Noona was out today, which meant no bubble tea dates.

I blew my annoying fringe away from my face for the umpteenth time, sad and sulking because of Noona’s absence. I had settled on the couch, hogging its entire length because that much space was needed to console me. Without much to do, I closed my eyes and started to think of what our tea date today would have been like.

I felt a presence above me as even more darkness blinded my already blighted vision.

“What’s with that face, Se Hunnie?” Hyung chirped, patting my head.

“Xiao Lu!” I cheered, sitting up to grab his shirt. “I’m so bored,” I complained, wringing the fabric I had in my grip.

Hyung chuckled. “Shall we go to your favorite bubble tea store?”

I pouted. “No, I don’t feel like getting tea today.”

He blinked, confusion all over Hyung’s tiny, heart-shaped face.

“I want to try something new today, Hyung!” I exclaimed, jumping off the couch and pumping fists in the air.

Even though I missed getting tea with Hyung, I realized I’ve grown so used to Noona’s accompaniment that I didn’t want to drink tea unless it was with her.

Hyung smiled. “How about some coffee? I’ll treat you to my favorite: Iced Americano.”

“Iced Americano?” I repeated. I didn’t know Hyung liked Iced Americano.

“Yup! She recommended it to me that one time I had to cram a lot of things,” he said, laughing as he recalled some memory I had not the slightest idea of.

“Noona?” I asked.

Hyung nodded again, a certain spark in his eyes evident. Hyung’s smile looked different, too. “She likes tea, but it doesn’t keep her awake for when she has things to do, which is why she turns to coffee during those times. As for me, I have difficulty in keeping awake, period. But she doesn’t like it when I do that, especially since…Well, you know me: once I fall asleep, it will take forever to wake me up.” Hyung laughed, “So she told me to drink Iced Americano. And lo and behold: I can finally pull off serious all-nighters!”

I looked at Hyung: he seemed so happy talking about Noona. I thought perhaps it was because he was thankful for having such a responsible, dependable roommate; that Noona was always there to lend him a hand and make sure that he was at his best.

But something was eating at me.

“Hyung?”

“What is it, Se Hunnie?”

Are you and Noona…?

“Hyung, I change my mind: let’s get some tea instead.”

I couldn’t say it. I was too scared of the answer.

Author's Note:

Hello, everyone! I should be writing and updating my other fics, but I don't care. I love Se Hun and I just wanted to release all of my feels :)) That, and I think drabble-writing calms me down.

Well, this experimental piece is done, so I have to go back to writing Roommates now.

Bye~