The reason she has proposed the little twist in the first place is not tied to her own preferences– because if there is anything she’d remotely want to add into her black coffee, that is most definitely milk– but to her frivolous knowledge regarding her friend’s.
”Ah, sorry– sorry.” a sheepish grin curves her mouth, her brows furrowing wrinkles on her forehead.
Eventually, she settles everything and turns to the other. Her face falls at the sight of her slightly disoriented companion. Taeyeon swallows and debates landing a hand to the woman in order to guide her to the stool near the counter. And at first she feels like apologizing for her disregard towards Ayeon’s situation, but immediately decides against it because countless excuses would solve nothing. Inwardly, she belittles herself for she never knows how to act whenever such circumstances arise.
“Who says that?” an airy chuckle parts her lips, her long fingers intertwine with the other’s as she tugs on her hand. She bites her lower lip nervously, hoping she has made the right choice by carefully leading Ayeon to the said seat.
“Why drink coffee then? Why not go to sleep? Are you busy later?”
"You best be sorry!” she responds playfully, navigating the floor of her friend’s apartment with small steps, making sure to keep her hands extended out as to not trip over or bump into anything. Maybe that is the one perk of her height, she hardly ever has to mind hanging lamps, or low doorways.
She’s quiet for a bit, letting a smile grow on her face when she catches the faint scent of coffee being prepared. The smell alone is enough to brighten her day, heighten her spirits enough to not really mind the fact that she’s just somewhat awkwardly moving through the apartment with no real direction or idea of where to go.
It comes as no surprise to her that Taeyeons fingers eventually - albeit after a couple of seemingly long minutes - find her own. She’d usually sneak her fingers free from the grasp and grab onto her lower arm instead, but the girl was trying her best, and it wasn’t as if there were many people to bump into, so she lets the other female lead her to the seat by the counter.
She then does let go of Taeyeons hand and uses it partially to quickly get a good enough idea of where she is in comparison to the counter and other nearby objects. Once satisfied she’s not likely to knock over vases or other precious materials in case she does for some reason start waving her arms like a madwoman, she rests her head on her arms atop the counter.
“That-- is a solid question to which I do not yet have an answer-- so give me a couple seconds?” her voice is teasing, fingers running through her hair for a few moments. She then sits up again, shoulders shrugging. “I’ve come up with an actual answer! I don’t want to mess up my sleeping schedule too much, which is the risk I run if I were to go sleep now... I have to work in the morning, so a good night’s rest is important, and sleeping now might ruin that. I’m not particularly busy later, but eh--. I didn’t interrupt your day though, did I?”
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