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Kazuha shakes her head.
Once again, she’s probably just overthinking this.
If she plays it safe – extremely safe – it could turn out to be an enjoyable experience and a way to make new friends. The dating aspect isn’t anything she’s actually worried about anyway. It’s not like she’s going to all of a sudden fall in love with someone or something. At the end of the day, it’s an app. She could delete it and move on anytime.
After all, it can never hurt to try, right?
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i so want some Filipino food rn!!
could you like come over and make me some pls? lol 😫
Yunjin sends her message from her bed with a soft snort.
She expects an immediate pingback, a little overdramatics about the next time they’d meet, or an excitable, ‘Then come to LA sometime lol!!’ text. She doesn’t expect an hour of radio silence and her hotel doorbell to ring with a whole home-cooked meal behind it.
But in the same vein, Yunjin’s learning to expect the unexpected when it comes to Sophia.
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“It feels like we have like, big sisters in the industry. So, we love them.” Manon cracks a small smile. “We love them a lot.”
Even as the conversation passes and the interviewer tries her hardest to get them to fold on the first food choice, the filming continues, and more and more deliciously tempting food comes out, she sits with her response for a bit.
‘A lot.’
And for a moment, her mind drifts to a late night in a dark bar in Seoul, a few whispered exchanges, and tension on the cusp of explosion.
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Sakura gives a small smile, cheeks reddened by her slight blush. Bashfully, she buries her head in Yunjin’s shoulder, quietly humming. “I’m glad.”
God, she’s so adorable. The baby blue of Yunjin’s cable knit sweater complements Sakura’s long caramel blonde, flowy, and soft waves. A similar, sugary gourmand scent wafts from her hair and she’s so tempted to bury herself in it. Yunjin draws the woman into a hug, rocking them back and forth.
“Genuinely, thank you for all of this.”
“You can’t thank me yet. We haven’t actually done anything.” Sakura chuckles, looking up with those big brown doe eyes. It takes all her effort to hold back from kissing her sweet face.
It takes 4 simple things to make dalgona.
Sugar, heat, baking soda, and a stamp to set the shape.
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Sakura got the phone call around 7 o’clock that evening, and at first, she thought it was her mom.
Who answered however was not her mom.
“Hey stranger,” A low, mellow voice drawled. “Have you eaten dinner yet?”
Sakura whipped her phone from her ear and did a double-take at the screen. The name listed as the caller ID was not who she expected at all. But she’d be lying if she said it wasn’t who she’d actually been hoping to speak to. She brought her phone between her shoulder and ear, smiling, as she resumed her game.