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A Tuesday

Chaeyoung's cut her hair.

December's in full swing, the first snowfall making itself known earlier in the day.

It's a Tuesday.

Tuesday means waking up to Hongjoong, looking out the window and watching the snow with him.

December means the showcase was close, too close.

Chaeyoung cutting her hair means that she was somehow even more adorable than before, and Seonghwa won't shut up about it.

"Oppa, stop, you're being embarrassing," she pouts, scrunching her nose up.

She scrubs at the counter a little harder, eyes darting around as if the few customers in the shop will care about their conversation.

Her eyes linger on one of their regulars, a young guy that Seonghwa associates with 'small cappuccino' who always comes in to study and stays for hours.

Interesting.

Her nose scrunches up even more.

"Now you look even cuter, Chae-Chae!" He says, raising his voice on purpose.

She just fumes, rolling her eyes and pushing the hair behind her ear.

Her cheeks are dusted pink.

She really is adorable.

At lunch, after the rush, she silently hands him a blueberry muffin.

Always blueberry.

Seonghwa wonders how she knows it's his favorite.

He's about to decline, his mind yelling about calories and carbs and a lack of protein, halfway through saying 'I already ate,' when she cuts him off.

"I heated it up for you and everything." She glares, trying to look menacing.

It doesn't work.

God, she just looks so cute and Seonghwa's weak for it.

"Eat it. You're too skinny," she insists.

The words don't sting like they usually do.

He smiles at her, and it even reaches his eyes a bit.

The voices in his head die down.

"Thanks, Chae Chae. I'll eat it well."

She smiles at him, cheeks dimpling.

He makes obnoxious enthusiastic sounds while he eats it, just to make her laugh.

Out of the corner of his eye, Seonghwa sees Small Cappuccino's attention catch, shyly watching Chae as she covers her mouth with her hand.

Somehow, amazingly, half the muffin's gone before Seonghwa really realizes it.

He'll regret it later.

Or, perhaps, not at all.

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After the Sun Goes Down

After the sun goes down, when he's sitting on the couch waiting for Hongjoong to walk through the door, he bites his thumb and thinks about the muffin.

It freaks him out a bit, he can feel the anxiety rising, and he's not sure exactly why.

It's not the usual feeling he has when he hates that he's eaten something, when he needs to get it out of his body.