Yoongi blinked at the male in front of him. He had been in the middle of taking a bit of a large cookie that he was holding up with both of his hands. He finished chewing before smiling and tilting his head to the side, a rather happy look on his face as he chewed. After swallowing the cookie, he broke off a piece from where he hadn’t yet bit down on and offered it to the other. “Thank you! Do you want a piece?”
Lips or Reading: trade a book for my lips; one of our muses has been really invested in a book all day...the other muse feels the need to steal said book away and retrieve his/her kisses.
“Daraaaaaaa. You can’t just ask me to come hang out and then sit there reading the whole time! That’s called being rude to a guest!”
The girl in question peeked over her book, expression apologetic. “I’m sorry, Dongsung, but I’m supposed to finish this book for class by Wednesday and I still have heaps of chapters left! Look.” She indicated the number of pages left she had to read. “Just give me ten more minutes. …Or fifteen.”
Dongsung gave a loud sigh. He could have just stayed in his own dorm room and finished that Korean drama he was in the middle of if she was just going to read. He spun around on the computer chair he was sitting on, going around and around until the room began to spin. This was seriously boring.
He suddenly had an idea. “Hey, is your ble-“
“No, Dongsung, my blender is still broken. I guess that’s what happens when someone decides to stick a pizza and a block of chocolate in it. You owe me a new one!” She hadn’t even looked up from the book.
The boy now had a serious pouty expression going on. It was totally unfair of her to just let him sit there, bored out of his mind. Another idea entered his mind, and a cheeky grin slipped onto his face.
Suddenly, “The Sound and the Fury” was whipped out of Dara’s hands. “What- hey! Come on, Dongsung, give it back!”
Dongsung shook his head. “Nope… not unless you give me something.”
“I only have a bit more t- give you what?” Dongsung now had the book raised high in the air, and poor, vertically challenged Dara was leaping up and down on the spot trying to grab it back.
“A kiss!”
That wasn’t the answer Dara was expecting. She stopped jumping. “You want a kiss? …From me?”
He shrugged, trademark eyesmile on full display. “Sure, why not?”
Dara hesitated, feeling shy all of a sudden. “Um.” Well, why couldn’t she kiss him? Getting up on her tiptoes, Dara pressed her lips against Dongsung’s… before snatching the book out of his hand once he had lowered his guard. Dongsung’s expression fell once he realised he’d lost his leverage. That meant no more kisses.
Seeing this, Dara relented, and gave him another kiss, on the cheek this time. “There, happy?” She grinned, before returning to the last few pages of her book.
