“I was at the verge of burning my apartment down once, so you’re not doing that terribly,” Shrugging effortlessly whilst his index finger wandered absentmindedly across the messy surface, he furrowed his eyebrows in a slight confusion upon catching a glimpse of the recipe that was a one big mystery due to a lack of any culinary skills. “How do you even have patience for all of that?”

Seunghyun held up the gaudy Christmas mess of knitted fluffery. It was designed to look like Rudolf but came off more like some demented demon animal with an actual blinking nose. There must have been a wire running through it but how in the hell it was being powered was just beyond Seunghyun’s imagination. No wonder things like this ended up here, in the backend of a thrift store where he’d managed to drag Belle out with him, despite her horror. Her comment however, was completely unnecessary. He growled playfully, bundling up the fabric, and chucked it at her head from across the aisle

oh, how he wished he was joking. his parents absolutely adored belle -- thought the world of her, and thought her ideal for him. his mother, especially. god only knew how often his and her mother spoke to each other while he was overseas. thinking about it now almost made him shudder. but he tried to keep his cool, as he always tried to do around belle (though, more often than not, it didn’t exactly work). “much as i wished i was joking, i’m not,” he told her, standing there with his hands in his pockets and his eyes hoping to bore holes in belle’s skull. maybe that’d get him out of this nightmare. “my mother called me over breakfast about it, yelling in my ear and everything. and how come you haven’t had yours yet? what time did you wake up, you slob?”

“You women have that intuition, so I guess that if you sensed that he was an asshole and a part of you told him to stab the guy or whatever, then maybe it was the right thing to do.” Ending his statement with raising his eyebrows and another chuckle being breathed out, he tapped his fingers on the surface before getting up from the bar stool and holding his hand out to the other. “Come on, let’s wreak your nerves elsewhere instead of drowning it in another glass.”

song jaegu wasn’t petty or anything. and he liked to think he wasn’t childish, he really did, but it was just too fun messing with belle, and way too amusing for him to even think about resisting temptation. “i know i did.” he danced with her nonetheless, meaning to dip her low, and make it seem every bit the romantic cliche they weren’t. “want me to do it again so you can do your thing where you state the obvious?”

Sooyoung turns to look at the female voice talking to her. “I don’t think so, I think I would remember such a beautiful face and amazing style.” She says as she pointedly looks up and down at the other’s outfit. It almost rivals her own spectacular one. “That dress is beautiful, where did it come from?” She rapidly follows, giving her full attention to the brunette girl. Girl with a style like that would look very pretty on her arm in her next gossip magazine cover. 

"ha! that’s where you’re wrong -- i don’t have a heart. why do you think i’m rooting for the bad guy who just shot the dog?” jaegu reached for the popcorn and, being tired of constantly reaching out for it, placed it between them instead. the maid could come clean it up in the morning. “and just because i like this bad guy doesn’t mean i think he’s going to get away with it.” a pause, and a more indignant mumble followed soon after: “doesn’t stop me from hoping though.” 

"I'm serious!" Chaerin chuckled, immediately running her hands sensually down the other girl's shoulders and back. It was all only in good fun, of course, even though she was giving Belle her most dramatic sexy eyes as she pulled the other into her arms. "You had me at 'Louis viotton'. Be still my heart! I've found love at last!" She burst into laughter and finally let Belle go. "What are you even saying 'a little bit too much'- there's no such thing. We've only just gotten started shopping and I'd say this is an excellent beginning." She nodded and looked over the rack of high-end bags and purses. "Hmm, I'm going to wait until I've bought the dress I came here for thought, and then buy a matching purse for it."