“You do. You belong here. I might have told you before but you’ve got a great aura around yourself.” Hannah said in her usual soft voice, during the day after all she was the nicest. Taeyeon wouldn’t be so lucky during the night. “Is there something in your mind? Do you want to talk about it…? Maybe if I open the cards for you…?”
Skepticism oozed from behind the chestnut orbs, the usually vivid brightness in them currently shadowed by scarce lashes yet heavy lids. Taeyeon casted an unbelieving glance at the blond in front of her. The other, with an enticing tone, spoke to her with such confidence that almost caused her to slip into her trap once more.
“Oh, so you can tell?” The corners of her lips lowered, the furrowing of her brows present in the curve of her lips as well.
In all honesty, it wasn’t the idol’s first time encouraging such irrelevant guilty experiences. She had no idea what compelled her to return, but apparently her curiosity had been piqued by the smooth talker in front of her. Or perhaps it was due to her never ending desire to plunge into the unknown, the mystery.
“Oh- what the hell?” with a rather loud thud, Taeyeon propped her elbows on the table and her chin into the palm of her hand. “Go on. Open the cards. You tell me what’s on my mind.” she challenged the woman, her eyes narrowed to slits.