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I looked across the street a few times and each time the familiar stranger was still following us, however because of years of reading fanfiction in the dark at times I should have been asleep, my eyesight became more and more shitty.
I shrugged the de ja vu off and continued walking with Yoongs to the supermarket. His grip on my hand still tightly squeezing.
A few minutes of walking and accompanied small talk, we arrived at the supermarket, it's glass doors opened automatically and an air vent gushed warm air in our faces the moment we entered. My hair flying right in my face and not in the sexy Hollywood actress way.
"Lead the way, Mother Superior," I nudged YoonGi in the rib lightly. He grunted and looked behind us. Eventually, he leaded us to the right isle and his grumpy aura altered back into his cheery, cute one.
Unintentionally, I found myself admiring his side profile as his eyes moved around quickly with small movements, his finger casually tapping his lips. His eyes caught the light once they found what they were looking for; his hand letting go of mine once he crouched down and grabbed the items, handing them to me and looking st me expectingly.
Diverting my attention to the item, I saw two plastic packets with a mouldable solid inside - face masks - cloud face masks to be exact. I read over the instructions and flipped the packets over a few times, my eyebrows scrunching together as I didn't get the point of the mask being called a 'cloud face mask.'
"Okay, I get the 'face mask' part, but what do clouds have to do with them?" I questioned.
"You'll see," he smiled. "Do you have any nail polish?"
"No... why are you asking?'"
"Let's go get some. And we're going to need to buy some movies, too."
I kept a hold on the face masks, my free hand subconsciously clasping back onto his; our fingers intertwined though we both didn't realise. He tugged me on further to another isle, a bunch of beauty products, hair products and accessories. Half of them I hadn't the slightest clue of their usefulness.
"Any colour in particular you prefer?" He asked, crouching down to the same level of the shelf which held all of the nail polishes.
"You're the expert so you can choose for me."
"What makes you think I've done this before?" He asked, though his attention still focused on choosing complimentary colours.
"You knew where to find nail polishes from memory - you've clearly done this before."
"And who exactly are you now. Sherlock?"
"Yes indeed-y, Dr Watson."
He chuckled in response, then grabbed two or three nail polishes before standing the both of us back up and heading off to another isle. Clearly, he was stuck in his own imagination as he ended up pulling me into a stranger. My body getting repelled back and my hand tore out of YoonGi's grasp.
