She suddenly throws a pillow at him and he stumbles a little.

“What now, meanie?” Kyungsoo asks, slightly annoyed.

Naeun scoffs. “Woah there mister, you’re mean-ier,” Then she throws another pillow to him.

He gives her his death glare with no mercy at all.

She then only laughs softly but nervously as she looks at him, causing the guy to shift his annoyed mood to a confused one.

“Why are you laughing?” He pouts.

“I throw things at people I love.” She says, poking his nose as she smiles.

Then she throws another one, causing the small human stick to fall down. 

But instead of wincing at the pain, the stick just grinned like an idiot and mumbled to himself as he hugged the pillow, tightly. “Naeun loves me.. she does.. w-woah. I'm so..”

Naeun’s eyes widened as she ran. “Oh my god, Kyungsoo-oppa! Your nose—“

“I don’t care.” He only grins and pulls her for a soft kiss.

“You’re so dumb.”