«Hey, I got that drink you like.» Yongsun shouts from the kitchen and places the grocery bags on the kitchen counter.

«Oh, thanks.» Moonbyul replies from the living room.

Yongsun hears Moonbyul get up from the couch, and soon she’s in the kitchen, helping her put the food away. They manoeuvre around each other, but sometimes Moonbyul will accidentally brush up against Yongsun, and Yongsun will playfully swat Moonbyul’s hands away.

«Do you want me to make supper, since you went to the shop?» Moonbyul asks as Yongsun stands on her tippy toes to put the bread in the cabinet. 

«Yeah, that’d be great, thanks.» Yongsun says, then leans back against the counter, arms crossed over her chest.

«No problem.» Moonbyul smiles and leans in to place a kiss on Yongsun’s rosy cheeks.