#kaseuls

That’s― Yeah. That’s exactly what I was trying to say! I’d never hurt a dust bunny. Yet, I wouldn’t hurt anyone intentionally but if I accidentally smack your back or something then it’s not my fault. 

Yongguk looked down at the cutely decorated cookie in his hands and grinned his signature gummy smile. Looking back up at the girl in front of him, he recognized her as a rookie who he had seen around on music programs lately. "Thank you," he bowed to her out of custom. "Do I look sour?" he quipped with a cheesy smile that he hoped would put her at ease. She seemed anxious. "I don't think we've met before. I'm Yongguk."

It’s time for me to shut up, isn’t it? (`he mirrors her frown, although his twists into a nervous smile rather quickly when he recounts his words) I really didn’t mean it! I couldn’t hurt a fly… or— what’s smaller than a fly?

I am not weak! I could break your wrist right now with all the man power I posses but no, I'm too much of a gentleman to do that. And in my defense, it's usually the little ones that hit the hardest. Just sayin'. 

(`he draws back and catches the girl's hand, squeezing his fingers in circle just enough to make sure she wouldn't escape) That hurts, ya know! Just because everyone usually laughs about it after doesn't mean it wont sting.

Nope! Guess not. 

Raising a rather inquisitive eyebrow, Woobin gave her a sort of puzzled expression as to why was now not a good time. “Why not?” he simply inquired of he other. According to his calculations and the instructions he was given, the oven had been preheated for the allotted time. All of the ingredients have been generously distributed in and on the dash, so he wondered why she had prevented him from cooking their meal. “Do you have any allergies to lasagna or are you not feeling this for dinner this evening anymore?”

Hell yeah.