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I shuffle a bit.

I muffle a yawn through my pillow before sitting up in my bed.

I scratch the back of my head; while my tired eyes make their way to my window.

I heave myself off the bed and open my curtains.

The sky is clear, and the trees look full.

The sun is burning brightly up in the sky.

I sniffle slightly.

I smell some kind of soup and cooked rice.

I reach under my shirt and scratch at my skin.

I yawn once more, a smile left on my face.

I trod to my bedroom door and open it, just barely. So I can see Eun-Hyuk in the kitchen.

He has a smile on his face; not a prominent one, a small smirk, but he seems happier since we left his sister's place.

I close the door and eye my desk of drawers.

Time to get ready.

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"Thanks for the food," I say, placing my chopsticks beside the cleaned out bowls.

He nods and gets up, collecting our dishes.

For some reason; he likes housework.

I always try to stop him; because it seems exhausting, but he says it's fun, so I let him be.

I lean back in my chair and cock my head to the far wall.

I hear Eun-Hyuk humming as he starts to scrub at the bowls.

"Maybe we should go out today," I mumble.

He turns to me, briefly.

"Pardon?"

I sit push myself forward; the chair landing back on all fours.

I rest an arm over the back of it.

"Today's really nice, the blossoms are out a bit, too."

He straightens his posture and meekly turns away from me.

After a few seconds of silence, I hear; "That sounds okay."

The back of his ears is a salmon colour.

I tense up a bit.

Before unintentionally slipping out a chuckle.

I hear a soft, innocent grumble and I stare at the ceiling.

'Today is a good day.'

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The breeze is chilly, but the sun is warm.

It's the best of both worlds, really.

However, Eun-Hyuk didn't put on a sweater.

He shivers every now and again when we're walking.

I halt.

He flinches, before gently tapping my shoulder.

"Hwan-Jae? Are you alright?"

I cover my mouth, pondering.

I remove it and exhale an exasperated sigh.

I slide my sweater off my arms and put it around Eun-Hyuk's shoulders.

"If you're cold you should've said something!"

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