A Four Letter Word
Kevin stood there smiling, his arms folded. His little flat was cleaned, and through the haze of smoke coming from his cigerette, he could see Marissa, standing in his kitchen, cookbook propped up on some bottles, water boiling, and sharp knifes awkwardly slicing through vegetables.
She was cooking for him.
"Need some help?" he asked, supressing a laugh.
"NO! Go away!" she yelled, smiling herself. she was adorable.
"We could just get some take out." he teased her.
"NO! I told you, I know I can cook, i just haven't learnt how to yet..."
'What brought this on?' Kevin thought to himself. yesterday she wouldn't return his calls and today he comes home to a clean place, and the girl was cooking him dinner. He puts down his cigarette and walks up behind her. pulling her hair back behind her shoulders, he kisses her neck. Marissa tries to push him away, but her hands are preoccupied, clumsily trying to cut a god damn carrot. He places his hands on her waist and twists her around, the carrot flies off the counter, the knife points at his neck. Kevin doesn't flinch. His eyes wander to the knife, and in it he can see the reflection of Marissa's eyes on him.
She kisses him passionately.
"Not now, I have to finish this." Marissa says in between kisses.
"Whatever." Kevin acts dismissive but inside he was glowing.
He didn't care how the meal turned out, she cared enough to cook, that's all that mattered.
Marissa places a plate of food in front of him. Her eyes are wide with anticipation, waiting for him to try it. He didn't know the name of the meal, nor what was in it, but he recognised some of the vegetables, he thinks. He smiles, and mumbles a 'thanks'. Kevin picks up a fork and picks at the food, he tries some. It was good, real good. He grabs Marissa and pulls her down so she's in his lap. She giggles. This was his girl, and nobody could make him think any different. Marissa picks up the fork and feeds him, she dabs at his lips with a napkin.
For Kevin, this was serious. This was a four letter word he was afraid of. A four letter word he has never ever said aloud to anyone except his mother. A four letter word he knew Marissa didn't want to hear. He keeps chewing, afraid of what he might say if he stopped.
They smile, Marissa looks at him chewing the food she just made. She knew it wasn't that good, she tried some herself, but the fact that he enjoyed it, or at least pretended to enjoyed it made her heart beat that little bit faster.
Kevin swallows, and then looks at her. Their eyes gazing at each other. His crystal eyes were saying more than he wanted them to. Marissa suddenly understood what was happening. They weren't just hanging out with each other anymore. This was a four letter word she never thought Kevin could make her feel. Marissa looks away, afraid that her eyes would give away the secret Kevin's eyes just did.
