Momo woke to a gentle voice. 

“Time to get up,” they said. “You’ll miss breakfast.”

Her eyes opened. She was greeted by bright blue eyes. The colours swirled within the irises. She was transfixed by the sight. 

“Something on my face?” Dahyun asked, tilting her head to the side. 

“Your eyes,” Momo said. “The colours are moving.” Would they be hidden the moment she spoke now? She really didn’t want it to. 

She smiled. “Emotions aren’t stationary. Ever.” The blue didn’t disappear, but green was starting to appear. 

Momo realised her head was right by the girl’s neck. She didn’t feel hungry, even though she could hear the girl’s pulse, which was quick. Her scent was stronger than ever. 

She lifted her head anyway. Her arm had been around the girl’s waist. She hadn’t noticed how soft the material of her grey clothes was. It was a mixture of velvet and silk. Stretchy too. 

“Morning.” Momo still couldn’t look away from her eyes. Pink had joined in.

“Good morning,” Dahyun said. “How did you sleep?” She put an emphasis on the you. That was when Momo saw that Sana wasn’t there. When had she left?

“Great,” she admitted. “Was that you?” 

“Normally I would answer yes, but I slept really well too.” Dahyun puffed out her cheeks, her mind begin to work. “I don’t know why.”

She couldn’t resist poking her cheeks. “You don't have to think too much in the morning.” 

“But it’s good to think.” She gave her a look. “At night no notes can be taken.” The fairy got up and stretched her arms behind her. Momo heard several bones crack. 

“Did you never study at night?” That was where all students, high-school and beyond, thrived. 

“Sometimes,” she said. “But usually night was comprised of research exchanges or hunting.” She got her bag and pulled out the crumpled uniform. Did she ever iron her things? Had she learned about that yet?

“Hunting?”

Dahyun nodded. “That’s how we got our food. Usually,” she shrugged, “with time, we did realise the ease at which food could be obtained in the human world. Though finding fruit in a supermarket pales in comparison to stumbling across a bush or tree yourself.” A small smile as she looked at her. “Can’t imagine me hunting, can you?” 

“Not really.” 

“We should try it sometime,” her smile grew, “put those senses to the test.” Then she disappeared into the bathroom to change. 

Momo smiled. She couldn’t help but think that this was how things were supposed to be. She felt completely at ease. And not just because of the calm Dahyun had given her.

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Breakfast was weird. The moment Sana came down, the girls shared very similar looks. They definitely knew about how the three of them had slept, but none said anything else other than good morning. 

“Did you remember we had a Math test today?” Chaeyoung asked. 

She didn’t. “We’ve had a lot of other things on our minds.”

Several mumbled their agreement. For once, it hadn’t just been her and Momo who couldn’t get a particular fairy out of their heads. 

Sana sat down next to Nayeon, took a blood bag from the table and drank. She hadn’t realised how hungry she was. Had Dahyun done that too? She was still feeling calm. When she’d woken up, she had never felt so at peace—so at home. It was the best sleep she’d gotten in a while. Everything felt natural: the cuddling, the flirting, all of it. Had she not been so overwhelmed, she might have even kissed her. 

She wanted to blame her feelings on Dahyun’s powers. She couldn’t. This was all on her. That was part of the reason why she’d pulled away. Again. Momo had said it yesterday: Dahyun didn’t know—really know—what she was feeling, nor what Sana and Momo were. If Sana closed off now, she was still safe. 

Or so she thought. 

“Morning!” Jeongyeon called. 

“Good morning.” Dahyun smiled. Her hair tumbled down in waves. They were still blue, one shade of it blending into the next. Her uniform hung loose. The buttons at the top were all undone. Had she always worn her uniform like that? 

As she walked over, Sana couldn’t miss the look she threw her way. It was questioning, but still made bright by the smile she wore. 

“You like pancakes?” Nayeon pointed at the three stacks in the middle of the table. 

“I,” Dahyun came closer, “think I would?” Her stare was focused. On pancakes. “It’s cake?”

“Nope. The humans just call it that,” Tzuyu said. 

“Really?” The fae glanced at the oven. “So it's not in that?”

“It is,” the youngest grinned, “and they’re actually cake, and this is the pan they're made in.” She sped over to the kitchen, lifting one to show the girl. 

Dahyun chuckled. “I know so little.”

“Just ask whenever you’re not sure. We’ll tell you what it is, eventually.” She winked at Dahyun. 

The fairy fiddled with her tie. It hung loose around her neck. The smile still hadn’t left her face. Sana knew she was staring, but this was something she didn't want to look away from.

“Coffee?” Dahyun asked. 

Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Mina said they did. 

As Dahyun started the coffee machine, she got an intense look of concentration. Sana could have smiled right then and there. She didn’t. She almost felt like she’d given up her smiling rights this morning. 

“For me too?” someone called down from the stairs. 

The fairy looked up, a soft smile breaking out across her face. Sana felt a pang of disappointment. Had she not been so caught up in her fear, she might have also gotten that look. She had gotten something close to it this morning. Then she’d ruined it. Now all she got was the weird half-smile that had been sent her as a good-morning. 

“Will do,” Dahyun said. “Milk, sugar?” She looked around. The girls told her their orders, while Momo went to stand next to her. 

“So you don’t know what popcorn is, or pizza and lasagna, but you know coffee?” She raised an eyebrow.

Dahyun shrugged. “Your food is confusing to me, it c