket, he let out a quiet sigh before he'd sniffled a little.

It didn't take long for them to get to their destination. When they had, he'd called out to the old man for his order. "Ahjussi!" That was enough to call the old man's attention. "I'll have the Kalguksu as usual," Tamaki said with a small smile. The old man smiled back brightly and pointed at Hiroyuki with the ladle he was holding.

"What's for you, kid?"

He chuckled a bit when he saw Tamaki put his handkerchief inside his pocket. He followed Tamaki into a place to eat. He blinked a bit for this shall be his first time eating at local restaurant like that.

"Errr...." he uttered. He then looked at Tamaki and whispered, "What's good? I never eat in such a restaurant like this. Always eat western food.... Do they have that here?"

Tamaki blinked at Hiroyuki's words. What? Is he even serious? he thought for a few minutes before he'd shaken his head. "He'll have the same, ahjussi."

"In a cold season like this," he seated himself on the chair, "You should eat something hot." The male yawned a bit and ruffled his hair before he'd crossed his arms on the table and leaned in to rest his cheek on his arms. Idly, Tamaki looked at Hiroyuki for a few seconds and kept his gaze on him as if he were an interesting specimen or something of the likes.

He could feel the gaze of Tamaki towards him. I bet he thinks am weird for never eat eastern food. Arrrghhh He looked at him and asked, " Is it that strange for you to encounter one who never eat my own culture food?"

Tamaki shrugged.

"No," he said as he'd smirked a little, "Just tells me how much of a rich kid you are." He turned on his iPod again and let the music blast through the earphones. It blasted enough to reach his ears of course and not bother the other customers of the old man.

He was a bit ticked off when told like that by Tamaki. He pouted at him by not looking at him and looked at surrounded him.

Hmmmm so this is how local restaurant is...

He then grabbed his iPhone and took many pictures of the restaurant. He tempted to take few pictures of Tama who was in his own world.

He would not notice. I can just pretend I take picts surround him

He managed to grab about 5 oor 6 picts of him.

Not long afterwards the food arrive. He blinked at the food that was given by the old man.

Righttt.... How am I going to eat this...

He looked at Tamaki and shook his shoulder.

"Tama..... "

Tamaki was snapped out of his mind when the other shook his shoulder. He smelled the food and blinked. "Ah," he'd started as he'd taken two of the chopsticks from the small holder. He broke one and handed it to Hiroyuki.

"Here," he said, "Hold it this way." He broke the other chopsticks and took the spoon from the bowl. "Pick noodles up this way and then press the chopsticks against the spoon. Blow it if you want it less hot." Tamaki sipped some of the soup and ate the noodles from the chopsticks. It was hot but he was used to it. "That." He said that word with a full mouth and started chewing.

He blinked.

What the heck... It looks complicated man!

"Errr...Uhmm Tama.... " he answered in vague. He tried to lift up several noodle but instead the noodle loosen up and fell back to the bowl.

"what the hell" he whined

Tamaki blinked at the whine and he'd snickered.

Useless guy, he'd thought before he'd called out for the old man again. "Ahjussi! Could I ask for some fork?" he asked. When the old man had looked at him strangely and nodded, Tamaki resumed eating. He came a few minutes later and Tamaki took it to give it to Hiroyuki.

"Yeah," he started and continued on, "You don't fit here."

(sorry I been busy with assignments research D:)

He lowered his head feeling ashame for not being able to use chopstick.

"Sorry. . . " he uttered as his hand grabbed the fork that was given to him.

He blowed the noodle every time he grabbed it with the fork to make sure it's not hot.

"Hey . . you often go to this kind of place? Why? your ma and pa let you? " he asked

((It's okay. X3))

Tamaki didn't say anything when the other apologized. He didn't think he needed to since he'd already made his point. Silently, he ate his noodles and he often glanced at the other to watch him eat. When he'd heard the question, he was caught a little off-guard and his cheeks colored a little in embarrassment.

"Sometimes, yeah," he replied, "And... no one's in the house." He went silent again as he continued eating, slurping and sipping the soup.