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“Micah. Yujin.”
Micah chuckled, bouncing happily in his seat at the table. “Ah, ah. You lost our wager, Angel. I get to do what I want with these nails. All TWENTY of them.”
Angel looked over the spread of nail polish on the coffee table. Her boyfriend had every single color in her collection sat between them, along with some new colors she didn’t recognize. “You were planning this.”
“No, I wasn’t!” He cried innocently. “I bought them all for you as a gift. I saw them in the window at the store and they made me think of you!”
Angel held out her hand like a floating handkerchief. “Just get it over with.”
“Nah, ah-ah,” Micah singsonged. “I wanna start with these cute little toes.” He slid out of the chair and took one of her bare feet, sitting it on his thigh.
She offered no resistance aside from wiggling her toes.
Micah fit in toe spacers between her three middle toes. He pulled down the two closest colors from the tabletop, studying them for a moment. “Baby blue and silver, huh? That sounds cute.” He opened them both and set to work, alternating colors for each toe.
Angel watched his fingers. “You are… really good at this…”
“Only the best for my love,” Micah chirped without looking up. He switched out her foot for the other, patting around the table for new colors. “Red and black!” He pulled down another. “And pink!”
“You sound so excited but the colors really don’t matter, do they?” Angel asked, rocking her painted foot on its heel as it dried.
He looked up at her, sticking out his forked tongue. “I want to at least make sure it’s a good combination to work with.” He placed one color on each toe, repeating pink on the pinkie toe and covering half the big toe’s nail. “Red or black?” He looked up at her.
She tilted her head.
“I’m actually giving you a choice here, Angel.”
“Black.”
“Great minds think alike.” He swiped it on smoothly. “And NOW the fingers!” He carefully rested her foot on the ground before popping back up onto the chair.
Angel spread her hands, resigned to her colorful fate.
Micah waved his hand over the assortment, plucking one up at random.
“That’s crackle nail polish,” Angel pointed out.
His eyes lit up. “Oooooooh, interesting! So we’ll crackle orange on top of…” Another random selection. “Yellow it is.” He lifted her pinkie finger.
Angel closed her eyes, leaving Yujin to his fun. She focused on her breathing, listening to Micah hum his song. She felt when he moved over to her left hand, listening arbitrarily to see if she could tell how many new colors he opened. He seemed to especially take his time, lifting each finger individually and carefully handling each digit between two of his own. After a while, her hands were placed back on the table.
“Angel~” Micah sang the nickname sweetly, like when he wanted something. “I’m all done~”
“Do I actually want to see what you did?”
“It’s not that bad, I promise!”
“I don’t trust it.” She opened her eyes anyway, examining the right hand first. Five different colors, including the orange crackle over the yellow base; her index and middle finger was purple. Her left hand sported only three colors, black, white, and green. She compared the two. Both her ring fingers were green, and her thumbs half black, half white. The left hand actually looked kind of cool, with her index, middle, and pinkie fingers sporting a black and white design, leaving the ring finger as an accent nail. He could've done both hands like that and she would've been fine. “Staking your claim?”
“I just wanted to try it out. The haf-and-half look is cool.” He twirled a lock of his striped hair subconsciously.
She studied her left hand some more. "I gotta give you props for this hand, at least. I may have you do my nails for real sometime." She glanced at the other hand, then down at her toes where she had placed her feet on top of Micah's.
“And how long do I have to keep my nails like this?”