197 Irritation

Fang and I walked under the rain without any exchange of words until the rain stopped. It was getting dark now, and Fang was the first to break the silence between us, "Are you hungry?" 

"Huh?" I looked at him questioningly as I closed my umbrella. 

Fang jerked off his waterproof jacket and removed the hood from over his head, running fingers through his hair. He looked up at the sky where the moon was now seen, but a faint hint of sunlight still remained, giving the light blue colour to the sky. "Let's go eat something before returning," Fang spoke in the most passive, yet the most gentle voice he could. He turned to me and gave a charming smile, "It's on me, so have whatever you like." 

"I'll pass," my reply was quick and so was Fang with putting his hand around my shoulder.