CRUSHING ON MY BUNNY

"Look, I don't want to argue. You can have any other candle you like and I'll pay for it. But I want this one for someone special." He interjected with his eyebrow quirked in contemplation, awaiting her answer.

"Hell NO. I want this and only this. I don't need your charity. And neither am I feeling charitable today. I'll be buying this and that's that." She retorted defiantly.

His tongue inwardly poking his cheek, puffing it out in annoyance, "Look, miss whatever, I am trying to reason with you but you are making it quite difficult. This is the last piece-"

"Exactly! That's why I need to get it!"

"For whom?"

"For someone s-special"

"Oh really? A fiancé? A boyfriend? Whom exactly?"

"What's it to you-"

"Oh so you are getting it for yourself," his eyes flicked over her for a second. Her cheeks grew red under his scrutiny though it didn't last more than a few seconds. She was clad in her oversized BTS hoodie jacket. The tata muffler draped around her neck. Her brown eyes looked at her fingers which had defrosted under the warmth of his tight grasp.

"Ok, darling, you can have it. It's yours. But you have to give me something in return," he smirked