@1konicalt:
“Will the coffee be fresh and roasted? Hmm, well.. It’s been in my nature to be a little bit of an ass. I guess you will have to tolerate me the next time we talk. Though unlike how I typically like my coffee which is, black, I won’t treat you that bitterly. How about a pinch of sweetness, Sunyoung noona?”
“Fresh and roasted? You’re quite demanding, aren’t you?” The words spill easily from her tongue - as was typical of nearly every time they two met. Frankly, he’d been more than ‘a little bit’ of an ass. There’s quite a good deal of rudeness or rash behavior that she can tolerate, but there’s a fine, fine line between what is and is not manageable, and he walks it every time.
His words draw a rather dramatic roll of her eyes, followed by an exhale. “Oh, so now you’re trying to win your way to my heart with coffee puns, hm? You’ll have to try a bit harder that, you know.” She’s toying with him, of course she is; he’s a tad too serious for her liking, though that’s nearly to his advantage. All the better to mess with.
With the delicate grip of her fingertips on his upper arm, her lips, colored with a sweet shade of magenta, curve into a knowing smile. “I’ll have to tolerate you, though it’s getting a bit difficult, Hanbin.” There’s an unnecessary stress on his name. And why is that? To make him a bit uneasy? No, rather to keep him guessing. Was she serious?
