Mina knew that as maknae, Tzuyu could be a little spoiled.

          Okay, a little might be an extreme understatement. The amount of requests the girl gets granted was staggering. Tzuyu needs money? Name the amount. Tzuyu wants food? Name the brand. Tzuyu wants new clothes? Name the store and we’ll go shopping right away.

          Fine, Mina couldn’t blame them for not wanting to disappoint the owner of those big, adorable eyes that practically sparkled when she asked for something. Those eyes launched an inevitable attack that was nearly impossible to escape upon.

          Others call it the force. Mina calls it Sana’s hidden weakness.

          “Those were mine!” Sana’s voice broke out, and Mina glanced over to see what was going on. Sana stood in front of the couch, where Tzuyu was sitting, arms crossed, donning an expression of utter annoyance. Tzuyu blinked, one arm paused in the motion of putting a chip in .

          A second passed and Tzuyu popped it into . Sana groaned.

          “I was saving those for later!” she gestured to the bowl of chips on Tzuyu’s lap. Despite the agitated composure of her fellow Japanese, Mina couldn’t help but notice how adorable Sana looked even when she’s angry. Her voice was a pitch higher than usual, and she was sure she didn’t just imagine the glimmer of amusement in Tzuyu’s eyes.

          “I didn’t know they were yours.” Somehow, her calm composure served to irk Sana even further. She moved forward, and Mina braced herself, thinking that perhaps it was time to step in before the situation got out of hand.

          Sana huffed in frustration.

          Mina closed her book and was in the act of setting it aside, when Tzuyu placed the bowl on the couch.

          Tzuyu then leaned forward to engulf Sana in a hug.

          “ I’m sorry, Sana-unnie ~”

Immediately, the frown from Sana’s face melted into an expression of shock. Then, Mina saw it start to color, face darkening into different shades of red.

          “Yah! What are you doing?” Sana furtively tried to pull away, to no avail. Tzuyu only clung tighter, chin resting on Sana’s stomach, gazing adoringly up at her. Mina watched as Sana half-heartedly tried to pry away Tzuyu’s arms around her.

          “I don’t want you to be mad at me,” Tzuyu whined, jutting out her lower lip, and shaking her head slightly.

 Sana looked up to give Mina a look that said please help me, but Mina could only laugh at her demise. She was doomed from the moment Tzuyu hugged her.

“Fine! Fine! You can have it,” Sana surrendered, arms raised up, and Tzuyu retracted. She leaned back on the couch, the bowl back on her lap, and proceeded to munch on the chips with renewed vigor (all with a smug look on her face). A resigned Sana sat down beside Tzuyu, an air of begrudging resentment around her.

“… so unfair…”

Mina opened her book to continue reading (the Satzu episode was done after all). Her attention, however, wasn’t on the words in the book, but on the couple behind it. She couldn’t help but smile as she watched Tzuyu shuffle closer to Sana, putting an arm around her and placing her head on her shoulder. She placed the bowl of chips on the coffee table.

“If it bothers you that much, we can share.” Tzuyu pleaded softly, a hand going up to Sana’s hair, as a small gesture of peace. Mina couldn’t help but let out a small coo. It was rare for the girl to initiate aegyo and affection at home, away from the demanding public eye and cameras. Everyone ten