French Fries

Amelia's POV

 Kai and I are trying out a new diner in the city for our first date night in weeks and Kai being the person that they are, they can't go to a diner without ordering french fries. Their love of french fries is both amusing and interesting. I smirk at them as I watch them devour fry after fry right after our meals arrive. They playfully roll their eyes at me. "Playfully mock me all you wish Amelia, but french fries are an essential food group. That's a primary reason why they are served with so many food dishes." I giggle. "I love your love of french fries despite my amusement coming across as mocking. I think that if there was a competition to see who was the world's biggest fan of french fries, you'd win that award in a heartbeat."

    Kai nudges their plate of fries towards me, silently motioning for me to take some. I smile softly at them and accept their offer of a few fries. I dip them in ketchup before putting them into my mouth. Fun fact: Kai does not like to dip their fries in any condiment. I on the other hand enjoy smothering them in various condiments. They make a face at me in which I flick a bit of ketchup at them playfully and they snort. "Real mature babe. You should eat your soup before it gets cold though." I ordered a bowl of chicken noodle soup. It smells and looks delicious. I blow on it once more before I begin to eat it. The soup satisfies my soul with the very first bite. By the time I finish the bowl, I feel as though I've been comforted by a loved one. Does that sound strange? It probably does but I don't care. 

      Kai ordered a ham and cheese sandwich with their fries. They ate most of the sandwich but are still fixated on the dish of fries, even after they're all gone. "Kai, I hope you love me as much as you love french fries." Kai instantly puts a hand on my cheek, stroking it gently. They look directly into my eyes and say "Honestly Amelia, I may love you even more than french fries and my love of french fries is quite strong." Passion and love overcome me, causing me to pull Kai's face onto mine, kissing them with all of the love I feel in my heart for them (which is A LOT). We receive a few claps of approval and both of us are blushing when we pull apart from the kiss. Kai fumbles as the waitress brings us our bill, nearly dropping the money all over the floor when she comes back to collect the check and tip. 

     As we leave the diner and head back to Kai's place for the night, I feel honored to be loved by this amazing human being as much as a food that's beloved all around the world. I love my french fry connoisseur and hope to one day be their wife.