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After returning home and dropping the diapers to Mrs Kim, Myungsoo and Ji Min once again went out to get some ice cream and a little alone time.

"What flavor would you want, Ji Min?" Myungsoo asked.

Ji Min looked at the different flavored ice cream displayed in front of her.

"Hmm..."

"Have you ever not eaten ice cream that you can't decide?" Myungsoo asked, getting impatient.

"No, it's not that. I go here twice a month with my friends and eat something new. I'm thinking about what I haven't tasted yet," Ji Min said.

"Uh, what about peanut butter swirls?" Myungsoo suggested to help Ji Min choose.

"I'm allergic to peanuts," Ji Min said.

"Oh..."

She's allergic to peanuts. Noted, Myungsoo thought, adding the new fact to the mental facts he's collected and known about Ji Min.

"Okay, I'll get the coffee flavored one," Ji Min then spoke to the cashier slash server then looked at Myungsoo. "What about you?"

"Plain vanilla," he simply said.

While the server was scooping the ice cream to the cones and handing them to Ji Min, Myungsoo paid and waited for the change. When they were done being served, they walked towards the table near the window and happily and contentedly ate their ice cream.

"Mmm..." Ji Min moaned childishly, savoring the ice cream.

"Mmm..." Myungsoo immitated just as childishly.

"This is yummy," Ji Min commented.

"This is yummy," Myungsoo repeated her words.

"Ya..." Ji Min said.

"Ya..." Myungsoo mocked her again.

Ji Min rolled her eyes.

"Oppa..."

"Yes?"

"You have ice cream on your face," she said, one hand pointing her face, the other pointing at his.

"Where?" Myungsoo said as he the corners of his lips.

"Here," Ji Min said as she pointed at a spot on Myungsoo's lower cheek with the hand holding her ice cream.

When her ice cream was in front of Myungsoo's face, she playfully shoved it and Myungsoo's chin and lips were covered with coffee flavored ice cream.

"Heyyyyy!" Myungsoo whined then shoved his ice cream on Ji Min's face.

"Heyyyy!" Ji Min complained. "You did not just do that."

"I just did," Myungsoo said and the ice cream on his face that his tongue could reach. 

Instead of scowling or getting mad, Myungsoo and Ji Min just laughed. They both laughed at the look on their faces, the ice cream beard, and the moment that could pass as something very memorable.

"Let me wipe that," Ji Min said while grabbing a napkin and scooting closer to Myungsoo.

Myungsoo also got a napkin and started wiping Ji Min's face the same time she was wiping his.

"I'm like babying you," Ji Min commented, almost done with wiping. "It's like wiping Jihoo's saliva. Hehe. But, you're older. And you look like Jihoo. You're his older version..."

"Stop talking," Myungsoo complained. "I can't get this ice cream. It dried."

"Wet it," Ji Min suggested as she threw the used napkin on the table. "Done. Your face's clean."

"Gah," Myungsoo uttered as he kept on rubbing the spot where the ice cream dried.

"Ow," Ji Min winced as the spot where Myungsoo was rubbing was beginning to sting due to the rubbing. "Wet it!"

"I'm going to it," Myungsoo half jokingly suggested.

"Go on," Ji Min said without any hint of joke in her voice.

"You sure?" Myungsoo asked raising a brow.

"Go on, it hurts already," Ji Min said.

Myungsoo the leaned in and the spot. It was a few millimeters below the corner of Ji Min's lip. Ji Min pushed Myungsoo as she was startled by the action.

"What he hell was that?!" Ji Min hissed.