from here, with @00ksy
“Eheh–” he pulled a forced smile, unable to hide his guilt over eating the last piece of japanese cheesecake served on the table. His hunger won against the rationality, despite unknowing who owned the sweet treat. Before Seungyoon could stop himself, he already half the remaining, and she caught him right on time while the plastic fork was still hanging on his mouth. “So, one new box of cake is enough to compensate, isn’t it? …or should I make it two?” he held up a V with his fingers. a little truce, as well.
across the table, she’s giving him the nastiest look she can manage (which really doesn’t amount to much, because she’s- well, her). distracted by an ill-timed phone call, she’d wandered away briefly only to return to an empty plate and one sheepish companion. “i said we could share, oppa! you were planning to finish it off on your own the moment we got it, weren’t you?” but she’s not mad, not really- her expression falters easily, only to be replaced by a placated grin. “two. and i get to pick this time around.” she’ll claim this as her victory.
