Flower [SoonHoon]

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The pain from his right foot had registered fully, but nothing Soonyoung could do other than lie in the table while wincing dramatically and retracted his feet as far as possible from the smaller stomping area.

Meanwhile, the latter just huff in annoyance and sipped his americano with a look that says 'serves you right'.

Jihoon likes the former, but it's just how he's designed to automatically respond to embarrassment with a bit of pushing or cringing horribly.

But it didn't takes the tiger boy long before he returned to leaning back on his chair as if no violence had happened.

"But seriously, speaking of songs, the song you gave me the other day is amazing!"

No matter how good the composer tried to hide it, he's proud of the songs he made. A little curl can be seen at the edge of his cute lips.

"The 'Hurricane' one?"

To say the leopard-printed beret boy were surprised is an understatement. He's utterly overjoyed and full of feelings he might explode into pieces. Or maybe it's just the overly sweet caramel macchiato currently running in his veins.

"It's called Hurricane?!"

The blond boy found him to be very cute, like an energized hamster who's running on its little ball. He took another bite out of the cake in front of him before answering.

"You named it, remember? Well, do you want to write the lyrics?"

And the dancer didn't even bothered to ask or care how did the other knew he named it that way. He's just really, really wanted to dance to the song.

"I'd love to! But I'm not that confident in it."

Soonyoung excitedly puts both of his hands on the table, but not too harsh so that the table is still in one piece. And seeing this as an opportunity, Jihoon slowly put his on top of it without breaking any eye contact with the other.

"Let's do it together then."

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| Sorry for the short update… somewhere along the tenth chapter I forgot this is a short story and just kept hammering it till it ends.

| Rant: I miss Korehao sometimes… sometimes I remember her story and I get sad… and then I loses the will to write and just look at the funny comments in the stories that I screenshot fondly. Probably like, once a month. I'm very lucky to had read everything till the end, except Pleda though.