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Heart heavy now at the female’s words, sinking down into his seat of the booth as he eyed her at table height. “No. I don’t start fights. I am good man.” Saying the last part in broken English for some reason, which was unknown– he just poked his bottom lip out from under his upper, his eyes gentle and genuine as he eyed her.
The male may have intended something along the lines of fight for the last piece of meat that was sizzling on the grill in front of them, but he didn’t think she would take it seriously. She had eyes of fury, or at least that’s what it looked like to him, in his perspective. “Take it,” Seungcheol said softly from under his white turtleneck sweater.
Her eyes were on his, looking at him carefully as her upper lip snarled and a small huff leaving her. “First.. why are you talking in english you dumb head.” she said the last two words in english as well, just to match with him and the cute act, cute face the other was giving her was getting to her. If only she now could keep a serious face.
Mayumi looks away, rolling her eyes. “I don’t want it no more, so you just eat it. I’ll just.. order myself more food.” She looked back at him, giving him a wide grin as she reached out to pull the turtle neck away from his face. “Are you hiding from me?”
