Cloud was respectful when talking to my parents as they asked him about his achievements like we just finished college

We just started our last year of Senior high, what's with all these stupid questions!?

He took every question my parents asked him with careful thought and the sight of him talking with confidence is something that I always admire other than his abnormal high grades, there's just something about a guy who is confident in talking with others. Cloud always manages to lead every conversation to his benefit and I don't know how the hell he does that but I'm impressed

He chuckled at something that Dad told him as he took a bite out of the shepherd's pie that I made, now that I think about it. I think Nick told me that Cloud doesn't have a big appetite ever since he met him but oddly enough he eats all of my cooking

Well at least he eats it

Nick would go on to explain that every time they would eat anywhere that had delicious food on the menu Cloud is not interested in it and he would randomly order anything just so it wouldn't be too awkward, in the penthouse, there is one room that has a lot of gym equipment and I would sometimes find him working out

He would sometimes leave for a sudden photo shoot so it's normal for me to have the penthouse all to myself

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Dinner ended successfully and we all cleaned up the table and washed the dishes before saying good night to my family then going back to Cloud's car, after we got in we both let out a relieved sigh

"That was more nerve-wracking than an interview for a magazine" he said as he unbuttons two buttons from his button-up shirt

I can't relate to what Cloud said but I can clearly understand the nerve-wracking part, I was more nervous than he might say something that could make my parents suspicious "I'm just tired today, this was supposed to be a relaxing Saturday but you just have to walk in and ruin it because you can't seem to back down from arguing with Daisy"

He smirked at me before starting the car engine, while he was driving he said "I might have to go to Barcelona in Spain tomorrow for a photoshoot and I might not be home for 3 days"

That news was not surprising to me but made me worried "Are you sure you can handle it? I can find you a hotdog pillow if you want just so you could snuggle up to something" I suggested

Whenever I started sleeping with Cloud he wouldn't go to sleep unless I'm beside him and it has formed into a habit, he looked at me funny "I am not gonna walk around holding a hotdog pillow in an airport Angel"

"And neither can you sleep without me, so either way just plaster my face on the hotdog pillow and you'll be fine" I laughed, I can imagine it already at how ridiculous the idea is

He chuckled and we both went into a peaceful silence as he drove the car, my eyes just wander everywhere and it landed on his hand that was gripping the steering wheel. There was a plain silver ring on his thumb

I look down to the silver ring that was gifted to me by Aunt Laborè that is in my pinky finger, the Japanese myth that she told me came into my mind

"Hey Cloud do you happen to know any Japanese myth about this?" I asked him as I remove the ring on my pinky finger and handed it to him, he was confused so he stopped the car at the side of the road

"There is a red string engraved inside the ring and my Aunt told me your Mom designed it based on that myth"

He looked inside the ring and a small smile formed on his lips "The red string of fate" he mumbled happily, I guess?

I think I've heard about that before, the myth is popular in Asian countries

"Mom took inspiration from the myth and made it a design for the rings"

"Rings? There's another ring?"

He nodded "In the original Chinese myth, it is tied around both parties' ankles, and in Korean culture, the red thread is thought to be tied around the little finger of both people" he observed my ring carefully

"While in Japanese culture it is bound from a male's thumb to a female's little finger" he added before handing back the ring to me and started driving again

"That's so cool! But where is the other ring?" I asked him and he shrugged at me, I don't believe that the ring on Cloud's thumb could be the same as mines since his silver ring is a bit big in comparison

And if it turns out to be that his ring is exactly like mines does that mean his mother is playing matchmaker?

Nah, you're assuming too much in your head

"If you're asking where did I got this ring from, it was gifted to me by Mom on my birthday" he grinned

I glanced at him from his side "I got this ring when Aunt Laborè came to my home after her company trip with your Mom" my finger played with the silver ring that I placed back on my pinky finger

The timeline is different since Cloud's birthday is on February 14, yes his birthday is on Valentine's day so it's weird. While Aunt Laborè told me that they went to Japan on March 8, so that means Sophia couldn't have designed the ring before coming to Japan. Or is it?

We came back to the penthouse and I helped Cloud in packing his luggage for the trip "Can't you just use your family's private jet?" I asked him, it's quite obvious if you are a son of a billionaire your family might have a private jet

He shakes his head as he folds his clothes "Dad is using it because he has a meeting in Dubai"

"Then what about your Mom?"

"She uses the jet also but if someone is using the jet she just books a first-class seat in an airplane"

"So you are going to sit in a first-class then?" I asked and he nodded, he noticed my face, and his signature smirk is now plastered on his face "Aww is my Angel going to miss me" he mocked me with kissy faces, I put my hand on his face and shoved him backward

"In your dreams Marshall"

"But I'm already in my dreams" he retorted which made me roll my eyes to the back of my head "You don't even sleep"

"There is such a thing as daydream Angel" he walked into the closet and came out holding one of my t-shirts, I stood up to get it from his hands but he hid it behind his back

"I'm gonna steal this from you" he said before he threw it in the luggage and closed it immediately with a built-in lock, "Why would you steal one of my t-shirts? You could just buy one in a department store for cheap you know" I tried to open his luggage

He ignored me and went out of the bedroom "But you just took one of my favorite shirts!" I said loudly to him

"I'll buy you another one!" He replied to me in the same tone

What is going on in his head?

I turned to the luggage and tried to guess the number passcode to open the built-in lock, I tried his birthday it didn't work, his Mom's birthday and it still didn't work "Darn it"