@haneulna from here.
“It’s nice right? Just the right temperature outside for an ice cream.” She squints up at the big ball of light in the sky and smiles, before looking back to him. Finding he was wearing an expression that did not look pleased to be outside, and Eulna pulled a sour face. Sure it was hot, but that’s what the frozen treats were for. “Just admit it’s nice already. You know it is.”
Call him bitter or petulant, Seunghyun is certainly, one hundred percent, not naturally made for a delightful agenda under the sun. Unless it has something to do with riding, the man wants nothing to do with any it. Anyone could’ve offered him anything in the world, he would still rather stay inside his loft, sleeping, than wasting his breath outside. “If you want to have skin cancer, yeah. And I don’t even like ice cream that much-- you should’ve known this.” In spite of him agreeing about the weather underneath the sarcastic gesture and remark, he still refuses to hear her reasons, which explains how grumpier he even looks by now. “Why do you need me to come with you again? I thought you said it’s something important? I feel like I’ve been played, just so you know.”
