"... N... Yes...?"
"Why, should we lie down together?"
"Uh.. no.. no.. ugh.."
Yoon-ki kisses Yeo-ju's forehead softly, then ruffles her hair, telling her he's not a hasty man. As he gets up, saying they should go pick out some fabric, Yeo-ju covers her red cheeks and gets up.
"Uh... Mr. Yoongi..?"
"why?"
"...Can I hold your hand?"
"How can a woman who is so cautious about holding hands kiss?"
"...Shhh.."
"Okay. Haha, should I use a thin material or a slightly thicker material?"
"Go and decide! "Can you... can you just buy me one thousand?"
"Phew, I can buy you a thousand. Come closer, why are you being so cautious?"
Yoongi pulled Yeoju into his arms, and their distance became closer. Next to him, his face flushed, he lowered his hand, tightening his grip. Yoongi smiled faintly and entered the store, still holding Yeoju's hand tightly.
Please save me, everyone
I could have written this in 20 minutes, but I struggled with it for 40 minutes.
Oh my god.
I don't press because of the band. Seriously, wow, I'm really like, wow. I was going to blow it up to Corona earlier this afternoon.
Pakyu!!!!!!!
Your fingers are so short
Thank you hahahahaha