Yoongi relaxed. He blew out a deep breath and sank back into his seat. This woman wasn’t going to insist on taking a selfie with him. She wasn’t going to suddenly accost him in the middle of the movie. She just admired him. That was nice. He could handle that. Now he could enjoy the movie he’d come to see. Alone. Except now he would be enjoying it with someone. He wasn’t alone today. Despite his best laid plans. But he found himself smiling in spite of that.
Lucia tried and failed several times to pay attention to the movie screen. She had just wasted the money she’d paid to sit through this movie. Or maybe she hadn’t. She wouldn’t be sitting next to Yoongi if she hadn’t paid the fee to get into this theatre. And she could go see a movie anytime. But getting to sit next to Yoongi, to breathe the same air as him, to share the same tub of popcorn, and to converse with him – when would she ever get that chance again?
So she decided to simply concentrate on his breathing. And on the fact that she could actually enjoy sitting right next to him. His arm was brushing up against hers. And she was fine with that. Look how far she’d come! This was amazing progress compared to several years ago. She was even enjoying herself.
She reached into the tub of popcorn at the same time as Yoongi. He ended up grabbing her hand. And instantly releasing it. She glanced at him. His eyes were shining as they reflected the light flowing from the movie screen. She smiled at him. He returned her smile. She crammed a few pieces of popcorn into her mouth but noticed that he didn’t go for any more himself.
But she was pretty sure he wanted some. So she reached back into the tub and collected three pieces. She held them up near his mouth. Could he see the question in her gaze?
He tilted his head to look at her quizzically. Then he grinned suddenly and leaned forward, his open mouth seeking the kernels in her hand. She popped them into his mouth, her fingertips accidentally grazing his lips. She smiled. She was feeding Yoongi popcorn! What an astounding day!
Yoongi accepted the popcorn, feeling the brush of her fingertips against his lips. It should have felt strange, but for some reason it didn’t. He almost felt like he’d known Lucia his entire life. How strange was that? That a stranger wasn’t strange?
