[Dan Yuseong's POV]
Chest puffed out, Dan Yuseong pointed at her triumphantly.
"How's that! My reasoning!"
"Uh… yeah… I was kinda hungry earlier, so I…"
"Hmph—knew it. Guess your pride made it hard to admit, huh?"
"…Sorry."
"With just your mouth?!"
Maybe it was exposing Yeosocheon's little misdeed—
His energy was sky-high compared to usual.
"Just so you know, I won't forgive this easi—"
"I'll buy you drinks when we're back—really expensive ones."
"Deal!"
He'd been craving booze lately—starved for it—and this?
For some stolen snacks, this was more than fair—it was a jackpot.
If she called it expensive—
—Drool
Saliva pooled in his mouth—
A quick lick wiped away the drip—
—Flinch
Yeosocheon shuddered at the sight.
"What's wrong? Feeling guilty?"
"Uh… yeah…"
"No need to splurge too hard—I'll drink anything."
"…Got it."
Her voice carried agreement, but her face looked oddly uneasy.
