°•°•We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin•°•°
Six hot blooded teenagers and the bitchy, dom newbie with a rather perky butt.
what can possibly go wrong‚ right?
Well several things‚ if...
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Fire cutlet•°•°
"I want eat." Her uncertain tone had Mihyung stopping midday crossing the food stall. It caused Yoora to come back the few steps she had taken ahead. For a moment they seemed confused before she started pointing the certain food she wanted to eat.
The beach was slightly narrow in contrary but the incredible length it had made it look endless. And one by one, those countless temporary stalls filed up in an endless line. Few were food stalls, few drink, few of them accessories, with the dominator being the crafts ones. Once in a while there could be seen cafes or what looked like bars among.
They were in a team of three after they had splitted from the group, unknowingly so. Him, Yoora and Hyuna. Mihyung being the one carrying the little girl. They were about to cross one of the food stalls was when Hyuna suddenly grasped his shoulders, and spoke up. Her head scewd towards the stall that they had almost left, in desperation.
"These?" Yoora took her confirmation before asking the shopkeeper to be assured it was healthy for the kid. "What's this, sir?"
Mihyung's lips stretched out in a quiet grin as he stared at how Yoora always acted mature, polite and kind.
"They are fire cutlet." Yoora's eyes squinted and few fine lines made their way by both of her eyes. Her nose flared cutely as all the while Mihyung kept staring. "Fire cutlet? What are they?" She sounded dumber than she had intended, and her cheeks pinked when Mihyung giggled.
"They are cutlet made of chillies. Green chilly. It's famous here. People here often competes with each other about who eats the most of these cutlets."
Mihyung just glanced at Hyuna and she had already apprehended they weren't going to buy her those. So she started throwing her body parts at different directions as her voice made it to top the loud noises coming from the crowd around them.
"But I want eat."
"But baby, they are so hot and you'll cry. It will hurt.-" Yoora poked on her golden rimmed glasses before taking Hyuna from Mihyung as she spoke, "-And daddy will be hurt too if you get hurt." Hyuna stopped for a moment, looking hesitant, just to soar out another loud cry. "No, I'll not hurt. I can eat chillies. I can eat spicy."
Mihyung stood their perplexed as Yoora baby voiced her, "No baby, you can't. What did I teach you? I'm not letting you eat because its bad, right? So you shouldn't eat it. If it wouldn't be bad would I stop you?" Another silent moment of hesitation and Hyuna again cried out, this time shaking her head violently, "No it's not bad. It looks delicious." She sniffled, dragging the last word more than she needed, "You are not letting me eat it 'cause you hate me." Her loud cries were turning heads and they didn't know what to do. If Taehyung was there, Hyuna probably would have stopped after receiving one of Taehyung's glares, but she didn't know what to do right now when the guy wasn't here. Nor was Mihyung a pro babysitter.
