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Mina was woken up by the sound of the doorbell. She groggily stumbled out of bed and rubbed her eyes. She opened the door and was surprised to see her sister, Jihyo, and her wife, Jeongyeon, standing on her doorstep.

"What are you doing here?" Mina groaned as the sunlight hit her eyes, causing her to squint.

"Auntie Mina!" Jihyo's daughter, Tzuyu, exclaimed excitedly as she ran up to hug Mina.

Mina looked down and smiled; her mood shifted at the sight of her niece's bright eyes and wide smile. She bent down and properly hugged Tzuyu.

"Hey, princess," Mina said warmly. She pulled from the hug and adored her niece. "Where are you going? You look so cute."

Tzuyu was wearing a dress, socks, and shoes that matched perfectly, and a backpack strapped to her back.

Tzuyu beamed up at Mina, "I'm going to school!"

"I texted you, right? Today is Tzu's first day in kindergarten," Jeongyeon said from behind, smiling proudly at her daughter.

"Tzu wanted to show you her outfit. You know you're her favorite aunt." Jihyo chuckled from behind them, watching the sweet interaction between Mina and Tzuyu.

"Well, you are really beautiful today," Mina said, twirling Tzuyu around. "Make sure to listen to your teacher and have fun at school!"

Tzuyu hugged Mina tightly and asked with her little voice. "Auntie Mina, can you pick me up at school today?"

Mina released an awkward smile, giving Jeongyeon and Jihyo a look that conveyed her uncertainty. "I—I will try."

"Please," Tzuyu added, looking up at Mina with big, hopeful eyes and a pout.

Mina sighed softly. She has work and may not be able to make it to pick Tzuyu up from school, but she didn't want to disappoint her niece. "I'll do my best to be there, okay?" she promised, ruffling Tzuyu's hair before giving her a reassuring smile.

"Okay," Tzuyu replied with a sad smile.

"Okay, baby." Jeongyeon pulled Tzuyu's hand. "Kiss your aunt goodbye because we don't want to be late at school."

Tzuyu gave Mina a quick peck on the cheek before running off with Jeongyeon, her backpack bouncing behind her. Mina watched them go as she stood up.

"Hey!" Jihyo pulled Mina's ear.

"Ouch, unnie!" Mina whined, rubbing her ear. "What was that for?"

Jihyo took a look inside Mina's apartment while she was talking to Tzuyu. She stepped inside and peeped at Mina's room. She saw someone lying on Mina's bed, and their clothes were strewn all over the floor.

"Who's sleeping in your room?" Jihyo asked, raising an eyebrow.

Mina scratched the back of her head and refused to talk.

Jihyo pulled Mina's ear again and said, "You can't be having random strangers in your room! What if Tzuyu sees that? What are we going to tell her?"

"Ow!" Mina slapped Jihyo's hand. "She's a friend," she mumbled.

"Naked friend?" Jihyo raised an eyebrow while crossing her arms against her chest.

"Fine!" Mina admitted, "It's a one-night stand. If I only knew you were going here, I should've fucked her in my car."

"We texted you!" Jihyo countered.

"I think I forgot, sorry," Mina said sheepishly.

"You have a niece, a baby girl, and you can't be a bad example for her. You need to be more responsible," Jihyo scolded.

"Fine, fine," Mina groaned. "I'll be careful and make sure Tzuyu doesn't find out about this."

Jihyo sighed, shaking her head. "Good. Your place is also a mess. Clean up!"

Honks from the street below interrupted their conversation. They both looked back and saw Tzuyu pressing on the car horn while sitting on Jeongyeon's lap, who was in the driver's seat.

"Looks like she's getting impatient," Jihyo stated. "Clean your place, Mina."

"Okay, okay!" Mina replied, rolling her eyes. She watched Jihyo walk towards the car.

"Mom is going to take care of that by herself while you're asleep," Jihyo joked, sliding into the passenger seat next.

Unfortunately, they lost their mother when they were young, and their father followed after Jihyo finished college. The insurance money they received was enough to cover Mina's college tuition and help them get by for a few years.

"Fuck off, I'm going to clean up right now," Mina retorted. She waved at their small family as they drove off.

Myoi Mina is a supervisor at one of the design firms in the city and single by choice. Mina likes to play; she doesn't want the rules that come with a relationship. She dislikes being controlled by others and prefers to live her life independently. She loves freedom, and she doesn't feel alone because she has a sister, Jihyo, who barges into her apartment every now and then to scold her about everything about her life. Plus, she has a supportive sister-in-law, Jeongyeon, and it comes with a cute niece, Tzuyu, who always brings a smile to her face. Tzuyu is the only girl she truly adores.

Mina hates kids because they're loud, annoying, and messy, but Tzuyu is an exception. She'll do anything for that 5-year-old little girl, even if it means enduring the chaos and noise that usually comes with children.

Mina did not pick up Tzuyu at school. She did not forget about her niece; she was just caught up with an important work meeting that ran late. She texted Jeongyeon right away to apologize and explain the situation and pick up Tzuyu from school instead.

The next morning, Mina wasn't surprised when she heard her doorbell ringing. Mina opened the door to see Jihyo, who was carrying a frowning Tzuyu in her arms.

"Do you want to come in?" Mina husked out.

Jihyo gave Mina a knowing look before speaking up. "Auntie is here. Let her know what you feel."

"No!" Tzuyu shouted, tightening her grip around Jihyo's neck. "I don't want to talk to Auntie Mina!"

Jihyo eyed Mina and whispered, "She's upset because she thought you forgot about her yesterday."

Mina's heart sank as she reached for Tzuyu's back. "Hey, sweetie, I'm so sorry. I didn't forget about you."

Tzuyu shrieked and buried her face in Jihyo's shoulder, kicking her feet, refusing to look at Mina.

Despite the crazy and angry display of Tzuyu, Mina remained calm and gently rubbed Tzuyu's back until she loosened her grip on Jihyo. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I was just caught up with work yesterday. I promise to make it up to you today," Mina said softly, trying to reassure Tzuyu.

Tzuyu stopped kicking and slowly turned to look at Mina, tears still streaming down her face. Mina wiped away her tears and took Tzuyu from Jihyo's arms.

"Are you going to pick me up later?" Tzuyu asked in a small voice, her eyes searching Mina's face.

Mina wiped Tzuyu's tears and smiled gently, "Of course, I'll be there to pick you up later. We can eat whatever you want; just don't tell your mommy."

Tzuyu shifted her mood right away. She hugged Mina tightly with a huge grin on her face. "Yay! Can you get me cotton candy and popcorn too?" she asked excitedly.

Mina chuckled and glanced at Jihyo, who was glaring at her. Mina lifted an eyebrow and replied, "You don't want your mommy to kill me, right?"

Tzuyu looked at her mommy and shook her head. "No, Mommy! Don't hurt my auntie!"

Jihyo sighed and rolled her eyes as Mina spoke up. "So, pick only one. Cotton candy or popcorn? We don't want you to get a tummy ache from eating too much junk food."

Tzuyu hummed, tapping her little index finger on her chin. Mina giggled as she pecked Tzuyu's nose and said, "Make a wise choice, little one. You can think about it later."

"Okay," Tzuyu nodded enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Thank you, Auntie! You're the best!" Mina smiled warmly and ruffled Tzuyu's hair before turning to Jihyo. "She's so annoyingly cute, isn't she?"

"Stop spoiling my baby too much," Jihyo chuckled, shaking her head. "She might get used to it and become even more demanding."

Still beaming with appreciation, Tzuyu gave her aunt Mina a hug. Mina cradled Tzuyu in her arms despite her weight.

"Okay, time to go to school, little one," Mina said, gently setting Tzuyu back down. "Have a great day and remember to be kind to your classmates." She ruffled Tzuyu's hair and kissed her head. "I love you."

"I love you, Auntie Mina," Tzuyu replied, flashing a bright smile before walking towards the car where Jeongyeon had been waiting.

Jihyo watched as Tzuyu skipped happily towards the car and turned to Mina. "You better not make my daughter upset," Jihyo warned playfully, giving Mina a knowing look. "She's a crybaby. You know how sensitive she can be."

Mina laughed and nodded. "I'm sorry, okay? I'll pick her up later."

"Don't make my daughter eat too many sweets either," Jihyo added with a warning look.

Mina chuckled and waved goodbye as she watched Jihyo walk into the car. "I promise I'll take good care of her," she assured Jihyo before heading back inside the house.

…

Mina arrived at Tzuyu's kindergarten school earlier than she thought. Children were still inside their room playing and laughing. She searched for Tzuyu and saw her niece talking to her friends, excitedly sharing her toys. Mina smiled and glanced at the clock in front of the room. It was almost three, and her eyes caught two women seated by the children's table, talking to them while holding a book, presumed to be the kindergarten teachers.

One of the teachers has light golden brown hair; her nose looks pointy, and she smiles widely as she flips through the pages. The other teacher also has a light, sun-kissed brunette shade, very specific for someone who's an architect like her. She patted the shoulder of a little boy as she giggled at his talking. Oh—she has chubby cheeks, and her nose crunched up when she laughed.

Mina smiled to herself as she watched the teacher stand up and walk towards the other side of the room, still chatting with the children. She could barely hear the teacher's voice, but she can guarantee that it was gentle and soothing, making the children feel comfortable and at ease in her presence. Mina admired the way the teacher effortlessly connected with each child. She could feel the increase of dopamine and oxytocin in her brain as she felt the serene presence of the teacher. At first glance, Mina knew she had a huge adoration for the teacher.

The bell rang softly. The kids started to gather their belongings and line up at the door, all smiling and chatting happily. There were parents and guardians waiting outside, and there was also Mina, who was by the window, apparently frequently glancing at the teacher. Other parents called their children over.

Mina walked by the door and waved at Tzuyu to catch her attention.

The little girl screamed and ran towards Mina, hugging her tightly.

"Auntie!"

Mina caught Tzuyu and carried her in her arms. She shook her until her niece was giggling uncontrollably.

"Have you made up your mind?" Mina asked, looking at Tzuyu with a smile.

Tzuyu nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with excitement. "It's cotton candy today!"

"Okay, let's go get some cotton candy then," Mina said as she set Tzuyu on the floor.

The teacher walked over to the door—the one that Mina was eyeing earlier. Mina noticed her presence and smiled at her, which made the teacher smile back, causing Mina to have a mini heart attack, but she held her composure.

"I'm guessing you are Tzuyu's auntie?" the teacher asked gently.

Mina was never wrong. The teacher sounded angelic, and her little giggle at the end made her heart flutter.

Mina nodded, showing her gummy smile that reached her eyes. "Yeah, that's me."

"Are you Jihyo's or Jeongyeon's?" The teacher asked. "We're just getting to know every person who picks up our students," she explained.

"Jihyo's sister." Mina chuckled. She might've assumed that the teacher was trying to get to know her if not for her explanation. "I'm Mina." She extended her hand.

The teacher did not hesitate to shake it, her warm smile never faltering. "Nice to meet you, Mina. I'm Nayeon, and the other one is Sana. We're the teachers."

Mina might have squeezed the teacher's hand too tight for the teacher to glance at their connected hands.

"Sorry, I tend to do that when I'm nervous," Mina apologized, releasing her grip. She wiped her hand on her jeans and whispered, "You're making me nervous."

Nayeon, the teacher, squinted her eyes slightly. "Sorry?"

"Huh?" Mina looked up from her jeans, a sheepish smile on her face.

Nayeon giggled and said, "I didn't hear your last words." She was busy waving and saying goodbye to the other students who were leaving the classroom.

"Oh, nothing," Mina said quickly. "How long have you been—"

"Auntie!" Tzuyu came tugging Mina's hand, who had been standing next to her the whole time waving at her friends goodbye. "Let's go!" the little girl cried.

Mina glanced at Tzuyu and patted her head. "Okay, baby."

Nayeon chuckled at Tzuyu. "She's always in a rush, isn't she?"

"She's just excited to go grab her cotton candy," Mina replied.

Nayeon giggled and bent down. "See you tomorrow, Tzuyu. Enjoy your cotton candy."

"See you tomorrow, Teacher Nayeon!" Tzuyu smiled widely.

Mina chuckled as she felt Tzuyu tugging her hand towards the exit. "Let's go, Aunt Mina!"

Mina looked back at Nayeon and waved. "Bye, teacher."

Nayeon laughed and shook her head. "Bye."

…

Tzuyu got her cotton candy and buried her face with sugar while they drove back home. Mina smiled as she watched Tzuyu enjoy her treat; also, she had been thinking about the teacher. She bit her lip as Nayeon's smile lingered in her mind; it made her giggle.

"What's so funny, Aunt Mina?" Tzuyu asked with a mouthful of cotton candy.

"How's class today?" Mina asked, looking at Tzuyu in the rearview mirror.

"Teacher Sana read us a funny story about a talking dog," Tzuyu replied, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I like her."

"How did the story end?" Mina asked to keep her niece engaged in conversation.

Tzuyu recounted the ending of the story with animated gestures, making Mina chuckle at her enthusiasm.

"Do you like teacher Nayeon, too?"

Tzuyu nodded eagerly. "She's nice and always makes class fun!"

"Do you know anything about her?" Mina inquired, genuinely interested in Tzuyu's thoughts on her other teacher.

"She ate a salad earlier," Tzuyu responded, scrunching up her nose while chewing her cotton candy. "She also told us that she's scared of rabbits but thinks they're cute."

Mina laughed lightly. She didn't mean it that way, but she's talking to a kid who's oblivious of the depth of her liking towards the teacher.

"Does she have a lover or someone she likes?"

Tzuyu shrugged, not really understanding the conversation. "I don't know, but she talks about her pet dog a lot."

Mina chuckled at Tzuyu's innocence. "Oh, she has a dog?"

"Yes! She showed us pictures of him," Tzuyu added, smiling at the memory. "It was white and small like a bunny."

Mina continued to laugh as she drove.

"Teacher Sana has dogs, too. I think she also has a turtle back home," Tzuyu continued to ramble about her teachers.

"A turtle?" Mina raised an eyebrow in surprise. "That's interesting."

"Yes," Tzuyu nodded. "She called it Kame-san."

"That's cute," Mina replied.

The last piece of cotton candy disappeared inside Tzuyu's mouth. Mina parked the car to the side and unbuckled her seatbelt. She turned to Tzuyu, who was in the backseat. "Well, it sounds like Teacher Sana has quite the animal family," she said with a smile and wiped Tzuyu's hand with a napkin.

"She also has a wife," Tzuyu revealed.

Mina paused for a moment, surprised by the unexpected information. "Really? That's wonderful," she said as she cleaned Tzuyu's mouth with a wet tissue. "How about Teacher Nayeon?"

"I don't know," Tzuyu responded with a shrug. "But I think her dog's name is Kookeu."

Mina opened a bottle of water for Tzuyu and helped her drink. "That's cute."

"Can we have another dog like Kookeu, Aunt Mina?" Tzuyu asked with hopeful eyes, wiping the edge of her mouth.

Mina chuckled softly, keeping the bottle of water. "You have Butter and Kaya at home, sweetie."

"I want a white dog," Tzuyu added, looking up at Mina with a pleading expression.

Mina smiled and ruffled Tzuyu's hair. "You have to ask your mommy and mama for that."

"Okay," Tzuyu answered nonchalantly.

Mina giggled, sitting back in the driver's seat. She started driving and glanced at Tzuyu. She was still curious about the teacher's life. She finds her beautiful; she thinks she has the nicest voice and smile. She seems kind and looks innocently hot. Mina thought of an idea.

"Do you want some ice cream?" Mina asked.

Tzuyu kicked her feet in the backseat excitedly. "Yes, please!"

Mina chuckled at Tzuyu's enthusiasm. "I have homework for you."

"Homework?" Tzuyu repeated, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, homework," Mina confirmed with a grin.

"What is homework?" Tzuyu asked innocently.

"Homework is like a task or assignment that you need to complete," Mina explained. "Like how SpongeBob has to make Krabby Patties at the Krusty Krab."

Tzuyu nodded in understanding. "What kind of homework do you have for me?" she asked eagerly.

Mina smiled mischievously. "I want you to know about teacher Nayeon's life. Ask if she has a wife too or if she's single or something."

Tzuyu smiled. "Okay, and you'll get me ice cream?"

"Yes," Mina chuckled.

"Okay, I'll do it!" Tzuyu said determinedly. "I want Nutella ice cream with extra sprinkles on top!" she added excitedly.

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"Who's your favorite aunt in the world?" Mina yelled as she walked inside of Yoo-Park's house. 

It was Saturday, and she has a routine of visiting her niece every weekend to spend quality time together. She also brought along a batch of cookies as a special treat for Tzuyu and a box of chicken with beer for Jeongyeon and Jihyo. 

"Auntie Mina!" Tzuyu yelled, running towards the door to greet her favorite aunt with a big hug. 

Despite the bags on both of Mina's hands, she sat down and caught Tzuyu in her arms. Tzuyu wrapped her arms around Mina and squeezed her tightly. Mina groaned as she carried her niece with bags in her arms. 

"Oh, my God," Mina secured Tzuyu's legs on her waist, carrying her niece towards the kitchen island. "When did you get so heavy?" 

Tzuyu giggled as she sat on the island, wiggling her feet. 

"Guess what?" Mina asked, setting the bags on the counter. 

"What?" Tzuyu replied, excitement evident in her voice with her shoulders bouncing up and down. 

"I bought you cookies!" Mina pulled a box of cookies out of one of the bags and placed it in front of Tzuyu. 

"Thank you, Aunt Mina!" Tzuyu exclaimed, reaching for the box eagerly. 

"Na-ah," Jeongyeon interrupted as she entered the kitchen, "your mommy said no sweets before dinner." She reached out for a can of beer and patted Mina's shoulder. 

Tzuyu pouted, looking disappointed as she reluctantly pushed the box of cookies away. She glared at her mama and said, "Mommy said no beers before dinner, too!" 

"Thanks, Mina." Jeongyeon chuckled and ruffled Tzuyu's hair. "We're not the same, sweetie." 

Tzuyu sighed and crossed her arms. Her frown deepened as she watched her mama take a sip of the beer. "Life's not fair!" she cried out, tears peeking out at the edge of her eyes. "Mommy!" 

Tzuyu has strong knees because she remained standing even after jumping off the kitchen island. She ran towards her mommy, who was in the master's bedroom. 

Mina chuckled as she opened herself a can of beer. "What's up, unnie?" 

"Good. Nothing changes, still the same," Jeongyeon replied, opening the box of chicken and shoving a drumstick inside her mouth. "Taking care of a five-year-old crybaby is not easy." 

Mina laughed, picking a piece of chicken from the box. "At least she's cute and very loving." 

"Your sister is thinking of enrolling Tzuyu in a dance class," Jeongyeon mentioned, wiping her hands on a napkin. 

"That would be perfect for her; she's so full of energy," Mina replied, taking a sip of her beer. 

"Yoo Jeongyeon!" A yelled voice interrupted their conversation, causing both girls to turn around in surprise. Tzuyu walked towards the kitchen proudly holding her mommy Jihyo's hand. 

"What are you doing? Of course, Mina's here, too," Jihyo exclaimed, rolling her eyes at the sight of her wife and sister with opened cans of beer in their hands. 

"Mommy," Tzuyu said, tugging on Jihyo's hand. "I thought no snacks until we eat dinner." 

Jihyo squeezed Tzuyu's hand and answered, "You're right, sweetie. Let's take out those beers and prepare for dinner instead, right?" Jihyo looked at Mina and Jeongyeon with a flaming glare and dangerous smile. 

"Of course." Jeongyeon stole Mina's beer and shoved it in the fridge, saying, "Let's save these for later." 

Mina laughed, licking her dirty fingers. Tzuyu ran back to the living room and got busy with her coloring books. Jihyo walked in the kitchen and put her hand on her waist, giving Mina a glare. 

"What?" Mina asked innocently, raising an eyebrow. "It's not me. Jeongyeon unnie opened a beer first." 

Jihyo sighed and shook her head. She glared at her wife instead. "Yoo Jeongyeon, I swear to God." 

"How can I say no to free beers, honey?" Jeongyeon chuckled, holding up her hands in surrender. 

"That's not the point. You know the rules around here," Jihyo scolded, crossing her arms. "No drinking until after dinner because our daughter is watching, and we want to set a good example for her," Jihyo added firmly. Jeongyeon nodded in understanding. 

"Agreed," Mina commented. 

"And you, Mina!" Jihyo pointed a finger at her. "Can't you bring something healthy next time?" 

"You want me to bring salads now?" Mina laughed, leaning on the counter while watching Jihyo glare at her wife. "When was the last time you two had sex?" 

"None of your business," Jihyo replied sharply. "We have a toddler who keeps us busy, okay?" 

"Yeah, but haven't you snuck in the bathroom while she's napping or something?" Mina teased, raising an eyebrow. 

"There's this time—Ow!" 

Jeongyeon got cut off with Jihyo poking her side and saying, "Set up the table." Jeongyeon rubbed her side, shooting a playful glare at Jihyo and a pout. 

Mina laughed at the exchange. "I think you need some alone time to reconnect and be lovey-dovey," she suggested with a grin, wiggling her eyebrows. 

Jihyo rolled her eyes but couldn't hide a small smile. "Maybe we can try to make some time for that," she admitted, glancing at her wife with a soft expression. 

"We're just busy with work, and Tzuyu is growing fast," Jeongyeon spoke as she pulled some plates from the cupboard. 

"I know, and I think—" 

"I think you need a serious relationship, Mina," Jihyo cut Mina off with a smirk, causing Mina to furrow her eyebrows and playfully shove her shoulder. 

"Okay, now we're talking about that again," Mina groaned, rolling her eyes. 

Jeongyeon laughed while she set the table, enjoying the banter between the sisters who had that conversation a million times. 

"You need a girlfriend, so you don't annoy us every Saturday or drink in the bar until the early hours of the morning," Jihyo said without missing a beat. 

"Shut up," Mina groaned, sitting on the dining table. 

The dinner was full of chat. Tzuyu was talkative and occupied most of the conversation with her cartoons and random facts that she watched on YouTube. The couple and Mina kept their interest and engaged with Tzuyu's stories, making the dinner lively and entertaining. 

Once the dinner was over, Jeongyeon cleaned the table, and Jihyo set the beers on the center table of the living room. Mina was on the couch, eating cookies with Tzuyu while watching Spongebob on the TV. 

"How's our homework going, Tzu?" Mina asked, taking a bite of the cookie from Tzuyu's hand. 

"What homework?" Tzuyu asked, looking confused. She munched on the cookie that was half-eaten by her aunt. Spongebob flipping Krabby Patties came on the screen, and Tzuyu immediately remembered. "Oh! Teacher Nayeon!" 

Mina shushed Tzuyu and whispered, "Quiet. Don't want Mommy to hear us." 

"Okay," Tzuyu whispered back, leaning in closer to Mina. "But I forgot about the homework." 

Mina kissed Tzuyu's head and said, "It's okay. You can still ask her on Monday." 

"Okay," Tzuyu said with a huge grin, "and you'll buy me Nutella ice cream with extra sprinkles?" 

Jihyo sat on the couch next to Tzuyu. She heard the conversation and chuckled, "Ice cream?" 

Tzuyu turned to Jihyo and nodded enthusiastically, "Yes. Auntie will buy me ice cream if I do my homework." 

"What homework?" Jihyo shot a look at Mina as she said, "There's no homework for kindergartens." 

Mina rubbed her forehead as she felt Tzuyu starting to expose their homework. She drank her beer as she listened to Tzuyu's excited chatter. 

"Auntie gave me homework to ask if Teacher Nayeon has a wife like Teacher Sana," Tzuyu blabbered on. "Oh, and Mommy, homework is like SpongeBob doing his job at the Krusty Krab." 

"Really?" Jihyo raised an eyebrow, extending her arm at the back of the couch to reach and poke Mina. "SpongeBob, huh?" 

"Yeah," Tzuyu looked back at her mommy. "It's fun, Mommy!" 

"Of course, it's fun, right, Mina?" Jihyo pinched Mina's arm and scowled at her. 

"What?" Mina whisper-yelled at Jihyo. 

SpongeBob seemed to slip on the Krusty Krab's greasy floor, causing Tzuyu to laugh. The little girl was so occupied with the cartoon and the cookie that she didn't hear the silent arguing of her mommy and her aunt. 

"You're not just using my daughter to hit on a girl, you're also hitting on her teacher, and you're here acting dumb?" Jihyo whispered angrily to Mina. 

"I'm not hitting on anyone; I just wanted to know if Nayeon is single," Mina casually replied. 

"And if she is, you're going to use my daughter to get close to her?" Jihyo asked incredulously. 

"Look, I'm just curious, that's all," Mina said quietly with a shrug. 

"Curious?" Jihyo repeated with a disapproving look. "The next thing I'm going to know, you're using my daughter to fuck her teacher. You're unbelievable, Mina." 

Mina rolled her eyes and shook her head. "You're overreacting, unnie. I would never do something like that," she said defensively, drinking her beer. 

"You are bringing home strangers every week, Mina," Jihyo added, her voice growing in frustration. "I don't want Nayeon, who is your niece's teacher, to be involved with you in any way. It's inappropriate and disrespectful." 

Mina sighed. "I just want to be friends." 

"Friends, my ass," Jihyo muttered. 

Tzuyu snapped her head at her mommy and said, "That's an inappropriate word, Mommy." 

"Sorry, baby," Jihyo said, pulling Tzuyu in her chest, covering her ear on purpose as she said to Mina directly. "I swear to God, Mina, don't even try to fuck Nayeon." 

Mina rolled her eyes, taking another sip of her beer. "I'm not." 

"What's going on?" Jeongyeon walked in the living room after washing the dishes and saw the tense atmosphere. 

"Mommy said 'ass, '" Tzuyu said innocently, provoking everyone to burst into laughter. 

Tzuyu giggled, not fully understanding the situation but enjoying the attention. She moved and sat on Jeongyeon's lap, feeding her mama a cookie. 

"Mama, do you know a homework?" the little girl asked. "Because Auntie gave me homework." 

Mina sighed, hearing Tzuyu's innocent question. She should have told Tzuyu that it is a secret, so she won't speak about that homework to anyone. Jihyo enjoyed watching the interaction between the three of them as she sipped on her beer. 

"What homework did Auntie give you?" Jeongyeon raised an eyebrow, glancing at Mina. 

Mina made a face and shrugged. Jihyo laughed lowly. 

"She wants me to ask teacher Nayeon if she has a wife," Tzuyu explained. "In exchange for Nutella ice cream." 

Jeongyeon giggled as she looked at Mina. "It seems like Auntie Mina is interested in your teacher." 

"I also think Auntie Mina likes Teacher Nayeon the way SpongeBob likes to cook Krabby Patties," Tzuyu added with an innocent grin. 

Jeongyeon chuckled, shaking her head. "Auntie Mina has a crush on Teacher Nayeon," she whispered as she kissed Tzuyu's head. 

"Shut up," Mina whispered back. 

"Mama," Tzuyu called Jeongyeon's attention, and she heard her hum. "What is fuck? I heard Mommy say Auntie Mina will fuck Teacher Nayeon," she asked innocently. 

Jeongyeon gasped, covering Tzuyu's mouth. She shot Jihyo a warning glance, silently asking her to watch her language around the kids. "It's not a nice word, baby," Jeongyeon replied carefully. "Let's not use it, okay?" 

Mina hadn't touched her phone all through her office hours. She had been working on a new project with one of the architects that required full attention. As she finally checked her phone during her break, she saw a message from Jeongyeon telling her that she's stuck with a meeting and won't be able to pick up Tzuyu from school. 

It was past Tzuyu's school dismissal time, and Mina quickly drove off to pick her up. When Mina arrived at the kindergarten room, there were no other students left, and Tzuyu was sitting on one of the tables, drawing on a paper with her teacher Sana. 

"Oh, finally! You're here," Nayeon, the teacher, said with a smile as she approached the door where Mina was standing. "Tzuyu has been very patient waiting." 

"I'm sorry. Jeongyeon texted me saying she couldn't make it, and I was too busy to look at my phone," Mina apologized with a sad smile.

"It's okay, but I don't think I am the one you should be apologizing to," Nayeon replied kindly, walking Mina over to where Tzuyu was. "Tzuyu is upset." 

Mina kneeled next to Tzuyu. She smiled at the other teacher, Sana, and said, "I'm really sorry for being late, Tzuyu." 

Tzuyu looked up at Mina with a pout. "No! Where were you? I've been waiting forever!" 

"Baby, I'm so sorry. I was so busy, and your mama texted me a bit late," Mina replied, holding Tzuyu's hand. 

"No! I am upset, and I won't talk to you until I finish my drawing," Tzuyu declared, turning away from Mina. 

Mina sighed and glanced between the two teachers. Sana gave Mina a sympathetic look and said, "I'll talk to her and try to calm her down. Give her a minute. She just needs some time to cool off." 

"Thank you." Mina nodded and stood up. She was met with a smile from Nayeon. Nayeon, who makes her nervous and shy in a way that no one else does. Mina felt her cheeks flush as she stuttered. "Hi." 

Nayeon chuckled softly and replied, "Hello." 

Stupid. Mina called herself stupid for getting flustered so easily around Nayeon. 

"How long have you been a kindergarten teacher?" Mina asked, trying to shift the focus away from her embarrassment. 

"Eight? I really don't remember how long it's been exactly," Nayeon replied with a laugh. "But I love it, even on the tough days." 

"Oh," Mina laughed with Nayeon. "That's cool." 

Again, a stupid reply. Mina mentally scolded herself for not being able to hold a proper conversation. She hoped Nayeon didn't notice her awkwardness. She wasn't like that with any other girls, but Nayeon seemed to have a special effect on her. It seemed like Jeongyeon was right because she had a history of acting stupid in front of her crush back in college. Mina made a mental note to work on her confidence around her crush. 

"Done!" Tzuyu exclaimed, holding up her finished project to her teacher Sana. 

"That's amazing, Tzuyu," Sana said cheerfully. "Now show Teacher Nayeon and Auntie Mina." 

Mina looked over at Tzuyu. Her giggles were released as she watched Tzuyu's proud expression. The drawing has a box with circles, and Mina guessed it was SpongeBob. There was also what looked like a pineapple house next to it. For a five-year-old, it was impressive. 

"It's so good, Tzuyu! You have such talent," Nayeon praised, causing Tzuyu to beam with pride. 

"Auntie, look!" Tzuyu said excitedly, pointing to the drawing. 

Mina kneeled and examined the drawing closely. "You're going to be a great artist one day," Mina said with a smile, making Tzuyu's eyes light up with joy. "High five!" she said, raising her hand. 

Tzuyu hit her auntie's palm and said, "Thanks, Auntie Mina! I'm going to draw more pictures for you in the car." She then ran off to put the drawing in her backpack. She carried her backpack and skipped happily towards her auntie. 

Mina grabbed Tzuyu's hand and walked alongside her, but Tzuyu stopped in her tracks and let go of Mina's hand. 

Tzuyu stood in front of her teacher, Nayeon. She said, "Teacher Nayeon, do you love someone right now?" 

"Of course," Nayeon giggled and sat down in front of Tzuyu. "I love Teacher Sana, I love you, and I love all of my students here in this class." She smiled warmly at Tzuyu. 

Mina admired Nayeon from where she stood. She watched how Nayeon's eyes sparkled, and her cheeks puffed from smiling. Mina felt a warmth in her stomach, and she felt herself grinning uncontrollably. 

"No, I mean," Tzuyu paused and looked back at Mina. She added, "Do you have someone to sleep with?" she asked shyly, her toes curling in embarrassment. 

Sana's laughter was heard from behind Nayeon as she listened to the innocent conversation. Nayeon's smile faded, and her eyes turned stern as she looked at Tzuyu. "What do you mean?" 

Mina blushed and was taken aback by Tzuyu's unexpected question. She quickly shook her head and stood beside her. "I think we need to go—" 

"You know, my mommy and mama sleep together every night," Tzuyu explained. "They cuddle and fall asleep holding hands." 

"Oh," Nayeon said, her expression softening as she got Tzuyu's question. "That sounds really sweet. Are you asking if I have a lover?" she asked, glancing at Mina behind Tzuyu. 

Mina's eyes widened in surprise at the direction of the conversation. She chuckled breathily and held Tzuyu's hand, saying, "Sweetheart." 

"Yes, Teacher Nayeon, because Teacher Sana has a wife, right?" Tzuyu asked with a wholesome smile. 

"Yes," Sana confirmed with a giggle. 

"In that case, I don't have someone to sleep with," Nayeon answered with a laugh. 

Tzuyu nodded with a joyful smile. She lightly jumped on her toes. "Nice!" 

Sana laughed as Nayeon ruffled Tzuyu's hair affectionately. "Where do you learn those kinds of questions, cutie?" 

Mina felt her back sweating and prayed that Tzuyu wouldn't ask any more embarrassing questions. She couldn't believe Tzuyu was doing that questioning in front of her. She didn't want to be put on the spot like that. She didn't imagine Tzuyu would be that bold. Once more, her niece is only five years old and lacks deep understanding of the situation. 

"Actually," Tzuyu started with a hum, her index finger pointing up as she pondered her response, "Me and Mama think Auntie Mina has a crush on y—hmp!" 

Sana and Nayeon exchanged a look. 

Before Tzuyu could finish her sentence, Mina had covered her mouth. She immediately threw Tzuyu over her shoulder, which made her niece giggle in surprise. Mina laughed nervously as she carried Tzuyu, stepping back towards the door. 

"Nothing! I'm sorry about my niece. I think we need to go," Mina said quickly. "Thank you, teachers." 

Sana and Nayeon followed closely behind, trying to suppress their laughter. 

"Okay, bye. Bye, Tzuyu ," the teachers called out as they left the room. 

… 

Tzuyu was strapped in the back seat of the car, unaware of her auntie's embarrassment. Mina started to drive with her sweaty palms. She kept glancing at the back seat, just to see a happy Tzuyu. 

"Do you have any idea of what you did back there?" Mina asked gently. 

Tzuyu just smiled innocently, oblivious to the chaos she had caused. "I helped you get to know Teacher Nayeon." 

"Oh, God," Mina sighed, shaking her head. She felt like she wanted to bury herself in a hole. But Tzuyu just continued to smile, completely unaware of the trouble she had caused. "Why would you say something like that?" 

"Say what?" Tzuyu replied. 

"That I have a crush on her because that's not true," Mina answered with a hint of embarrassment. "I don't want your teacher to think that I'm being weird." 

"You are not weird, Auntie," Tzuyu said softly. "You are just a little shy with making friends, and that's okay. I just wanted to help you be friends with Teacher Nayeon." Tzuyu's innocent intentions made Mina's embarrassment fade away. 

"Okay, thank you, baby." Mina smiled gratefully at her niece, touched by her thoughtfulness. "I appreciate your help, but next time, let's talk before making any assumptions about what your mama says, okay?" 

"Okay, Auntie. You're welcome," Tzuyu sang with her feet dancing happily. "I did good, right?" 

Mina laughed as she nodded. "Yes, you did great, sweetie." 

"Can I now get my ice cream?" Tzuyu beamed. 

Oh, right. Mina remembered. She hit the brake and turned the car around before Tzuyu screamed and threw a tantrum for not getting an ice cream. 

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On Sundays, Mina likes to stay home and watch some murder documentary while eating pizza with extra cheese. It's her way of unwinding and relaxing before the start of a new week. That's how it's supposed to be until her sister, Jihyo, bursts into her apartment. 

It wasn't just Jihyo. It was the whole family, and Jeongyeon was carrying two duffel bags while Tzuyu had her backpack strapped on her bag. 

"What's going on?" Mina stood up from the couch. 

Tzuyu kicked off her shoes, dropped her bag on the floor, and jumped on the couch. "Pizza!" She grabbed a piece and took a big bite. 

"What's happening?" Mina asked, confused. 

Jeongyeon dropped the duffel bags on the floor and said, "It's our anniversary, and we're going on a trip." 

"Oh, that's it?" Mina asked. "Why don't you just knock? I told you, you can only use my spare key if it's an emergency." 

"It is an emergency," Jihyo said with a smile. "We will be going on a honeymoon trip." 

"What's the emergency?" Mina asked with a puzzled expression. 

"The emergency is that Tzuyu will be staying with you until we come back," Jihyo explained, causing Mina's eyes to widen in surprise. 

"But I have plans later," Mina protested. 

"You're the one who said we need to have some alone time," Jihyo reminded her. She whispered, "And that we need to have sex." 

"I know, but—" Mina retorted. 

"No buts. You don't have a choice because we'll be leaving now. Bye!" Jihyo said without giving Mina a chance to argue further. As Jihyo and Jeongyeon hurriedly left, Mina could only stare at the door in disbelief, wondering how she would handle having a five-year-old girl inside her home. 

Monday. Mina woke up early for Tzuyu. She helped her take a bath and get dressed for school. She even cooked for her. Mina felt like it was a trial for being a mother. She bathed her niece, she fed her, and she dressed her. She even prepared her food for school and made sure she had everything she needed in her backpack. 

"I'm so excited for school today!" Tzuyu skipped towards the door, gripping her backpack as her auntie Mina grabbed the car keys. 

Mina hasn't showered yet. She put on a jacket over her pajamas and quickly ran a brush through her hair before heading out the door. "Really? What's so exciting about school today?" 

They walked towards Mina's car. Mina buckled Tzuyu into the child seat and sat in the driver's seat. 

"Teacher Nayeon will teach us a song about a spider climbing up a waterspout!" Tzuyu exclaimed, her eyes shining. 

"Haven't you heard that one plenty of times?" Mina asked with a chuckle, starting the car. 

"We will get to sing and dance," Tzuyu replied, bouncing in her seat with excitement. "And Teacher Nayeon has a nice voice." 

Mina stopped as she heard Nayeon's name twice. An idea formed in her mind as she smiled to herself. She unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to Tzuyu, saying, "Wait here. I'll just get something inside." 

Mina ran inside the house. She flipped her cabinets and did not see anything special to give to Nayeon. She then remembered a bar of chocolate hidden in the pantry and grabbed it before heading back to the car. 

"What is that, Auntie Mina?" Tzuyu asked, looking over the driver's seat. 

Mina pulled the compartment and grabbed the pen and the sticky note. "Can you give this to Teacher Nayeon for me?" Mina asked, handing the chocolate and note to Tzuyu. 

Tzuyu stared at the chocolate bar and a note that was stuck on the packet that she couldn't read yet saying, 'You're beautiful.' "Auntie, what does this say?" she raised the chocolate bar and note, showing it to Mina. 

Mina started driving, and she looked at Tzuyu through the rearview mirror, a smile playing on her lips. "It says, 'You're beautiful,' Tzuyu. It's a little gift for Teacher Nayeon." 

The secret was out anyway. Why not put in an effort to get a notice from the teacher? Mina was not denying the fact that she finds the teacher interesting anymore. It was also annoying that Jeongyeon teased her about it constantly. Since Mina was already aware of her feelings, she might as well make a bold move and see where it leads. 

"Okay." Tzuyu put the chocolate in her pocket and said, "What do you have for me?" 

"What?" Mina asked with a light laugh. 

"Teacher Nayeon has a chocolate bar; what do you have for me?" Tzuyu asked with a little pout. 

Mina laughed while shaking her head. She has a jealous niece who always wants what others have. But Mina didn't have anything other than the chocolate, and she hoped that Tzuyu wouldn't be too disappointed. Plus, she already prepared everything for Tzuyu. Plenty of snacks that her parents prepared for her were already inside her bag. 

"Look, baby, how about if you eat everything that I prepared, I buy you a lollipop later? Would you like that?" Mina suggested, peering at Tzuyu. 

Tzuyu's eyes lit up at the mention of a lollipop, nodding eagerly. "Okay!" 

When the class ended, Mina picked up Tzuyu. She had a glimpse of Nayeon, who was busy with her laptop. She didn't have a chance to say 'Hi' to her because Tzuyu was already tugging at her hand, eager to leave. 

Mina's murder series night turned into a SpongeBob, Peppa Pig, Paw Patrol, and PJ Masks marathon with Tzuyu. Tzuyu's high-pitched laughter filled the room as they watched episode after episode. After their dinner, Jihyo called Mina to talk to her daughter. They chatted for a while before Tzuyu got distracted by the TV and started mumbling about the show they were watching.  

Mina took over the call with an aggressive whisper, "When are you coming home?" She walked into the kitchen to not let Tzuyu hear the conversation. 

Jihyo chuckled softly before answering, "Saturday." 

"Saturday? It's only Monday," Mina whispered with frustration. 

Jihyo giggled at the other end. "What? You don't want to spend more time with your niece?" 

"It's not that. I'm just not prepared for you to be gone for that long," Mina replied. "I had to clean Tzuyu's ass earlier because apparently she doesn't know how to do it herself," Mina added with a hint of annoyance. "And her poo stinks." 

"Whose poo doesn't stink, Mina?" Jihyo and Jeongyeon burst out laughing on the other end of the line. "Sorry about that. We'll make sure to leave detailed instructions for Tzuyu while we're away," Jihyo said between laughs. "Don't worry, Saturday is just a few days away. You'll survive until then," Jeongyeon chimed in. 

Mina rolled her eyes and sighed. "I hate you guys. You're just lucky you gave me a cute niece." 

"Visit the dogs in the pet hotel, and you'll feel better," Jihyo suggested. 

… 

Tuesday. Mina had the same routine. She had to be at her work early in the morning, so she took a bath and let Tzuyu eat breakfast by herself while watching cartoons. Mina noticed the vase of roses from her client the other day. She grabbed one as she thought of giving it to Nayeon. 

"Auntie, why don't you eat breakfast?" Tzuyu asked as she held Mina's hand while walking towards the car. 

"I drink coffee in the office," Mina replied. 

"Can't I have coffee as breakfast too?" Tzuyu asked innocently. 

Mina chuckled. "No, sweetie, coffee is for grown-ups. You need to eat something more nutritious." She opened the car door for Tzuyu and helped her get settled in the child seat. 

"So, you're not eating nutritiously? Isn't that bad, Auntie?" Tzuyu asked with a concerned look on her face. 

Mina smiled at Tzuyu's concern. She settled in the driver's seat and replied, "I'll make sure to eat a good breakfast tomorrow, okay?" 

"Okay, let's eat watermelon tomorrow morning; it's healthy and delicious," Tzuyu suggested with a bright smile. 

As Mina drove towards kindergarten. She gave Tzuyu the rose she grabbed from their home. 

"What's this for, Auntie?" Tzuyu asked, sniffing the rose. 

Mina replied, "Can you give that to Teacher Nayeon for me?" 

Tzuyu nodded enthusiastically, holding the rose carefully. "I'm sure Teacher Nayeon will love it," she said with a smile. "What do you have for me?" 

Mina laughed. "Okay, I'll get you jellybeans later." 

Mina picked Tzuyu up when the class ended. She saw Nayeon, but the teacher was busy comforting a crying student. She saw the rose tucked into what she assumed was Nayeon's bag and smiled, knowing that Tzuyu had delivered her gift. She didn't get a chance to have a chat with the teacher again. 

… 

Wednesday. Mina ate watermelon with Tzuyu for breakfast, or else her niece will scold her for not eating healthy. The routine had synced in Mina's system, and she didn't hold her breath every time she washed Tzuyu's butt. As Tzuyu went to school, Mina made her niece deliver a piece of chocolate and a note saying, 'You have a beautiful smile,' to her teacher, Nayeon. 

Unfortunately, when Mina picked Tzuyu up at school, Nayeon was busy in a call. Nayeon had the chance to see her and wave her hand, but Mina didn't want to disturb her, so she just smiled with a wave back. 

… 

Thursday. Mina bought a box of cookies the prior night to give to Nayeon. Tzuyu didn't want to give the cookie unless she had one, so Nayeon got a box of cookies that was missing a piece because Tzuyu ate one on the way to the school. 

Mina might have been the unluckiest person in the world because Nayeon was not in the school when she picked Tzuyu up. Sana told her that Nayeon attended a ceremony in another city after lunch that day. Mina was disappointed but understood that Nayeon had other commitments. 

… 

Friday. Mina forgot to buy anything for Nayeon because of a busy day at work. On the way to pick up Tzuyu from the school, she bought a bouquet of flowers. Something grand for the last day of the week and to properly make a move since she had been using Tzuyu, which was a bit cowardly. Mina hoped the flowers would get Nayeon's heart. 

The moment Tzuyu saw her auntie, she ran towards her and hugged her waist. "Auntie!" 

"Hi, baby," Mina said as she kissed her head. 

"You have flowers!" Tzuyu jumped up and down as Mina kneeled to show it to her niece. "Wow! It's beautiful!" 

There were at least twelve roses wrapped into a lovely bouquet, and Tzuyu's eyes sparkled with delight just staring at it. 

"Can you help me give this to Nayeon?" Mina asked, smiling at her niece's excitement. 

Tzuyu nodded eagerly, taking the bouquet in her small hands and running towards Nayeon, who was waving goodbye to every student. 

"Teacher Nayeon! Teacher Nayeon!" 

Nayeon sat down to catch Tzuyu before she could reach her, accepting the flowers with a surprised smile. "Thank you, Tzuyu! These are so pretty," Nayeon said, giving her a warm hug. 

The last student left, and Mina stood by the door while smiling at her niece and her teacher. Sana sat on the desk, admiring the interaction. 

Tzuyu leaned on Nayeon's ear and whispered, "I told you, my auntie Mina likes you the way SpongeBob likes to cook Krabby Patties." 

Nayeon laughed lightly as she looked up to Mina, who was still standing by the door, her smile growing wider with a tint of pink on her cheeks. 

"My auntie keeps asking about you every time I go home," Tzuyu added. 

Nayeon giggled as she ruffled Tzuyu's hair. She stood up with a warm feeling in her stomach. She walked towards Mina, who was still watching them with a soft smile. 

"It's nice to see you again, Mina," Nayeon said warmly. 

Mina's cheeks to flush with giddiness. "Hey, it's nice to finally see you." 

"The flowers are beautiful." Nayeon showed the bouquet in her arms. "Thank you." 

Mina's eyes sparkled as she admired the flowers and Nayeon, who was in front of her. "I'm glad you like them. You are as beautiful as they are." 

"Getting brave now, aren't we?" Nayeon teased with a playful grin. 

Mina blushed even more, feeling her heart flutter. She spoke, "Who said I'm a coward?" 

"I'll assume Tzuyu is the one who is crushing on me if she isn't a child because she has been leaving gifts and notes on my desk lately," Nayeon explained with a smirk. 

Mina laughed, "I've been here every day, Teacher. You're just too busy to notice." 

Nayeon chuckled, "Well, I guess I'll have to pay more attention from now on." 

Mina shook her head as she felt the strong feelings in her chest. Nayeon really has that effect on her, where she was shy to talk and show her feelings; now she just folded by just seeing Nayeon's face up close. Nayeon, who was really as beautiful as the flowers, gave her chest blooming flowers and butterflies in her stomach. Mina was fucked. 

"Do you know the things your niece had been telling me?" Nayeon asked with a curled eyebrow. 

Mina giggled. She showed a brave smile even though her heart was racing. "What about it?" 

"She's been telling me that her Auntie Mina has a crush on me and likes me the way SpongeBob likes to cook Krabby Patties." 

Mina's cheeks turned a bright shade of red as she tried to compose herself, but Nayeon's playful smile made it hard for her to keep up the act. Oh God, she'd like to kiss Nayeon in that moment, but she knew it was not the right place. 

Instead, she chuckled nervously and said, "I mean, who said it isn't true?" 

Sana's laughter was heard from inside the room, not interrupting the bickering. 

"The last time your niece tried to tell me that you ran away," Nayeon added with a teasing grin. 

Mina laughed. She didn't know what to say anymore other than Nayeon's beautiful. "Alright, I have a crush on you, Teacher, and maybe I like you. What about it?" 

Nayeon's smile widened at Mina's confession, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, in that case, thank you." She turned around with a hidden smile and walked inside the room. 

"What?" Mina sneered. "That's it? Thank you?" 

"Why?" Nayeon raised an eyebrow. "You expect me to pour my heart out in return? I think actions speak louder than words." Nayeon winked playfully as she set the flowers on the table. 

"I have been giving you gifts. Isn't that enough to show you how I feel?" Mina countered. 

"Gifts that were given by Tzuyu, mind you." Nayeon chuckled, shaking her head. 

"Yeah, but—" 

"Teacher Nayeon, what's your favorite flavor of ice cream?" Tzuyu interjected, stepping to hold her teacher's hand. 

Nayeon looked down at Tzuyu with a warm smile. "I love anything with chocolate in it." 

"Great! Because Auntie Mina will get me ice cream right now, and I want you to come with us!" Tzuyu said excitedly, pulling Nayeon towards the door. "Please?"

Tzuyu finished three scoops of ice cream. There was a park nearby the ice cream shop. Tzuyu tugged her auntie towards it, eager to run off the sugar rush. The sun was shining brightly, and the little girl ran around the playground, casually engaging with the other children. She might've gotten the extroversion side of Jihyo.

Mina still got a scoop of ice cream, and Nayeon got two scoops in their own cups. They were sitting on a bench and watching Tzuyu play.

"Really? You need a little girl's help to get me on a date?" Nayeon teased Mina, the spoon dangling from her mouth.

Mina laughed, looking at Nayeon. The sunlight was brushing on Nayeon's face, and it showed the light color of her eyes. Mina almost forgot to reply. She blurted out, "Who said this was a date?"

"Oh, so it's not a date? Just a teacher and her student's auntie eating ice cream?" Nayeon quipped, raising an eyebrow playfully.

Mina rolled her eyes, playfully nudging Nayeon. "Don't make things complicated, Teacher."

"Stop calling me teacher!" Nayeon whined, nudging Mina back. "You're not even my student,"

"Maybe I wanted to be one," Mina grinned and added. "So, you can teach me how to love."

Nayeon rolled her eyes while smiling. "Oh, my God. You're super corny."

"What's wrong with teaching me how to love, Teacher Nayeon?" Mina teased, raising an eyebrow.

"I teach ABCs, not love lessons," Nayeon replied with a laugh.

"I know ABCs. What I don't know is if ILY," Mina said, giving Nayeon a flirtatious look.

"You're cringey. Stop it already!" Nayeon made a disgusted face and scooped on her ice cream.

Mina laughed and let the children's noise occupy their conversation. Tzuyu was taking a slide with another child, her laughter echoing through the playground as they landed on the ground.

"She already got a new friend," Mina observed with a genuine smile.

"She's always been good at making friends," Nayeon commented, watching Tzuyu run off to play with her new companion.

"How's Tzuyu at school?" Mina asked, turning her attention to Nayeon.

Nayeon smiled, "She's doing great. She's really sociable and loves to draw."

"Her mom really built those social skills of hers," Mina said.

"She's such a bright and friendly girl," Nayeon added. "Anyway, I haven't seen Mrs. Yoo-Park lately."

"They're on their anniversary honeymoon trip." Mina sighed, glancing over at Tzuyu.

Nayeon finished her ice cream. "Nice!"

"That's not nice. They left Tzuyu with me, and I have no idea how to take care of a child," Mina complained, her voice laced with frustration.

Nayeon chuckled and touched Mina's shoulder. "I'm sure you'll do just fine. Tzuyu adores you."

"Thanks." Mina looked at the hand on her shoulder.

"Anyway, don't you have someone to celebrate an anniversary with?" Nayeon asked, avoiding Mina's eyes.

Mina laughed lightly. "Are you asking if I have a girlfriend?"

Nayeon blushed slightly. "I was just curious," she replied, trying to sound casual.

Mina smiled knowingly. "I wouldn't be giving you gifts if I had one."

"The question is answerable by yes or no, Mina." Nayeon raised an eyebrow at her.

Mina grinned as she felt Nayeon's impatience. "No, I don't have a girlfriend."

"See? It wasn't so hard to answer." Nayeon met Mina's eyes.

They stared at each other for a minute with their hearts beating a little faster than usual and soft smiles. That's when Mina realized that she liked being with Nayeon. Nayeon made her calm and nervous at the same time; nevertheless, every time she looked into her eyes, she felt warm.

"Auntie Mina, I'm tired," Tzuyu said, interrupting the moment with a groan. She sat between Mian and Nayeon.

Mina squeezed her palm. Tzuyu really got the worst timing. She pulled a water bottle and handed it to Tzuyu, ruffling her hair affectionately. "Here, drink some water, and then we can head home."

…

"Are you sure you don't want me to take you home?" Mina parked near the bus stop.

Nayeon unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to Mina, smiling softly. "I don't want you to know where I live."

"It's not like I would stalk you," Mina retorted.

Smiles lingered on their lips as they talked.

"Yeah, whatever," Nayeon said playfully, stepping out of the car.

Mina walked out of the car and grabbed Nayeon's things from the backseat, including the flowers. "The flowers would be distracting to other passengers."

"I know they'd be jealous." Nayeon strapped her bag and pulled the flowers on her chest.

"Okay, fine. Just take care," Mina said, giving Nayeon a gentle smile. She pushed her hands into her pockets.

Right when Nayeon turned around, Mina realized she hadn't asked Nayeon out. She thought she could ask the other day, but she couldn't let a perfect opportunity to ask her.

As Nayeon stepped away, Mina followed and pulled Nayeon's arm gently.

"Hey, can I ask you out on a date?" Mina asked, her heart pounding in her chest. "You know, without Tzuyu," she smiled shyly.

Nayeon's smile grew as she said, "I thought earlier wasn't a date?"

"Well, I'd like it to be now," Mina chuckled nervously. "So, are you up for going out with me again?"

Nayeon laughed as she walked backwards. "I don't know, Mina."

"Please?" Mina pouted a little, just like what Tzuyu always does.

"The bus is here." Nayeon pointed at the bus nearby. She winked at Mina and said, "I'll think about it on the way home."

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Mina released a cheerful sigh when she halted in front of Jihyo's house. She carried Tzuyu out of the car, and they walked up the driveway. Tzuyu was running with a huge smile on her face while Mina was behind, carrying the bags in her arms.

When Mina got inside the house, Tzuyu was already squeezed between her two mothers. Tzuyu squealed happily while they showered their daughter with kisses and hugs, making her giggle with joy. Mina dropped the bag on the living room floor and walked into the kitchen.

"I'm glad you missed me too," Mina said sarcastically as she scanned through their fridge.

Jihyo chuckled, and Mina felt her behind her. She wrapped her arms around Mina from behind, planting a kiss on her cheek. "Of course we missed you," she said.

"Ugh!" Mina groaned, pushing Jihyo off. She wiped her cheek and put on a disgusted face. "Go away."

"Come here," Jeongyeon cooed. Her lips pursing as her arms stretch forward to pull Mina into a tight hug.

Mina wiggled to break free from Jeongyeon's grasp. "Get off. I'm fine," she whined, pushing Jeongyeon away.

The couple laughed as Mina leaned her back on the counter with a frown. Tzuyu was in the living room, munching on the snacks that her parents had bought.

Jihyo walked over to Mina and nudged her shoulder. "Thank you for taking care of our Tzuyu." She stood beside Mina and wrapped her arm around Mina's shoulder. "I appreciate it."

"Whatever," Mina replied with a playful glare. Her lips curled to a small smile. She isn't really a fan of physical affection aside from her niece, Tzuyu. "How's your trip?"

"We went on a camping trip and went on a drive around the countryside," Jihyo replied, her eyes lighting up. "It was amazing."

"We saw a shooting star once," Jeongyeon added, joining the conversation.

"Did you at least have sex?" Mina raised an eyebrow. That was the only thing she was concerned about.

"Every freaking night." Jeongyeon replied without a huff, and her smirk was plastered on her lips.

Mina chuckled. "Nice!"

"Why are you even concerned about our sex life?" Jihyo asked with a laugh.

Mina shrugged. "It makes the relationship happy, and to be honest, you both look so in love."

Jihyo and Jeongyeon shared a smile at each other before breaking into laughter.

"Weren't we in love before our trip?" Jihyo laughed.

Tzuyu was heard coughing in the living room. Jeongyeon walked up to Tzuyu and picked up the five-year-old little girl in her arms. Jihyo poured some water for Tzuyu, who was still coughing. Mina was standing there with worry in her eyes. She watched the couple take care of Tzuyu in a smooth motion. She was amazed at how they know their daughter.

Tzuyu drank the water and smiled weakly at her parents. "Thank you, Mommy and Mama," she said softly.

Mina realized that Tzuyu was choking over a cracker, and the way how calm things went was still surprising to Mina. Jeongyeon gently patted Tzuyu's back as she put her on the kitchen island.

Jihyo grabbed a napkin and wiped Tzuyu's mouth. "Are you okay, baby?"

Tzuyu nodded, sniffling with bits of tears at the edge of her eyes.

Jeongyeon chuckled and kissed Tzuyu's cheek. "How's your week with your auntie?" She brushed Tzuyu's hair gently.

Tzuyu smiled and replied with her cute little voice. "It was fun! I watched a lot of cartoons and ate a lot of snacks."

Jeongyeon laughed lightly. Jihyo smiled warmly at Tzuyu and said, "Wow, it sounds like you had a great time with Auntie Mina."

"Yes!" Tzuyu raised both of her arms, her feet kicking in the air. "We ate fruits in the morning because Auntie Mina doesn't eat breakfast."

"She's kind of strict in those kinds of things," Mina mumbled at Jihyo.

Jihyo chuckled at Mina. "She loves having breakfast."

"We also ate ice cream after school," Tzuyu kept mumbling excitedly. "Auntie Mina said it was because I was very good at school."

"The last time I heard about ice cream, it was all about Teacher Nayeon." Jihyo curled an eyebrow at Mina.

"Well, Auntie Mina and Teacher Nayeon had an ice cream together while I played at the park," Tzuyu rambled on.

Mina sighed and moved her gaze to Jihyo, who was now giving her a glare. She knew she would have to explain herself later.

"Mina and your teacher had a date." Jeongyeon raised an eyebrow, trying to stifle a teasing laugh.

"Mama, what is a date?" Tzuyu asked innocently, looking up at her mother with wide eyes.

Jeongyeon chuckled and replied, tucking a hair behind Tzuyu's ear, "It's when two people spend time together to get to know each other better."

Tzuyu bobbed her head in understanding, her smile brightening as she processed the new information. "Auntie and Teacher Nayeon had an ice cream date, and they were laughing and smiling a lot," Tzuyu added excitedly, her shoulders squeezing together in delight.

"That seemed like a successful date." Jeongyeon proceeded to tease Mina.

Jihyo laughed dryly. She reached out to pat Tzuyu's head and glanced at Jeongyeon. "Honey, can you take Tzu in the living room? I just need to have a talk with Mina."

"Auntie Mina is in trouble," Jeongyeon whispered playfully. She circled her arms around Tzuyu and said, "I'll carry you on three, two, one!" Tzuyu giggled and squealed as Jeongyeon lifted her up effortlessly.

The little girl looked up at her mama with wide eyes, her curiosity caught as she wrapped her arms around her mama's neck. "What did Auntie Mina do?" she asked innocently.

Mina stood in the kitchen with her sister staring at her, and she let out a deep sigh. She was already tired of Jihyo's nagging even before she started. She felt like a high school student all over again, waiting for her sister to stop interrogating her about why she was late coming home.

"I can't believe you still went to date Tzuyu's teacher," Jihyo said with a disapproving tone.

"It's not my fault. Tzuyu invited her," Mina admitted, which was true because Tzuyu almost pleaded just for her teacher to go with them.

"That I know you told her to do," Jihyo accused, raising an eyebrow.

"I did not." Mina rolled her eyes, knowing she couldn't win this argument with her sister.

"Mina, you're already kissing strangers and bringing them to your house. For the love of God, can you please not hook up with the teacher?" Jihyo was exasperated.

Mina furrowed her brows, feeling defensive. "I am not trying to hook up with her. I am interested."

"You're interested in having sex with her?" Jihyo asked bluntly.

Mina scoffed and walked away to avoid further confrontation. "Why do you always think badly of me?" she muttered under her breath.

"How many different girls have you brought home in the past month?" Jihyo called after her with a challenging look.

"That's not the point," Mina replied with a defeated gaze. "You're so mean to me, unnie," she whined.

"Mina, stay away from the teacher," Jihyo stated with a warning tone.

"I just wanted you to know that Nayeon likes me too," Mina retorted, her smirk lifting.

"Did she tell her that herself?" Jihyo asked, scoffing.

Mina's smirk faltered. "Not really, but I can feel it."

"If she did not tell you directly, then it's all in your head," Jihyo stated firmly.

"You're always against me," Mina grumbled with a glare.

Mina pulled up at the kindergarten school. She looked at herself in front of the mirror and took a deep breath. She ran her fingers through her hair and rubbed her lips together before stepping out of the car with a huge bouquet of red roses in her hands. She waited until there were a few parents around before walking towards the room. She was not a fan of large gestures, but she thought her attraction towards Nayeon was more genuine than what Jihyo was accusing her of.

"Auntie Mina!" A young voice called, and Mina saw Tzuyu running towards her. "Let me see! Let me see!"

Mina giggled warmly at Tzuyu and crouched down to show her the flowers. The little girl was awed as she sniffed the fresh flowers.

"Is it beautiful?" Mina asked with a smile.

"Yes, and they're so red!" Tzuyu exclaimed, her eyes wide.

Mina giggled as she caressed her niece's soft hair. Her eyes looked up to find Nayeon's eyes watching her. It made her warm, and her lips automatically curved into a genuine smile.

"Is this for Teacher Nayeon?" Tzuyu asked innocently, pointing at the bouquet.

Mina giggled with the teachers and nodded, "Yes, it's a surprise for her. Do you think she'll like it?" She did not leave her gaze with Nayeon as she spoke.

Nayeon shook her head as she turned to Sana, who was quietly teasing her. The blushes were seen on her cheeks, and constant giggles were escaping her lips. Mina gained a lot of confidence when she saw Nayeon's glistening gaze.

Tzuyu let go of the flowers and looked at her teacher, Nayeon. She said, "I think she'll be happy about it."

Mina went up from crouching and walked towards Nayeon, smiling so wide that her cheeks will eventually tear apart. She faced Nayeon and whispered, "I hope so."

Sana faded into the background, watching the interaction between Mina and Nayeon with a soft smile. Tzuyu was just happy being there.

Mina pushed the flowers closer to Nayeon and said, "These are for you."

A shiver went through Mina's gut as their hands touched as Nayeon accepted the gift. As she watched Nayeon examining the red roses, her smile persisted.

"Thank you." Nayeon bit the corner of her lips as she met Mina's eyes.

"Is this enough to show you how I feel?" Mina tilted her head a little.

Nayeon rolled her eyes playfully. "And what exactly do you feel?" she teased.

Mina chuckled softly, feeling a warmth spread through her chest and through her cheeks. "That I think you're very beautiful and that I really like to get to know you."

"And?" Nayeon smiled, her eyes twinkling with frisk.

"I like you." Mina swallowed the lump in her throat as she let out a nervous laugh. "And I hope you go on a date with me."

There were bubbles in Mina's stomach the longer she was looking at Nayeon. Her toothless smile was probably the most endearing thing Mina had ever seen, and the way her nose crinkled when she giggled was absolutely adorable. Mina was counting every bit of Nayeon's adorable quirks and marking each of her favorite ones.

Mina's hand swayed over to Nayeon's free hand, brushing against it lightly. It did not last long because Tzuyu jumped in between them, looking up to the both of them with an excited smile.

"And I like you, too, Teacher Nayeon," she said innocently. "See, I told you, my Auntie Mina likes you. She thinks you're beautiful every day," Tzuyu added, looking back and forth between Mina and Nayeon with a cheeky grin.

Mina shrugged, grinning at Nayeon. "Kids don't lie."

"Oh, really?" Nayeon chuckled, clutching the bouquet of flowers tightly.

"I'm maybe picking Tzuyu up every day because I wanted to see you." Mina revealed without holding back.

Nayeon's mouth dropped open in surprise, her cheeks flushing pink. "I—I think that's nice." She chuckled nervously, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

Mina loves to see Nayeon's flustered reaction, feeling her own heart jump at the sight of Nayeon's nervous smile. She extended her hand towards Nayeon's and brushed her thumb lightly against her knuckles.

Tzuyu ran over to her other teacher, Sana, who pulled out a piece of candy to distract her from the moment between Mina and Nayeon.

"So, are you agreeing to go out with me, or are you just trying to be nice?" Mina asked, her voice soft and her hand now resting on Nayeon's.

Nayeon opened her hand to intertwine her fingers with Mina's, a shy smile playing on her lips.

Stares were silent, and gentle smiles were exchanged between the two as they felt each other's palm. Their hands pressed together, with the warmth of their skin brushing against each other.

"I don't know," Nayeon said, her teeth gently biting her bottom lip.

"You still don't know?" Mina whispered, her hand pulling Nayeon's closer. "You have been saying that since the ice cream date."

They were one step apart, and their arms brushed against each other as they stood facing each other.

"I need more time to think about it," Nayeon replied, her eyes meeting Mina's with slyness.

Mina squeezed Nayeon's hand gently. "Just say that you don't like me."

"I'm not saying I don't like you," Nayeon said, a smile playing on her lips, and she squeezed Mina's hand back.

"So, you like me?" Mina asked in an instant.

Nayeon chuckled softly. "Maybe…" she teased.

"You're making this difficult for me," Mina whispered, leaning in closer to Nayeon.

"Good," Nayeon whispered back with a challenging smirk. "I'm not here to make things easy for you."

Mina looked down on Nayeon's lips, and Nayeon noticed the way her gaze lingered. So she did the same, which built a strange tension between them.

Sana, who was sitting across from them with Tzuyu, cleared her throat loudly, breaking the moment. "You're both in a kindergarten room, and there's a child in here."

Nayeon was the first one to break the eye contact, chuckling nervously. She pulled her hand, but Mina had a firm grip on it, refusing to let go.

"How can I convince you to join me on a date?" Mina asked with a low voice, her eyes still locked on Nayeon's.

"I don't even know if you're genuinely interested in me," Nayeon replied. "I'm getting old, and I'm not into playing games anymore," she ended strong.

Mina's expression softened, and she squeezed Nayeon's hand gently. "I'm serious about this, Nayeon. I want to get to know you better and see where things go," Mina said sincerely.

"I don't even know if you don't have ex-girlfriends hanging around," Nayeon countered.

"Nothing." Mina chuckled softly, shaking her head. "There's no one else but you on my mind."

"My mommy said Auntie Mina has a lot of friends."

Apparently, Tzuyu heard this conversation from across the room. The candy also disappeared from her mouth, and that means she's not distracted anymore. Sana was busy with a call that the two didn't notice. Tzuyu was alone with her attention fully on her aunt and her teacher.

"Tell me everything about what your mommy said," Nayeon prompted, a teasing smile thrown in Mina's direction.

"That Auntie Mina has a lot of girls sleeping in her house," Tzuyu said innocently.

Mina widened her eyes to send Tzuyu a signal, but it was a five-year-old girl who had already spilled the beans without noticing it. Mina had a circus of thoughts inside her head the moment Tzuyu mentioned the girls sleeping over at her house. She quickly tried to come up with a believable explanation.

"Well, Auntie Mina just likes to have friends over sometimes for sleepovers," Mina said at last, smiling sheepishly and taking a shaky breath.

Nayeon raised an eyebrow and turned to Mina. She started pulling her hand from Mina's grip.

"I heard you and Mommy fighting about you kissing girls, and my mommy said you should not do that anymore because that's bad," the little girl blurted out innocently.

"Auntie likes kissing girls, huh?" Nayeon asked. She pulled her hand out of Mina's grip and crooked her head to the side, studying Mina's nervous face.

"Tzuyu probably misheard everything…" Mina tried to explain.

Nayeon gave an eye roll before turning around to walk towards the table. She placed the flowers on the table and crossed her arms against her chest. She arched her eyebrow and smirked at Mina.

"I thought kids don't lie?"

Mina felt humiliated. She wanted God to take her in that moment.

…

Mina strapped Tzuyu in the backseat. She let out a sigh before closing the car door. She closed her fists and punched the air in frustration. She was already there—Nayeon was about to agree to go out with her. It just needs a little push and some convincing for her to finally say yes. But Tzuyu really, really had the worst words to say at every moment. She loves her niece, but Tzuyu needs to learn when to keep quiet and not ruin the moment. She kicked the tire in annoyance, remembering what Nayeon's face looked like. Nayeon's toothless smile was replaced with a frown. Nayeon's soft brown eyes were filled with doubt. Nayeon's hand was pulled away from her.

Mina sat in the driver's seat quietly. After fastening her seatbelt, she pressed the accelerator. She saw Tzuyu at her through the mirror with a pout.

"Auntie, are you upset?" Tzuyu asked innocently. Her eyes glistening and her bottom lip quivering.

Mina released a deep breath and responded, "No, I'm not."

"You seemed very upset." The little girl started to fidget with her fingers, a sign of her nervousness, Mina noticed.
Mina mumbled. "Baby, I'm not upset. I just have a lot on my mind right now."

"Like what?" Tzuyu whispered.

"Like, why did you have to say all of that earlier?" Mina asked gently, looking at her through the rearview mirror. It was visually shown that Mina was pissed.

Tzuyu fully closed her eyes, and her mouth released the loudest cry. She said between sobs, "I'm sorry, Auntie."

Mina watched her niece curl her fists and bury her face in her hands. The little girl was shaking from crying so hard. She parked the car to the side of the road and turned to comfort Tzuyu.

"Baby, it's okay. I'm not upset."

Great. Mina thought. She was really upset, but she couldn't be because Tzuyu would feel bad about her being upset. The outburst was enough for Mina to get over her frustration.

Eventually, Tzuyu stopped crying. Yet there were still sobs coming from her as Mina drove. She couldn't help but stop at the nearest convenience store to buy her niece a banana milk to cheer her up. Tzuyu and her stained cheeks lit up with a small smile, sipping her milk box at the back of her car as she drove home.

Tzuyu ran towards her mommy and kissed her cheek when she got home. Mina followed Tzuyu inside the master's bedroom, twirling her car keys in her fingers.

"What happened?" Jihyo wiped Tzuyu's stained cheek where marks of tears were still visible.

"I made Auntie Mina upset, and I feel bad that I cried." Tzuyu turned her gaze down as she explained, feeling embarrassed.

Jihyo kissed her niece's head and helped her change her clothes. Mina watched Tzuyu switch into comfortable clothes and mumble everything that happened in school. Jihyo was nodding and chuckling, keeping interest in Tzuyu's story. Tzuyu asked if she could watch the TV, and Jihyo guided her to the living room.

Jihyo walked back into the master's bedroom to find Mina scanning her paperwork at the desk. "What is it?" Jihyo asked. She knew Mina had something to say because she was still around. She usually goes after dropping Tzuyu home.

"Are you trying to sabotage me?" Mina turned to Jihyo with a serious expression.

"Sabotage what?" Jihyo curled her eyebrow with a confused smile.

Mina peeped at the living room to see Tzuyu engrossed in the TV, and she whispered, "Tzuyu told Nayeon I kissed a lot of girls."

"What?" Jihyo laughed, which made her nose crinkle. "That's absurd."

Mina frowned and said, "Did you tell her that?"

"Why would I tell her that?" Jihyo still couldn't stop laughing.

"I don't want Nayeon to get the wrong idea about me, and you're not helping." Mina crossed her arms.

"I did not tell her anything like that. She might have heard us talking the last time," Jihyo explained, peeping at Tzuyu in the living room. "She's a child. She eavesdrops on everything."

"Unnie," Mina whined, glaring at Jihyo. "Nayeon hates me now."

"Then, good." Jihyo mumbled nonchalantly. She walked to the desk to go back to her paperwork.

"You're the worst," Mina groaned, rolling her eyes.

"You're using my innocent daughter to hit on her teacher, and she's also the one who will destroy you to the teacher." Jihyo chuckled softly, not bothering to look back at Mina.

"You must've told her to say that," Mina accused, crossing her arms.

"I didn't have to," Jihyo replied with a smirk. "She's a smart kid."

Mina thought over the weekend about what move she could do for Nayeon to overlap the things that Tzuyu said. She didn't know anything about the teacher. Any likes, hobbies, or interests that could help her win her over again. She didn't know what approach she should take. She went to a bookstore and didn't know if Nayeon liked books. She went to a kitchen store and thought Nayeon must not be interested in cooking or baking. She went to a candy shop but only bought a couple of candies for her niece, Tzuyu, and none for Nayeon.

When Mina had her free time, she volunteered to pick Tzuyu up. Mina decided to go to a flower shop and buy a bouquet of flowers again. She didn't know if Nayeon would like it after their last encounter, but she figured it was worth a try. She also bought a box of cupcakes.

Mina waited for most of the parents to leave the school before she walked inside the classroom. She went inside the room, and she got a happy squeal from Tzuyu and a curt smile from Nayeon.

"Auntie!" Tzuyu hugged Mina by her waist.

Mina looked down and squeezed her cheek. "Hey, baby. Let me talk to Teacher Nayeon, okay?"

"Okay," Tzuyu replied, running off to talk to her friend.

Nayeon raised an eyebrow as Mina approached her, holding out the bouquet of flowers and box of cupcakes. Sana was at the door greeting other parents as they picked up their child.

"Hey," Mina spoke gently, keeping her eye contact with Nayeon. "It's nice to see you again. You look nice."

Nayeon accepted the gifts with a small smile, appreciating the gesture. "Thank you, Mina. It's good to see you too," she replied shortly.

"How are you?" Mina shifted on her foot.

"I'm okay," Nayeon responded.

Mina watched as Nayeon pushed her gifts aside. Different from her previous reaction, where she could see Nayeon's face light up with excitement and her smile felt giddy—where Nayeon would take her time to admire the gifts and thank her with a flickering of her eyes.

With an inward sigh, Mina realized that Nayeon had been badly affected by the previous encounter. Her image had been ruined, and she wanted to make a positive impression once again.

"Is there anything wrong?" Mina lowered her head to find Nayeon's eyes avoiding hers.

Nayeon looked up with a forced smile and a sharp sigh. "How many girls received the same gifts as me?"

Mina frowned, smiling at Nayeon nervously. She replied, "I'm sorry?"

"Mina—I mean, Ms. Myoi, I am not up for any games. I am not interested in your flirting or your manipulative tactics to have me in your bed," Nayeon said firmly, her voice low so none of the children would hear her. "I will never be one of your girls."

Mina felt a pang of hurt in her chest, and her face softened. She wanted to hold Nayeon's hand and tell her that her feelings were genuine and that what Tzuyu said was not true—well… somehow true, but she had changed. She used to have fun with girls, but not anymore. She hasn't been out partying since Jihyo and Jeongyeon went on their anniversary trip. Her most recent date was with Nayeon to get some ice cream.

"But I am not trying to manipulate you to sleep with me." Mina stated with her softest tone. She wanted to reach out and let Nayeon feel her sincerity. "What Tzuyu said the other day was—"

"Are you telling me that your niece is a liar?" Nayeon rebutted with an evil grin.

Mina frowned and shook her head. "No, it's not that. It's just a past issue that doesn't need to be brought up again."

"And you're different now?" Nayeon cackled, shaking her head. She seemed to not believe any of Mina's defensive words. "I've heard that a lot, Mina. I am not going to fall for it."

Mina took a deep breath as she watched Nayeon pack her things. She didn't know what else she could say to convince Nayeon of her sincerity, but she knew she would like to try again some other day when Nayeon was not all over her head. Nayeon seemed disappointed and not willing to listen, but Mina has a lot of patience.

Speaking about patience, Mina started attempting to give Nayeon a present each day again. She tried to give her strawberries, candies, and even handwritten notes expressing her feelings. Mina didn't know if Nayeon had read them, but she knew none of it was working because Nayeon was still distant and ignoring her efforts. Despite the lack of progress, Mina tried to maintain a positive attitude and kept asking Nayeon to hang out or talk. Nayeon rejected her multiple times, telling her that she was busy. One time she asked her co-teacher Sana for help; she even explained the situation she was in and that her intention for Nayeon was pure and sincere. Sana listened, but she said she couldn't do anything about it because Nayeon didn't like it when people interfered in her personal life.

Mina felt defeated and frustrated. She couldn't speak about it to her sister because, for sure, Jihyo would laugh at her and encourage her to leave the teacher alone. Her friends didn't know about the teacher because she hadn't been out. Instead, she talked to her niece even if the little girl was too young to fully understand the situation.

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Mina hadn’t lost hope, not even close. It wasn’t like they were together or anything, but she did like Nayeon. A lot. And maybe that’s why she felt like she needed to take a step back. She could tell Nayeon had been distant lately, and Mina didn't want to push her away by being too clingy.

Mina figured it might be a good idea not to see Nayeon for a week or two. Work had been so busy lately that the days blurred together, and before she knew it, she hadn’t even realized how much time had passed since she last saw Nayeon. It surprised her, honestly; she missed her, but maybe a little space wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

When Mina decided to pick Tzuyu up from kindergarten, she brought along a few thoughtful gifts for Nayeon, with a little help from her friend. She’d chosen scented candles, a cozy sweater, and a bouquet of flowers arranged by the local florist. This time, instead of the usual red roses she always gave, she asked for a mix of yellow and purple blooms, something softer, brighter. She hoped Nayeon would like the change.

Even the parents who saw her at the kindergarten couldn’t help but take notice. Mina, standing there with carefully chosen gifts in hand, left a quiet impression. A few smiled as they passed by, exchanging polite nods or brief compliments about the flowers. Mina thanked them softly, her eyes occasionally glancing toward the entrance, waiting for Tzuyu to appear. She adjusted the bouquet in her arms, careful not to crush the petals, and double-checked that the gifts were still neatly wrapped. She wasn’t sure how the moment would go or if Nayeon would even be happy that she was there.

"Auntie!" Tzuyu exclaimed as she ran towards Mina, her face lighting up with excitement.

Mina kneeled on the floor and embraced Tzuyu despite her full hands. "Hi, sweetheart."

"You're here again!" Tzuyu jumped into Mina's arms, squeezing her tightly.

Mina laughed. "Did you miss me?"

"Yes! Mama doesn't buy me snacks like you do."

Mina chuckled, ruffling Tzuyu's hair affectionately. "Your mom is already mad at me for spoiling you."

"She's not mad. She's just jealous that I have the best auntie in the world!" Tzuyu replied, raising her hands.

Mina’s laugh came easier this time, her nerves easing just a little. "You're such a charmer, aren’t you?" she said, playfully pinching Tzuyu’s cheek. She looked in the window and saw Nayeon. She spoke up, her tone softer now. "Sweetie, can you play with your friends for a bit? I just need to talk to Teacher Nayeon."

Tzuyu nodded without fuss, bouncing away toward the playground. Mina stood up slowly, hands tightening for a moment around the bouquet. Her heart picked up the pace again as she met gazes with Nayeon.

Nayeon lifted an eyebrow the moment she saw Mina but said nothing. Instead, she turned her back and busied herself with something on her desk. Mina hesitated for a moment at the doorway, then quietly stepped inside the room, her hands still full with the gifts. Her eyes met Sana’s, and she greeted her with a warm, familiar smile.

Without saying a word at first, Mina gently pulled a single flower from the bouquet she had brought and held it out to her. "For you," she said softly.

Sana blinked in surprise, then smiled, her cheeks lifting. "Aww, Mina, you didn’t have to," she replied, taking the flower and twirling it between her fingers.

Mina let out a small laugh, more of a breath than a sound, and glanced toward Nayeon’s turned back. Her voice dropped a little. "Can I talk to her for a moment?"

Sana glanced over her shoulder, reading the room a bit more carefully this time. She gave a casual shrug. "If she wants to," she said, neither encouraging nor discouraging, but clearly not aware of what Nayeon feels at that moment. "I'll give you two some privacy," Sana added, walking.

Mina gave Sana a grateful smile as a thank you. She walked cautiously toward her, each step careful, almost unsure. Nayeon didn’t turn. She kept her eyes on the papers she was shuffling on the desk, her body language closed off, shoulders stiff, and back straight.

Mina stopped a few steps from her and cleared her throat, barely loud enough to be heard.

"Hey."

Nayeon turned slowly, finally facing her. Her eyes met Mina’s for just a second before drifting away. "Hey," she said flatly. "Do you need something?"

The words were polite, but her tone was cool, disinterested, almost robotic.

Mina knew Nayeon was still putting a wall between them.

"I just… wanted to give you these," Mina said, holding up the bouquet and the small wrapped gifts in a paper bag. Her voice was softer, "I thought maybe—"

"You thought wrong," Nayeon cut in, not harsh, but detached. Controlled. Guarded.

Mina stayed quiet for a moment, still holding the bouquet and the wrapped gifts in her hands. She hated how heavy they suddenly felt.

"They’re just little things," Mina said, gently, almost apologetically. "I thought you might like them."

Nayeon’s eyes flicked to the flowers, then to the gifts, and finally back to Mina. Her expression didn’t soften like Mina had hoped, like Nayeon used to.

"I’m sure they’re nice," Nayeon said, voice flat. "But I don’t want them."

The words hit harder than Mina expected. She blinked, lips parting slightly. "Why?"

Nayeon let out a short breath, not quite a sigh, and crossed her arms, looking at Mina. "We’ve already had this conversation."

Mina blinked, her smile faltering. "Nayeon—"

"No," Nayeon said, cutting her off. "I told you before—I don’t want to be part of whatever this is. The flowers, the gifts, the sweet words… I know how this goes with you." She sighed, throwing her hands. "You do this when you want something, right? You charm your way in, and once you get what you’re after, you disappear. I’m not going to let myself be one more girl you try to win over just to get in her pants."

"That’s not why I’m here," Mina said quietly. Her face froze. For a moment, she didn’t speak. She frowned for being judged too easily.

"Isn’t it?" Nayeon’s voice was sharp but steady. "You think you can soften me up with gifts and pretty gestures, but I’ve seen how you move, Mina. I’m not falling for it."

The silence that followed was heavy. Mina wanted to defend herself or tell Nayeon how hard she was trying to prove to Nayeon that she had changed. Mina lowered the bouquet onto the other table without another word. Her hands were empty now, but her chest felt heavier than before.

Mina looked at Nayeon, her eyes gentle but filled with quiet pain. She took a slow breath, trying to steady herself before speaking, her voice soft and hesitant.

"I’m sorry if it feels like I’m just playing games," Mina said quietly, defeated. "That’s not what I wanted at all." She glanced down at her hands, then back up with a small, hopeful look. "I know I’ve made mistakes. I know I’ve deceived people." Her voice caught slightly, honest and vulnerable. "But I’ve been trying to change, not for anyone else, but because I want to find love for once in my life again."

Mina took a small step forward, careful not to push too hard.

"I didn’t bring these to… to manipulate you or to get something. I brought them because I care, and I thought you might like it. And maybe I haven’t shown it well, but I want you to know that I’m serious about this." She swallowed the lump in her throat and looked at Nayeon with a quiet pleading in her eyes. "I’m sorry if you don’t believe me yet. I just wish you’d see the person I’m trying to be, not just the one I was."

Nayeon looked at Mina, her expression softening just a little, like she wanted to believe her. But there was a flicker of hesitation in her eyes, as if her mind was fighting against her heart.

"I… I want to hear you," she said quietly, her voice almost gentle. She took a breath, trying to push past the walls she’d built. "But it’s hard. Every time I try to trust, my mind keeps telling me to be careful to expect the worst." Her gaze dropped for a moment, then she met Mina’s eyes again, conflicted. "I’m listening, Mina. I really am. But my head isn’t ready to follow yet."

"I can wait." Mina showed a small smile. "Just please, give me the chance to prove that I'm worth it. Trust takes time, and I'll be here whenever you're ready."

Nayeon breathed heavily and bit the edge of her lip. She glanced toward the gifts resting quietly on the table, the bouquet of carefully arranged flowers, and then back at Mina, her eyes full of hesitation.

“I can’t promise anything, but… I’ll try to open.” Nayeon finally spoke up, hesitated, and then added with a small, uncertain nod, “Just don’t expect anything from me."

Mina felt a spark in her heart. She almost ran to Nayeon and pulled her into a hug, but she restrained herself with a huge grin on her face. Her toes were tingling with excitement as she saw Nayeon smile back at her, more genuine this time.

"I will not expect anything," Mina said softly. "Just let me do my thing."

Nayeon rolled her eyes and playfully shook her head, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "You really think you can just ‘do your thing’ and I’ll magically fall for it, huh?" she teased, her tone light but teasing.

Mina laughed, the sound warm and genuine. "Well, I'd love that."

"Thank you for the gifts, by the way." Nayeon glanced at the gifts again, then back at Mina with a teasing smirk.

"You're welcome," Mina replied with a playful wink.

Nayeon groaned dramatically. "Now, you're back to being corny again."

Mina chuckled, "Hey, it's all part of my charm."

For weeks, Mina quietly showered Nayeon with small surprises and thoughtful gestures, simple things like leaving a favorite snack on her desk, sending a funny message to brighten her day, or showing up with a cup of coffee every morning.

Each day, Nayeon’s smiles grew a little softer, a little more genuine, slowly breaking down the walls she had built around herself. Though she still kept her guard up, those moments of warmth between them began to feel real. Mina didn’t rush or push. She simply showed up, patiently and sincerely, hoping that over time, her actions would speak louder than any words on Nayeon's perspective.

It was Friday, and Mina had slipped into a quiet routine of picking Tzuyu up whenever her schedule allowed, which, lately, was more often than not. No matter how busy her week got, she always seemed to find a way to make time to see Nayeon.

"Auntie Mina!" Tzuyu yelled, sprinting across the yard with her backpack bouncing behind her.

Mina crouched down, arms open, smiling wide. "There’s my girl. I missed you!"

"You always say that," Tzuyu giggled, throwing herself into Mina’s arms.

"Because it’s always true," Mina whispered into her ear.

Behind them, Nayeon finally stepped outside of the room, her eyes finding Mina across the playground. Mina stood up slowly, locking eyes with her.

"Go play with your friends while I talk to Teacher Nayeon, okay?" Mina took Tzuyu's backpack and hooked it on her own shoulder before walking over to Nayeon.

"Hey," Mina said softly, a small smile on her face. "I've missed you too."

Nayeon turned at the sound of her voice, and this time, her expression brightened. A real smile touched her lips, small but distinct.

"You look cute with that pink backpack." Nayeon pointed to the backpack on Mina's shoulder.

Mina chuckled with a shrug. "I've always looked cute,"

"You’re early today," Nayeon said, avoiding Mina's annoying remarks, her tone lighter than usual.

Mina giggled slyly. "I didn’t want to miss you."

Nayeon let out a soft laugh, the kind that caught Mina off guard. It was warm, and it made Mina giddy because she hadn't heard that sound in a while.

"You always say things like that," Nayeon said, shaking her head but smiling. "You know they’re dangerous coming from you."

Mina grinned. "Only if you believe them."

"That’s the problem," Nayeon teased. "I think I’m starting to."

Mina widened her eyes, and her eyes lit up. An obvious blush on her cheek as she maintained eye contact with Nayeon. "What?"

Nayeon looked at her, eyes soft, just for a second. Then she suddenly let out a loud cackle, catching Mina off guard.

"Oh my god," Nayeon said through her laughter, clutching her side dramatically. "You should see your face right now."

Before Mina could even respond, Nayeon gave her a playful nudge, the grin on her face wide and mischievous.

"Seriously, do you say this stuff to every girl you flirt with? Because if you do, it’s no wonder they fall for it."

Mina blinked with a loud sigh, stunned, a mix of embarrassment and amusement flushing to her cheeks. "Wait… were you—? I thought…"

"You thought I was getting soft on you?" Nayeon teased, raising an eyebrow and leaning in just a little. "That maybe I was actually going to let you in just because you smiled sweetly and said all the right things? Sorry, but you're going to have to try a little harder than that.

Mina let out a short breath, somewhere between a laugh and a groan. "Wow. You’re really enjoying this, huh?"

Nayeon only grinned more, the one that made Mina's stomach twist at how cute Nayeon looked. "A little. You’re fun to mess with."

For a second, Mina’s smile wavered. But she quickly masked it, trying not to show that the tease had actually hit her spot.

"So none of it was real? Not even for a second?" she asked, her pout growing as her voice softened.

Nayeon paused, her teasing grin lingering, but her eyes flickered, briefly betraying something deeper before she rolled them dramatically.

"Mina," she sighed, shaking her head. "You really think that look will make me feel guilty?"

Mina crossed her arms, not backing down. "Maybe. Is it working?"

Nayeon laughed again, softer this time. "You're cute when you're sulking," she said, her voice dropping playfully, almost mockingly.

Mina smiled, tilting her head.

"Then maybe you should come with me to the arcade. You can watch me pout all you want."

"Are you asking me on a date?" Nayeon raised an eyebrow with a knowing smile.

"Yes," Mina replied, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Please? I've been wanting to spend more time with you outside of here."

Nayeon raised an eyebrow, her arms folding across her chest. "Mina, I’ve got plans. I’m busy."

"Come on. It’s Friday. Don’t pretend like you’re grading papers tonight. Let's go play in the arcade." Mina leaned in slightly, her smile widening.

Before Nayeon could come up with a clever comeback, a voice chimed in, eager and loud.

"Arcade?!" Tzuyu came bounding over, her face lit up with excitement. "We’re going to the arcade? Let’s go now!" she said, grabbing both Mina’s and Nayeon’s hands with no hesitation. "Auntie Mina, can you text Mommy? I don't want her to be mad at you for taking me out without telling her."

Mina shot Nayeon a triumphant look. "Well, there you go. You’ve been invited."

Nayeon sighed dramatically, though she didn’t pull her hand away from Tzuyu. "This feels like a setup."

"It kind of is," Mina admitted with a playful grin. "But you’re walking into it willingly."

Nayeon rolled her eyes but let herself be led, her hand still clasped gently in Tzuyu’s. And when she glanced at Mina out of the corner of her eye, the look she gave wasn’t quite teasing anymore. At least for a second, it was something warmer.

The neon lights of the arcade flickered and buzzed, casting a playful glow over the place. The familiar cacophony of laughter, electronic beeps, and clattering tokens filled the area.

Mina’s eyes sparkled with excitement, her grin beaming as she led the way toward the row of claw machines. Nayeon watched Mina lose over and over again; in her frustration, she took over the controls and won a plush toy on her first try. As she handed the prize to Tzuyu. Tzuyu’s giggles echoed as she squealed in delight when she received the small stuffed bear, holding it up proudly for Mina to see.

Tzuyu’s laughter rang out brightly as she stepped up to the small bowling lane designed for kids. Her little hands gripped the oversized bowling ball with determination, and with a happy squeal, she rolled it down the lane. The ball clattered against the pins, sending most of them tumbling. Tzuyu jumped up and down in delight, her face glowing with pride.

Mina watched her with a soft smile, then glanced over at Nayeon, who was leaning casually against a nearby game console.

“Alright, Teacher Nayeon,” Mina said, her eyes sparkling with mischief, “I bet I can beat you at this racing game.” She gestured toward a pair of arcade driving simulators, their screens glowing invitingly.

Nayeon raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. “You’re on. What’s the bet?”

Mina tapped her chin playfully. She bit her lip, her eyes locking with Nayeon’s. "The loser owes the winner a kiss.”

Nayeon’s smile faltered for a moment. She frowned slightly, her eyes narrowing with the thought. She firmly shook her head. "No, that's not happening."

"Just say you can't beat me without making excuses," Mina teased.

Nayeon hesitated, biting her lip, then glanced away for a moment before meeting Mina’s gaze again, then Mina's lips. Nayeon groaned because she's a competitive person.

“Alright, fine. You’re on.”

They took their seats, gripping the steering wheels as the game began. Engines roared, and the virtual crowd cheered. The competition was intense. Mina pushed hard, but Nayeon was just a little sharper.

When the final lap ended, the scores appeared. Nayeon had won.

Mina groaned, dramatically slumping in her seat. “Well, I guess I owe you a kiss.”

“I told you, no way you’d win.” Nayeon’s cheeks flushed faintly as she laughed proudly.

Mina leaned in, and Nayeon was frozen. She was just there, not being able to push or say anything to stop Mina. Their lips brushed, but the moment was interrupted by the sound of Tzuyu's voice calling out for them.

"Auntie Mina, I'm hungry!"

Jesus, Tzuyu. Mina internally said to herself. She quickly pulled away from Nayeon, shaking her head, clearing her throat, and composing herself before turning to address Tzuyu's hunger. "Let's go get some food, sweetie," she said with a smile, trying to ignore the lingering warmth on her lips from the unexpected kiss.

The trio settled into a bright, bustling fast-food restaurant not far from the arcade. The smell of fried food and burgers filled the air, mingling with the low hum of chatter and the clatter of plates. Mina and Tzuyu sat on one side of the booth, with Nayeon across from them, watching the two interact with a soft smile. As they ate, Tzuyu chatted nonstop about her day and said how much Teacher Nayeon meant to her.

…

As soon as the car ride started, Tzuyu fell asleep in the back seat, her small frame curled against the door, still clutching the plushie Nayeon had won for her.

The glow of passing streetlights brushed across their face in gentle streaks. Up front, Nayeon sat quietly in the passenger seat, gazing out the window, arms loosely folded. Mina hummed along with the song playing low on the radio.

As the car rolled through the quiet streets, Mina glanced at Nayeon beside her. “Do you want me to drop you at your place?” she asked gently, keeping her voice low so as not to wake Tzuyu.

Nayeon smirked, not even turning her head. “Why? You planning on walking me to the door like a real date?”

“If that’s what it takes to get you home safe, then yeah, maybe I am.” Mina let out a soft laugh.

Nayeon turned to her then, eyebrows raised playfully. "Wow, Myoi Mina, suddenly a gentleman.”

“I’ve always been one,” Mina said, trying to sound respectful, though her smile gave her away. “Come on, let me take you home properly.”

Nayeon rolled her eyes with exaggerated flair, but her grin lingered. “Fine, but only because I don’t feel like taking the bus."

“Sure, blame it on laziness.”

Nayeon typed her address on Mina's phone, and the navigator directed them towards her apartment.

Nayeon looked back at Tzuyu, sound asleep in the backseat, then back at Mina. “Tonight was...not terrible."

Mina released a loud laugh. "Is that your way of saying that you had a good time?"

Nayeon shrugged, fighting a smile. “I’m just saying."

“Oh wow,” Mina said, grinning as she glanced at her. “You really know how to give a girl a compliment.”

Nayeon finally let her lips curve into a real smile, tilting her head as she teased, “Don’t get used to it. I still don’t trust you.”

"Ouch!" Mina placed a hand over her heart, mock-offended. "Right when I thought I was winning you over.”

“You’re not,” Nayeon said with a laugh, turning to the window again, but she was smiling, and Mina saw it. “Don’t get too confident, Myoui. One decent night doesn’t make you a girlfriend material.”

"Is it still decent even if we had a little nugget following us around?" Mina asked, glancing at Tzuyu sleeping soundly in the backseat through the mirror.

"It was not terrible," Nayeon repeated with a teasing grin.

Mina snorted. “Wow, that’s the highest praise I’ve gotten all night.” She glanced over with a playful smirk. “I’ll take ‘not terrible’ as a win.”

“Don’t let it go to your head.” Nayeon rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the smile tugging at her lips.

Mina laughed softly. “You seemed pretty into winning that plushie.” She pointed at the one Tzuyu was holding.

"You sucked, and it was annoying me," Nayeon admitted with a chuckle.

"It was just your lucky day," Mina replied.

"Lucky or not, I got it on the first try," Nayeon said proudly.

After weaving through a few quiet streets, the soft glow of streetlights passing by cast gentle shadows across the car’s interior. Mina kept her hands steady on the wheel, glancing occasionally at Nayeon, who sat beside her.

Then, without warning, the navigator’s bright, chipper voice interrupted the calm. “You have arrived at your destination.”

They both jumped lightly in their seats, startled by the sudden announcement breaking the quiet. Mina quickly steadied herself, a small laugh escaping her lips as she glanced at Nayeon.

“Looks like we’re here,” Nayeon said softly, already reaching for the door handle.

Mina’s heart tightened. She wasn’t ready for this night to end, not yet. “Hey, wait,” she said gently, her voice barely above a whisper. “Thank you for agreeing to come with me tonight. I had a really great time."

Nayeon paused, her hand frozen mid-air. She looked at Mina with a soft smile. "You're welcome. Plus, it's Tzuyu who made me come to the arcade, not you."

“You’re impossible, you know that? Denying you had a good time while smiling like that.” Mina laughed softly, shaking her head.

Nayeon’s smile deepened, but she kept her gaze steady. “I’m just being honest. It’s not like I’m going to admit it so easily.”

“Sure, sure,” Mina teased, her eyes sparkling. “But I caught that little smirk earlier."

Nayeon rolled her eyes playfully. “Maybe I’m just messing with you.”

“Yeah, right,” Mina said, grinning. “But if you really didn’t enjoy tonight, why are you still here instead of rushing inside?”

"Okay, then," Nayeon replied, her hand reaching the door handle.

"Wait, I was joking." Mina grabbed Nayeon's arm gently.

“You’re trying to keep me here, huh?” Nayeon tilted her head.

“Maybe. I just... don’t want this to end so soon.” Mina shrugged with a shy smile. “Plus, I still owe you something."

Nayeon paused, her eyes narrowing in playful suspicion. “Oh? And what exactly do I owe you?”

Mina’s cheeks flushed a soft pink as she bit her lip nervously. “Remember that bet at the arcade? The one I lost?” Her voice was gentle, almost hesitant, but her eyes never left Nayeon’s.

Slowly, Mina leaned in, her breath mingling with Nayeon's, her heart pounding in her chest.

Nayeon's eyes widened. And again, she couldn't move. She couldn't produce any words to keep Mina away from her.

Their breaths were so close, almost touching, as Mina whispered, "A kiss. That's what I owe you." It was like a permission or a silent signal, and Nayeon did not resist.

The world sunk away. The night, the car, and the streetlights were perfect.

Mina met Nayeon's lips in a soft, gentle kiss, and Nayeon responded. It was tender, trembling like the fragile butterflies inside their stomach. Mina reached up to cup Nayeon's cheek to guide her closer, to deepen the kiss.

A loud snort rang inside the car.

Nayeon accidentally bit Mina's lip in surprise, causing her to pull back quickly. Mina gasped in pain, bringing a hand up to her lip.

"Oh, my God. I'm sorry," Nayeon whispered as she reached out to gently touch Mina's lip.

Mina looked back at the backseat to see her niece snoring with her mouth open. "Perfect timing, as always,” she said to herself as she shook her head with a small chuckle.

Nayeon dropped her head to the back of her seat with a quiet groan, covering her face with one hand. It wasn't supposed to happen. Now Mina will think she might be into her now.

"It's okay," Mina said, smiling gently. “Still worth the bruised lip.”

"Shut up." Nayeon lowered her hand and met Mina’s gaze. "I'm still not sure how I feel about you."

Mina’s smile softened. “It’s okay.”

"It's just a kiss," Nayeon said, also reminding herself that it should not mean anything. "I still don't trust you."

Mina nodded slowly, her eyes never leaving Nayeon. "I like kissing you."

"Mina!" Nayeon exclaimed quietly. Her cheeks flushed with something else she couldn't quite identify. “You’re charming, Mina. It’s easy for someone like you to say the right things and do the right things. I just don’t know what’s real yet.”

Mina nodded slowly, her eyes still not leaving Nayeon. “Just let me show you,” she said softly. “Take all the time that you need. I will prove that I’m not playing games.”

Chapter Text

"Sana, please," Mina whispered as she trailed behind Sana into the classroom. She glanced back once more at the playground to check if Nayeon was watching before closing the door quietly behind them.

Sana sighed dramatically and started rummaging through her tote bag, clearly already annoyed. “Mina, I can’t help you with this,” she said, not looking up. “If Nayeon finds out, she’s going to kill me.”

Mina stepped closer to their desk, putting on her most innocent look. “Just this once,” she said softly, clasping her hands in front of her like a pleading student.

Sana paused, side-eyeing her. “You’re going to get me in trouble,” she muttered, pulling out her phone but not unlocking it yet.

“I won’t! Not really!” Mina insisted, giving her the kind of wide-eyed gaze that usually only the kids used to get out of trouble.

Sana groaned and let her shoulders slump. Mina had been bugging her for days about this, and truthfully, she knew she’d lose it eventually. “Fine,” she said at last, locking eyes with Mina, her tone resigned. “But don't let Nayeon find out about this."

Mina grinned in victory and nodded enthusiastically.

Sana exhaled deeply and began going off the information like she was reading a confidential file. “Okay. First off, Nayeon loves trying new restaurants, but if she doesn't like the food, she'll make you eat it for her. And secondly, she loves hotpot. Like, loves it. She’ll pretend she’s fine with anything, but if you say 'hotpot,' her eyes sparkle. She’s also obsessed with sushi—just don’t get her anything with wasabi."

Mina was mentally writing everything down, her face lighting up with each revelation.

“She really responds to compliments too,” Sana continued. “Things like ‘You look nice today’ or ‘Your hair looks great.’ Just small, sincere stuff. It makes her blush, and she'll shrug about it, but you can tell she really appreciates it."

“Got it,” Mina said, nodding eagerly.

“Oh! She has a sweet tooth,” Sana added. “She loves candies and jellies, but don’t go overboard—she’s weirdly health-conscious when she remembers to be. One minute she’s devouring jellies, the next she’ll ask if her face looks puffy from all the sugar.”

Mina chuckled, clearly amused.

“She likes long walks in parks, especially if the weather’s cool and bubble tea, but she always takes the bubbles out before drinking.” Sana wrinkled her nose. “I don’t know why. It defeats the purpose.”

“It's cute,” Mina offered, smiling.

“Sure, whatever,” Sana deadpanned before continuing. “She loves grapefruit juice, fresh pastries, and soft bread. She drinks cold beer but gets tipsy fast, and when she goes to karaoke, she sings like she’s performing at an arena concert, loud, wild, and kind of amazing, but you will lose your ears after."

Mina laughed, already picturing it.

“She also loves the color blue, like sky blue, and she’s a sucker for romantic comedies, especially the really cheesy ones that you already predict the ending within the first five minutes. I really hate those." Sana rolled her eyes.

“Oh, I know those,” Mina grinned.

“She says she likes spicy food, but if it’s too hot, she’ll cry and blame you for trying to murder her,” Sana added with a smirk.

Mina giggled. “Okay."

Sana gave her a look. “You better treat this information like gold, because if you mess it up, she’s going to know exactly where it came from.”

“I will. I swear,” Mina said, holding up a hand like she was taking an oath.

Sana couldn’t help but smile a little. “You really like her, don’t you?”

Mina’s expression softened immediately. Her usual calm composure gave way to something more vulnerable. “Yeah… I really do,” she admitted in a whisper, almost like she was afraid saying it too loudly might jinx everything. “I just… I don’t want to mess this up."

Sana looked at her for a long moment, searching her face, evaluating her sincerity. Then she sighed, folding her arms. “Fine,” she said, but her voice turned serious. “Just remember to always be yourself.”

Mina blinked, confused by the sudden shift in tone. Yet, she lent her ear carefully, jotting down Sana's advice in her mind.

Sana continued, her voice firmer now. “Because Nayeon doesn’t waste time with people who aren’t serious. She’s not the type who dates just for fun. She’s a ‘date-to-marry’ kind of woman. If you’re not looking at her and seeing a future… if you’re just curious, or unsure, or hoping she’ll give herself to you—then don’t even go there.”

Mina’s brows furrowed slightly, not offended, but cleared out. It was becoming clear to her why Nayeon was so protective of herself. A small bad statement from her niece had already broken her trust.

“She’s been through things,” Sana added, more softly now. “Stuff she doesn’t always talk about. And every time someone treats her heart like an experiment, it makes her put up more walls. You don’t get many chances with someone like Nayeon.”

There was a pause. It was for Mina to breathe and think.

“I'm not telling you this to scare you. Nayeon is my friend who's been wanting the right love for a long time. I don't want someone like you to ruin her again,” Sana said, finally meeting Mina’s gaze with quiet intensity. “So if you are unsure, just stop this and leave her alone.”

Mina nodded slowly, taking the words to heart. “I’m not unsure,” she said, steady and clear. “I wouldn’t be asking you about her if I wasn’t thinking about something genuine.”

Sana studied her for a second longer before letting out a small sigh. “Okay then,” she murmured. “In that case… make her happy.”

Mina smiled, the nerves in her chest loosening just a little. “I’ll try. And… thank you for trusting me with all of that.”

Sana rolled her eyes but smiled back. “You better not make me regret it, Myoi, or I'll screw up your car every time you are here."

Mina widened her eyes and frowned. She gasped and exclaimed, "No! Not my car!"

Before Sana could reply, her phone started vibrating loudly against the wooden desk, interrupting the moment. Both she and Mina looked down as the sound echoed in the quiet classroom. Sana grinned as she saw the name flashing on the screen.

"Hey, love," Sana said as she answered the call, her voice instinctively softening. The corners of her lips curved into a smile she couldn’t hold back. "Are you here?"

Across the room, Mina paused mid-step, raising a curious eyebrow as she caught the sudden shift in Sana’s tone. With a soft chuckle, she pointed toward the door and mouthed, “I’ll go now. Thank you.”

Sana nodded, still smiling, and waved goodbye to Mina while holding the phone to her ear, her smile not fading. She started collecting her things as she replied through the call, "Just get anything. I'll be waiting for you here."

Mina laughed lightly after hearing the last few words from the teacher with her light giggles. It was evident that Sana was talking to her wife, and she got curious. She always heard about Sana's wife through her niece, but she never got a chance to see her in person. I mean, for a beautiful woman like Sana, she must've found someone who's as lovely as her. Mina walked to the playground to see Nayeon watching the remaining kids and Tzuyu play with a soft smile on her face.

"Where did you go?" Nayeon asked, turning to Mina.

Mina pointed at the back with her thumb. "Restroom, and I kind of eavesdropped on Sana's conversation with her wife. She sounded so in love."

"Are you envious?" Nayeon teased, raising an eyebrow. "You want something like that too?"

Mina chuckled, making a huge grin appear on her face. "Just anything. Just anything with you is fine."

Nayeon rolled her eyes, but her cheeks showed a hint of pink as she looked away, hiding her smile. "Corny," she muttered playfully before turning back to watch the kids play.

Mina stepped a little closer, their arms brushing just enough for her to feel the warmth. The contact was light, barely there, but intentional. She tilted her head, her gaze gently fixed on Nayeon’s face.

Nayeon tried to look away, but it was too late. Mina had already caught the slight blush blooming across her cheeks and the way her lips were pulling into that half-hearted smile, like she wanted to be annoyed but couldn’t quite get there.

Mina leaned in slightly, her voice dropping to a tender whisper meant only for Nayeon. “You’re so cute when you try to hate my cheesiness,” she murmured, “but deep inside, you secretly love it.”

The parents continued to arrive, and the kids said their goodbyes as they left with their families.

Nayeon waved her hand to the kids as she let out a soft scoff, rolling her eyes in dramatic protest. “I do not.”

Mina raised a brow. “Mmhmm?”

"Can you stop annoying me?" Nayeon mumbled, cheeks burning even more. "I am still at work."

"Sorry," Mina said, raising both of her hands in surrender. "I just can't help it when you're so adorable."

That earned her a shove from Nayeon, half-hearted and laced with warmth. Mina took a step back with a sheepish laugh, still unable to tear her eyes away from Nayeon’s face. There was something about the way the late afternoon daylight framed her features, emphasizing the blush on her cheeks and the slight curve of her lips. She was so effortlessly beautiful, it made Mina’s chest tighten.

Mina glanced around the playground, scanning for any remaining parents. With only a few left, and none within range of hearing, she leaned in just a little closer, her voice softening.

"Do you want to try the new restaurant in the city?" she asked, doing her best to sound casual, though Sana’s words from earlier echoed in her head like a checklist.

The question took Nayeon by surprise, and she blinked. Curious, she cocked her head slightly. Mina's pulse skipped a beat as their gazes locked and lingered.

"What do you think about hotpot? I saw the new place that just opened up," Mina continued, adding the detail with a lighthearted tone. “It looks really good.”

And just like that, sparkle. Nayeon’s eyes lit up, and Mina had to hide the triumphant grin forming on her face.

"I'll think about it," Nayeon said, pretending disinterest, but the upward tug at her lips gave her away.

Mina wasn’t giving up. “We can take a walk after dinner, if you want,” she added, gently, purposefully. She knew that line would work too. Sana had mentioned how Nayeon liked walking around.

Nayeon turned to wave goodbye to a student being picked up, buying herself a second to hide her smile. “I said I’ll think about it,” she repeated.

But this time, Mina noticed the softness in her tone. She knew it was a successful date invite. "Okay."

A woman walked up the hallway with a cup of beverage in one hand and a paper bag tucked neatly under her arm. Her steps were light and unhurried, as though she knew exactly where she was going. Her presence alone seemed to brighten the hallway, the way she smiled brightly, her long hair that rested on her lower back bouncing with each step, and the soft hum of the sunshine she seemed to be carrying with her.

Mina thought she was a parent. The woman lifted her hand and waved at Nayeon with a wide, natural grin. Nayeon, without missing a beat, returned the gesture. Mina blinked, curiosity filled her head, and her mind went wild with questions about the mysterious woman. The woman who's a little shorter than her is dressed in a clean-cut blouse tucked in her jeans and an infectious smile. Mina was curious as she disappeared into the classroom.

Mina stepped back to peep at the door, only for her curiosity to be filled. She had a glimpse of her and Sana kissing inside. Mina immediately turned away with a sigh of relief. She realized it was Sana's wife, the one that she's always been curious about. To be honest, the mysterious woman met her expectations. She looked so softhearted, and she bet Sana was receiving the best affection from her.

After waving the final child off to their parent, Nayeon turned to see Mina standing there.

"Dahyun," Nayeon spoke, turning her head to look at the woman inside the room. "She's Sana's wife."

Mina nodded in understanding. "I figured."

"Sana is so lucky to have her," Nayeon continued, a smile forming on her lips. "Dahyun is like the perfect woman."

"How so?" Mina asked, genuinely curious.

Nayeon chuckled softly before replying, "She's kind and caring, and her love for Sana is shown in everything she does. I bet you anything,” she added with a knowing grin, “that paper bag she’s carrying right now has those crispy choco snacks Sana keeps talking about."

Mina’s gaze shifted back to the classroom, catching a glimpse of Sana sipping a beverage that her wife brought. They looked like they were preparing to go now.

“She must really love her,” Mina said, almost to herself, already imagining the sweet and thoughtful gestures Dahyun must do for Sana on a daily basis. Mina has that too.

“She does. She loves Sana so much,” Nayeon said quietly. “And it shows.”

The couple walked out of the classroom. Dahyun carried Sana's bag effortlessly slung over her arm, and in her hand was a cup of Sana’s favorite iced drink. Sana, on the other hand, was nibbling on a crispy choco bar, clearly enjoying it, her free hand looped around Dahyun’s arm. As they passed the hallway, Sana spotted Nayeon and Mina and perked up instantly. She raised her half-eaten snack in a playful wave, her eyes crinkling with a smile. Dahyun followed with a warm smile of her own, nodding in greeting as she adjusted the cup in her hand to lift it in acknowledgment.

“Bye, Nayeon! Mina!” Sana chirped, cheerful as ever. "Bye, Tzuyu!"

"Bye, Teacher Sana and Teacher Sana's wife!" Tzuyu replied, energetically, from the bench.

There was another beat of silence before Nayeon turned to Mina again, her smile softer this time. “It’s rare, you know, to find someone who loves you more than you love them."

"Do you think that's how it should be?" Mina asked gently. "One person loving more than the other?"

Nayeon didn’t answer right away. She looked down at her hands and chuckled. "Not really," she paused. "But when it happens, it's like a lucky coincidence. It feels good to be loved the right way."

Mina nodded slowly, then let out a soft chuckle. "You're more romantic than I thought, Nayeon."

"Maybe I am, but I believe in love that's genuine and selfless," Nayeon replied, shrugging.

They shared a small laugh, but the moment made them closer.

“Would you mind,” Mina said quietly, “if I'd like to be that person for you?”

Nayeon stared at her, stunned by the answer. She bit her lip, and she opened her mouth to respond.

"Auntie Mina?" Tzuyu called from the swing. Already bored from the quietness of the surroundings. "When are we going home?" her little voice interrupted the intimate moment between Mina and Nayeon.

Nayeon was lucky she was saved by Tzuyu's innocent interruption because she didn't know what to respond. Mina turned to her niece with a smile and replied, "We'll go home in a minute, sweetie." She looked at Nayeon and mouthed a silent "hotpot?"

"Fine," Nayeon replied with a chuckle.

…

The dinner went well, far better than Mina had expected. The warm scent of simmering broth surrounded them. Nayeon kept bubbling with excitement over how perfectly tender the meat was, her eyes lighting up every time she dipped a new slice into the pot.

"I swear this beef melts in my mouth. Try this one, Mina. No, wait—this one’s better!" she said, practically bouncing in her seat as she leaned across the table to put a piece of meat on Mina's plate.

Though Mina thought Nayeon would feed her with her mouth agape, she giggled it off and took the meat with her own chopsticks and placed it in her mouth. She nodded at Nayeon with a smile, savoring the delicious flavor of the beef.

They giggled their way through trying exotic organs. Something Mina never thought she’d do on any dates. When Mina wrinkled her nose before popping a bite into her mouth, Nayeon leaned forward with wide eyes and whispered, “Well?”

Mina paused dramatically before nodding. “Shockingly… not bad.” Yet, her face crumbled into a grimace as she tried to hide her weirdness for the unfamiliar taste.

Nayeon sighed, leaning back in her seat. "You're lying. Your face says otherwise."

"It's not bad, but it's just weird to think I am eating a pig's something."

"It's actually pig's—"

"No, don't tell me what it is," Mina interrupted, shaking her head. "I'd rather not know, but it's honestly not bad."

Nayeon chuckled, taking another bite of the exotic organ. "I don't know if you're just trying to make yourself look brave and adventurous in front of me or you're actually hating it."

"Wait? Is this a test?” Mina laughed, tilting her head.

Nayeon leaned back in her seat, arms crossed but smiling. “Maybe. Gotta see if you can keep up with me.”

"I can handle it," Mina replied confidently, taking another bite of the pig's organ without making a face.

Nayeon threw back her head in laughter when she noticed Mina's right eye twitching while she chewed.

…

Hangang Park is filled with beautiful cherry blossom trees and lush greenery that stretch through the Han River. Street lamps cast gentle streaks of golden light along the riverside path, illuminating the sway of cherry blossom branches overhead.

It was late, most of the crowd had thinned out, leaving only the calm hush of water lapping at the riverbank and the steady steps of the few night strollers. The city hummed quietly in the background.

Mina threw the plastic seal of her bubble tea into the nearby bin. With a grin tugging at her lips, she took off in a playful run toward Nayeon, who was walking slowly along the riverbank, her hair catching the soft breeze.

"Wait for me," Mina called out, her laughter ringing. She was now holding two cups of warm bubble tea, one for herself and one for Nayeon.

Nayeon turned around with a surprised laugh, her eyes lighting up as she saw Mina jog toward her. “You were the one who said we needed a walk, remember?”

Mina slowed to a stop beside her, slightly breathless, a wide smile on her face. “Yeah, but I didn’t think you’d leave me behind,” she teased, offering the second cup to Nayeon.

Nayeon accepted it with a soft “Thanks,” her fingers brushing Mina’s as she took it. The touch lingered longer than it needed to, neither of them pulling away too quickly.

They started walking side by side, the path lit by the glow of the streetlamps and the cold wind blowing gently against them. Their shoulders brushing against each other as they walked, the comfortable silence.

Nayeon took a drink of her bubble tea after sticking her straw through the cover. As she chewed on the pearls, she pulled a face. "I don't like this."

Mina lifted an eyebrow as she looked at Nayeon and then her bubble tea. "But you choose that one."

"Can I try yours instead?" Nayeon asked, holding out her drink for Mina to try.

Mina hadn't had time to reply before Nayeon swapped their drinks. She poked the straw in Mina's bubble tea and took a sip, her face lighting up in surprise. "This is so much better!" she exclaimed, holding the cup to herself.

"Okay," Mina mumbled, peeping at Nayeon's bubble tea. She took a sip, and her face crumbled. "This is too sweet for me."

Nayeon giggled, clearly enjoying herself far too much. “Well, that's yours now,” she said cheekily, hugging Mina’s drink like she’d just won a prize.

“You totally tricked me,” Mina pouted, eyeing her new, overly sweet cup.

Nayeon shrugged with zero remorse. “Just think of it as a new flavor or something." She sipped on Mina's bubble tea that is now her own bubble tea.

Mina sighed dramatically, raising her new drink with an unamused expression before taking another reluctant sip. “I should have seen this coming,” she muttered.

"Just think of kissing me every time you sip, my lips already touched it," Nayeon said absentmindedly.

Mina nearly choked on the tapioca pearl she was chewing. She coughed once, turning her head away to hide the way her cheeks suddenly burned. “N-Nayeon…” she managed, her voice catching somewhere between disbelief and panic.

Nayeon blinked. “What?” she asked innocently, then paused, eyes widening slightly. “Oh.”

The kiss. Mina was reminded of their kiss. They hadn't talked about it ever since it happened and it came back. She felt a rush of emotions flood her as she remembered how Nayeon's lips felt against hers, the warmth and softness of it all.

Mina looked down at her cup, fingers tightening around the plastic. “You—” she tried to keep her voice steady. “You can’t just say things like that.”

"If I know you think about it every night," Nayeon grinned.

Mina stared at Nayeon's lips. "Yeah, and I keep dreaming about kissing you again."

Their walk slowed to a halt, the night air cold and quiet around them. The water on the Han River danced under the moonlight, but Mina was too lost in Nayeon's eyes.

Mina stared at Nayeon, who was still holding her drink, her lips pursed in thought. Her head was tilted slightly, strands of her hair swaying with the wind, and her eyes, those warm, keen eyes, were fixed on Mina like she was waiting for her to say something. Or do something.

Mina's heart thudded heavily in her chest. She wanted to kiss her. Desperately. But she was cautious, not out of fear of rejection, but out of the respect she held for Nayeon. Mina didn’t want to misstep again. She didn’t want to move too fast and risk ruining what they had already built.

Her gaze flickered to Nayeon’s lips, and her breath hitched. Her whole body itched to close the distance.

But what if Nayeon pulled away?

What if she laughed?

What if she didn’t want the kiss again?

Mina bit the inside of her cheek, forcing herself to look away briefly as her chest tightened.

“I…” Mina started, her voice aching.

Nayeon turned toward her slightly. “You what?”

“I—” Mina looked back into her eyes, heart pounding. “Nothing. Just… thinking.”

“About?” Nayeon asked softly.

Mina’s throat felt dry. She could feel every beat of her heart pulse through her fingertips as she gripped on her bubble tea. “You,” she confessed, quietly.

There was a pause. Nayeon’s eyes softened, and a small smile curved her lips.

"Oh, Mina," Nayeon whispered, sounding dissatisfied, shaking her head with a wide grin. "One moment you're so cheesy, the next moment you're shy."

"I just don't want to make you feel uncomfortable," Mina added, looking down at her drink nervously. "You know, we kissed. We never talked about it, and I don't want things to be awkward by saying that I want to kiss you again right now."

Nayeon chuckled and cocked her head to the side while listening to Mina's babbling. “Mina,” she said, drawing out her name with a gentle tease, “you overthink so much, it’s adorable.”

Mina’s cheeks burned, her fingers curling tighter around the cup. “I just… don’t want to ruin things again."

“Well, I’ll make it easy for you,” Nayeon said, stepping closer. She reached out and gently tugged the collar of Mina’s coat, lowering her voice to something warm and honest. “You kissed me, Mina. I kissed you back. I liked it, and I think about it too."

Mina looked up slowly, her lips parting slightly in surprise. “Yeah, but I just don't want to mess things up," she whispered. "I have been trying to be careful and not rush into anything—"

The rambling stopped. Nayeon’s hand, warm and steady, cupped Mina’s jaw with such tenderness that it made Mina forget how to breathe. And then, without hesitation, without waiting for permission, Nayeon leaned in and pressed her lips softly against Mina’s.

It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t dramatic. It was slow, certainly. The kind of kiss that made time still. That made Mina’s heart stop stammering and start soaring. Mina’s eyes fluttered shut as she leaned into it, her hand finding the edges of Nayeon’s waist. Her worries melted under the quiet, deliberate affection Nayeon poured into that kiss.

It only lasted for a few seconds, but it was enough to feel everything. When they finally parted, Nayeon lingered close, her nose brushing Mina’s as she whispered, “Still worried you’ll mess it up?”

Mina blinked up at her, dazed and blushing. She glanced around them, and thankfully there were no prying eyes or judgmental stares, but she knew people saw them.

"You literally kissed me in the middle of the park," Mina said with a nervous laugh.

Nayeon laughed softly. She tugged on Mina's hand and led her to walk. "Come on."

They walked in comfortable silence, the tension from before dissipating with each step. Despite the over-sweetness of her bubble tea, Mina took two huge sips to fill her overwhelmed stomach.

“Mina?”

A voice called out from a few feet away, rasping clean through the soft silence of the night. Mina stiffened slightly at the sound, her head turning toward the person with a flicker of recognition in her eyes.

“Mina!” The voice called again, louder this time, sharper, like they hadn’t expected to actually run into her, and now that they had, they weren’t sure how to react.

Nayeon instinctively took a half-step back, not in retreat, but in quiet awareness, her grip dropping gently from Mina’s hand.

The voice belonged to a tall figure walking briskly toward them from the other path, and it was someone clearly familiar to Mina. As they approached under the dim glow of the streetlights, their features became clearer.

"Momo?" Mina whispered, her eyes widening in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

Momo smiled warmly. She stepped forward with familiar ease and wrapped her arms around Mina in a soft, lingering hug. Caught off guard, Mina froze for a split second. Her body tensed instinctively, unsure if she should step back or lean in.

Still, Mina raised her arms slowly and returned the hug, her hands lightly resting on Momo’s back.

"How are you?" Momo pulled from the hug. "I haven't seen you at the bar in a while."

Mina chuckled awkwardly and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "Yeah, I've been busy," she replied, trying to keep her tone light.

"Come on, you always have time to have fun," Momo giggled with a wink.

Nayeon raised an eyebrow from a few feet away, watching the interaction. She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Mina shook her head gently, a small, almost wistful smile tugging at her lips. “I don’t go there anymore,” she said, her voice soft but firm.

Her eyes drifted toward Nayeon, who stood a few feet away, quiet. Nayeon's gaze wasn’t cold, but it lingered a moment too long, flickering between Momo and Mina like she was quietly assessing something. Feeling the tension tighten between them, Mina instinctively moved to Nayeon’s side, the shift subtle but sure. She brushed her hand briefly against Nayeon’s arm.

“Momo,” Mina said, turning back with a composed tone, “this is Nayeon.” Her voice was deliberate, now firm, like drawing a line. The introduction wasn’t just about being polite. It was a declaration.

"Ah," Momo breathed out. Her smile faltered for just a second before she nodded and offered her hand. “Nice to meet you, Nayeon.”

Nayeon gave a polite smile in return, shaking Momo’s hand with a grip that was firmer than expected. “You too,” she replied calmly.

Momo turned back to Mina with a knowing glint in her eyes. Her lips curled into a teasing half-smile as she tilted her head slightly. “Your new girl?”

The words weren’t harsh, but they hung in the air like bait.

Mina stayed close to Nayeon’s side, her arm curling protectively around her waist. "My only girl."

Momo raised an eyebrow, her gaze flickering between Mina and Nayeon. "Nice,” she said instead, eyes lingering on Nayeon for a beat longer than necessary. “Okay, I’ll see you around?”

Mina nodded with a tight-lipped smile, her grip on Nayeon’s waist tightening slightly. “Sure, yeah.”

Momo gave them both a small wave, then turned and walked away, her stride confident and unhurried. She didn’t look back.

The moment lingered.

It wasn’t awkward, exactly, but it left a faint trace of something tense, like perfume that stayed long after someone had left the room. Nayeon didn’t say anything right away, just watched Momo disappear into the distance, then glanced at Mina. Mina, who still hadn’t let go.

“…She your ex?” Nayeon finally asked, voice light but laced with unmistakable curiosity.

Mina sighed, her hand rubbing slow circles into Nayeon’s side. “Fling,” she corrected.

Nayeon hummed, pretending to think. “She’s pretty.”

Mina turned to her with a faint smirk. “Not as pretty as you.”

That earned her a small eye roll, but the corners of Nayeon’s lips twitched into a reluctant smile. “You had sex?"

Mina bit her lip. She blinked, startled, not just by the question but by how calmly Nayeon had asked it. The words hit her like a splash of cold water.

“You had sex?” Nayeon repeated, tilting her head slightly, her tone unreadable. Calm. Too calm.

Mina coughed, nearly choking on the air. “Wh–what kind of question is that?” she stammered, her eyes going wide. Her fingers tightened slightly around her cup.

Nayeon simply lifted her bubble tea to her lips, sipping like it was just a normal part of their casual evening walk along the river. “Simple question,” she said after a beat, her eyes fixed on Mina with calm curiosity. “You said she was a fling. I just want to know what kind of… fling.”

Mina opened her mouth, then closed it. Her brain scrambled for something, anything that sounded not awkward. “We weren’t... that serious,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Nayeon nodded slowly, but her expression didn’t change. “So, yes?”

“Yes,” Mina admitted, finally. The word felt heavier than expected. “We did. It was just sex, and it didn't mean anything."

Nayeon didn’t say anything for a moment. She looked out at the water, lips pressed together, like she was weighing that confession against something in her head. Mina held her breath, waiting as they continued to walk.

Mina kept going. “I don’t do that anymore, if that’s what you’re thinking. I’m not someone who... who plays around. I just—before, I wasn’t looking for anything serious. And now... I am. I don’t want that kind of thing with you,” she added quickly, like she needed to clarify it before the silence could be misread. “I don’t want something temporary."

Nayeon laughed lightly. "Okay."

"You're not upset, right?" Mina asked.

Nayeon shook her head. "Why would I be upset? You were just being honest."

Mina studied Nayeon's face carefully, as if waiting for the subtle flicker of judgment, maybe even doubt, but there was none. Just the usual steady calm in Nayeon's eyes, the kind that made Mina both nervous and drawn in all at once.

“Okay,” Mina repeated under her breath, more to herself than anything, like she still needed convincing that it wasactually okay.

…

That was what Mina thought. But the whole car ride was silent. No teasing quips. No playful arguments. No soft laughter echoing between them. Just the low hum of the engine and the occasional whoosh of passing streetlights washing their faces in gold.

Mina was uncomfortable. She risked a glance at Nayeon, who was focused on the side of the road. Calm, but the slight furrow between her brows hinted at something bothering her.

They reached Nayeon's place and parked in silence, the engine ticking softly as it cooled down.

Mina sat still, hands resting on the wheel, stealing glances at Nayeon out of the corner of her eye. The streetlight spilled through the windshield, painting warm shadows across Nayeon's face.

Finally, Mina took a breath and asked, quietly, “Is everything okay?”

Nayeon turned to her with a small smile, gentle, but a little too sharp. “Yeah, just lost in thought.”

That smile didn’t quite reach her eyes, and Mina felt it like a chill. She nodded slowly, forcing a smile of her own, even as her chest felt tight. Her fingers curled around the steering wheel a little harder.

“Thank you for today,” Nayeon said softly, breaking the quiet again. “It was fun.”

Mina’s heart lifted a little at that, though the air still felt thick with something. “I’m glad,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “You smiled a lot today. That makes me happy.”

For a moment, their eyes met. Just long enough for something unsaid to pass between them. Mina wanted to lean in, to ask more, to reach out and hold onto the moment before it slipped away.

But instead, she stayed still.

“Do you want me to walk you up?” she offered.

Nayeon shook her head gently. “No, I’m okay.”

Mina nodded again, and the silence settled between them once more.

Nayeon looked at her for a long second like she wanted to say something else but couldn’t. Her hand lingered on the door handle, then let go. “I should go,” she said, but didn’t move.

Mina nodded slowly, her lips parting as if to speak again, but no words came out.

And then quietly, almost as if she regretted how long she hesitated, Nayeon leaned forward. Her eyes searched Mina’s one last time, giving her the chance to think.

Mina couldn't move. She just felt Nayeon's soft lips pressing against her cheek.

The kiss was soft, a light press of lips near the corner of her lips that barely lingered. But it held something deep.

Nayeon pulled back just enough to whisper, “Goodnight.”

And before Mina could fully catch her breath, before she could ask what it meant, Nayeon opened the door and stepped out into the night, leaving Mina sitting there, stunned, heart pounding, and already missing the warmth of that kiss.

After that date night, Mina didn’t hear anything from Nayeon. At first, she gave her space, thinking maybe Nayeon just needed a little time. But as hours turned into a day, and that day stretched into two, the quiet started to feel heavier. Mina’s messages went unanswered. Delivered, but not read.

Days passed. Then the workweek rolled in, and life started pulling Mina so busy that she didn't have the time to pick Tzuyu up and maybe talk to Nayeon.

…

In the middle of back-to-back design discussions for a client's proposal, Mina sat at the long conference table, blueprints spread out before her, the soft hum of conversation and the scent of freshly printed paper filling the room.

She was mid-sentence, explaining a modification to the façade design, when her phone vibrated in her pocket. Once. Then again. She paused for half a breath but didn't flinch. Her hand hovered near her jacket, where the phone buzzed quietly against the fabric, but she kept her eyes on the floor plan projected on the screen.

Then her phone started buzzing more urgently, the vibrations growing stronger with each passing second, like it was demanding to be heard now, not later. It was relentless. Mina’s concentration slipped.

Her colleagues began glancing her way. One paused mid-sentence, and another tilted their head with mild curiosity. The other architect raised an eyebrow.

Mina gave a polite, apologetic smile and murmured, “Excuse me for a moment,” before swiftly slipping out of the meeting room. Her heels clicked against the tiled floor as she walked down the corridor, the buzz still shaking in her hand.

She glanced at the screen.

Nayeon calling…

Her breath caught.

It had been five days. Five long days since that night since that kiss, that quiet goodnight, and the silence that followed. Mina had replayed the moment a hundred times, wondering what she said wrong, what she missed. Her texts had gone unread. No replies. Nothing. The ache had settled deep in her chest like a shadow she couldn’t shake.

And now, here was Nayeon finally calling her.

Mina ran her fingers through her hair, her heart thudding heavily as she hesitated. Her thumb hovered over the green icon. She cleared her throat, trying to calm her nerves, forcing her voice not to tremble.

Then, slowly, she pressed accept.

“…Hello?”

"Hey, Mina. Sorry to bother you, but Jihyo and Jeongyeon aren't picking up their phones." Nayeon’s voice floated through the line, soft but laced with urgency.

Mina blinked and turned away from the hallway window where she'd been standing. She leaned slightly against the wall, her brows knitting in concern, but smiled upon hearing Nayeon's voice. “It’s fine, Nayeon. They’re probably caught up with work. I can try reaching out to them for you if you want.” Her tone was casual, an effort to keep things light, but Nayeon’s next words made her chest tighten.

“Yeah, but…” Nayeon paused, and Mina could hear her exhale shakily through the line. “…You are needed here.”

The way Nayeon said it. Light, unsure, and trembling with restrained panic sent a chill down Mina’s spine. She straightened up.

"Nayeon, what happened?" she asked, her voice sharper now.

There was another pause, a rustle on the other end of the call. Then, with a breath that sounded like it had been fought back for too long, Nayeon finally said, “It’s Tzuyu.”

Mina’s eyes widened. A knot instantly twisted in her stomach. Her grip on her phone tightened as her breath hitched. “What happened to Tzuyu?” she demanded, her tone suddenly urgent.

…

Mina stood beside Nayeon again once the nurses stepped back to give Tzuyu a little space. The little girl was resting now, her arm gently wrapped in a splint and her eyes fluttering closed with the effects of mild pain medication. The worst had passed, but the emotions still clung to the air like fog.

Nayeon sniffled again, wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand, clearly trying to regain her composure.

Mina glanced down at her, a soft smile tugging at her lips despite the tension. She bent slightly and said, teasing but affectionate, “You know, I’m the aunt here. You’re the teacher. Why are you the one crying like she’s your niece?”

Nayeon let out a shaky breath, part laugh and part mortified groan. “I’m not crying,” she muttered, even though her watery eyes betrayed her completely.

“Oh really?” Mina lifted a brow and leaned in. “So the sniffles and wet tissues are a practice for a drama club audition?”

Nayeon gave her a weak glare, then let out a reluctant giggle. “Okay, fine. Maybe I got emotional.”

Mina chuckled, reaching out to gently squeeze Nayeon’s shoulder. “It’s okay. I get it. Seeing her like that... it scared me too. But she’s going to be alright now.”

Nayeon nodded slowly, looking back at Tzuyu with a tender gaze. “She’s such a brave kid.”

“She gets that from me,” Mina replied proudly, trying to keep things light.

Nayeon rolled her eyes but leaned slightly into Mina’s touch, visibly comforted. “You’re stupid."

They shared a quiet moment, the tension finally easing as they sat side by side, watching Tzuyu sleep peacefully. The soft beeping of the monitor and the hush of the emergency room filled the silence between them.

Mina glanced at Nayeon from the corner of her eye, the corners of her lips tugging up just slightly. "Hey," she said softly, her voice casual.

Nayeon turned to her, brows raised. “Hm?”

“Do you like horror movies?” Mina asked, innocently enough.

Nayeon blinked. “What?”

Mina tilted her head, a teasing glint in her eyes. “Because it really seemed like you enjoyed ghosting.”

Nayeon groaned instantly, burying her face in her hands. “Minaaaa.”

Mina laughed quietly, clearly amused at her own joke. “Five days, Nayeon. If it wasn't for Tzuyu, I would think you got kidnapped by aliens.”

“I didn’t mean to ghost you,” Nayeon said, muffled through her palms. Guilt was already spreading over her face. "I just... needed space.”

“Was it something I said? Or did I scare you off by being too charming?” Mina nudged her gently, keeping her tone light, though the question underneath it was genuine.

Nayeon peeked through her fingers and gave Mina a sheepish smile. “It wasn’t you."

"Then what was it?” Mina asked, tilting her head curiously.

There was a beat of silence before Nayeon finally spoke, her voice low. “Fine! I got jealous,” she admitted. “When I saw you with Momo… I know you said it was nothing serious, but I just—she's beautiful and confident, and I guess I thought…"

Mina blinked, caught off guard by the raw honesty. “Nayeon…”

“I know it’s stupid,” Nayeon continued quickly, shaking her head. “You were honest with me, and I ghosted you over something I never even asked about. I was scared that maybe… I wasn’t enough.”

Mina’s expression softened. She gently took Nayeon’s hand, her thumb brushing lightly over her knuckles.

“First of all,” she said with a small smile, “Momo is a part of my past, and even then, it wasn’t anything serious. What I have with you… it’s already more than what that ever was.”

Nayeon looked up, eyes vulnerable. “Yeah?”

Mina nodded. “Yeah. You don’t need to compare yourself to anyone, Nayeon. You’ve already got me wrapped around your finger.”

A light laugh escaped Nayeon, her shoulders finally relaxing. “You’re really good at this, you know that?”

Mina nudged Nayeon with her shoulder, a teasing glint in her eye. “So… are we gonna talk about it now?”

Nayeon raised a brow. “Talk about what?”

Mina smirked. “The kiss.”

Nayeon blinked. “What kiss?”

Mina leaned in slightly, her voice playful. “Oh, don’t play innocent with me. When I dropped you off after our last date. You know, you kissed me on the cheek?"

Nayeon blushed immediately, turning her face away with an embarrassed huff. “It was just a good night kiss! On the cheek! I was being polite!”

Mina let out a soft laugh. “Mm-hmm. Polite? Or secretly swooning?”

“I wasn’t swooning,” Nayeon muttered defensively, even as her ears turned a deeper shade of pink. “I was just… shy,” she added, crossing her arms but unable to keep the smile off her face. “It was a nice night, and I didn’t want to ruin it by being awkward.”

Mina leaned in with a mischievous grin. “But you were awkward, in the cutest way possible," she said, bumping her knee against Nayeon’s. “Next time, though…”

Nayeon peeked at her through her fingers. “Next time what?”

Mina gave her a mischievous smile. “Aim for the lips, okay?”

Nayeon groaned. “I will ghost you again, Mina!"

A pointed clearing of a throat cut through their laughter, instantly snapping both Mina and Nayeon out of their playful bubble. They turned their heads in sync to find Jihyo standing just a few feet away and a knowing smile on her lips.

“I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” Jihyo said, eyebrow raised, her tone casual but undeniably teasing as she stood just inside the room.

Mina nearly jumped out of her skin. “Unnie!” she squeaked, her voice sharp with surprise.

Nayeon blinked and gave a stiff little bow, her cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink.

Jihyo ignored their flustered expressions for the moment and walked over to the bed where Tzuyu lay resting. Her gaze immediately softened as she sat beside her daughter and gently brushed her fingers through Tzuyu’s hair, the maternal worry still lingering in her eyes.

“What happened?” Jihyo asked, her voice quieter now, focused entirely on her daughter.

“She fell off the slide while playing,” Nayeon answered, shifting into teacher mode. “She hit her arm trying to catch herself. The doctor said it’s just a sprain, but she’ll need to rest for a few days.”

Jihyo sighed in relief, nodding as she looked down at Tzuyu. “This kid,” she murmured, more to herself than anyone else, brushing a stray strand from Tzuyu’s forehead.

Mina stepped beside her, her voice softer now. “She was really brave, unnie. Didn’t cry at all until after they finished wrapping her arm.”

"My baby," Jihyo whispered, kissing Tzuyu's forehead. She looked back to Nayeon and whispered, "Thank you, Nayeon."

Chapter Text

On a usual Saturday, Mina would invite Nayeon out on a date. Sometimes it was a dinner reservation at a new restaurant, other times a spontaneous movie night, or even just a quiet walk in the park, hand in hand, talking about everything and nothing. It had become a soft habit, one Mina looked forward to all week.

But today was different. Nayeon had sent a text early in the morning: “Busy all day. Teaching prep for a charity program tomorrow."

So, instead of sulking, Mina sighed, tossed her phone on the bed, and decided to bother her older sister instead. Of course, hanging out with them came with conditions. They wouldn’t let her loiter around without some kind of peace offering first.

She glanced at the clock, and it was almost noon. Time to get some treats. Bribery before bothering her sisters and niece was always a successful strategy.

Mina thought she might as well restock her apartment, so she made a detour to the supermarket before heading to her sister’s place. She strolled casually through the aisles, tossing things into her cart with questionable logic: cereal she usually ate, a bottle of orange juice, plenty of ramen and biscuits, and lots of chips.

But when she turned into the snacks aisle, her brain almost glitched.

There, in front of the jellies and candies, stood Nayeon. Hair tied loosely, wearing a beige hoodie and jeans, frowning at a bag of candies like it had personally offended her. Mina blinked twice just to be sure.

God’s favorite? Yes. She must be God’s favorite.

Without hesitation, Mina rolled her cart directly into Nayeon’s with just enough force to be noticed but not cause a scene.

“Oh no,” Mina gasped in mock horror, clasping her chest. “Was that your cart? My deepest apologies, stranger. Allow me to make it up to you with a lunch date.”

Nayeon startled, turning quickly, her eyes wide and then immediately softened. She laughed, recognizing the voice before the face. “You idiot.”

“What?” Mina giggled, tilting her head like an innocent.

“You’re literally everywhere,” Nayeon said, nudging her. “Are you stalking me?”

“I could say the same thing,” Mina shot back, winking. “But hey, if you wanna pretend I’m obsessed with you, I won’t stop you.”

Nayeon smirked and peered into Mina’s cart. Her eyebrows lifted in disbelief. “Seriously? There’s not even real food in here.”

Mina gasped. “Excuse you, Cheetos and Takis are legitimate food.”

Nayeon reached in and pulled out a suspicious-looking can. “Are you preparing for a zombie apocalypse? You’ve got, like, six types of chips, six packs of ramen, and… is this canned tuna?”

Mina snatched it back. “Don’t judge my process. I start with the fun stuff. Essentials come later.”

“Essentials?” Nayeon said, laughing as she folded her arms. “Mina, this is the diet of a gamer who's about to stay up all night playing video games."

Mina frowned, clutching her dignity as best she could. “Hey… okay, maybe I snack a little too much when I’m gaming, but I do eat real food. I’ve got canned tuna. That’s protein!”

Nayeon raised a skeptical eyebrow, arms crossed. “Uh-huh. You need a nutritionist, Mina… someone like me.”

Mina narrowed her eyes. “Bold of you to say… while standing in the candy aisle.”

Nayeon blinked, then burst into laughter. “Touché.” She lifted a lollipop from her cart. “For your information, these aren’t for me. I’m preparing for the charity program tomorrow, remember? These are for the kids.”

Mina’s teasing expression softened. That made sense. Of course Nayeon was thinking about the kids. That was just so… her.

“You’re such a kind and caring person, babe,” Mina said without thinking.

Nayeon’s head snapped up. “Babe?” she echoed, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. “You’re throwing out nicknames now?”

Mina grinned, delighted by the blush. “What, I can’t call you something sweet every once in a while?”

Nayeon winced like she was physically cringing. “Ugh, you probably call all your girls babe, don’t you?”

Mina rolled her eyes. “No. I call them by their names.”

“Oh? So you do have multiple girls?” Nayeon teased, raising her eyebrow higher.

Mina panicked for half a second. “What? No! I didn’t mean—it's not like that, I just—”

Nayeon laughed and gave her a light nudge. “Relax, I’m kidding. But,” she added, her voice dipping lower, “if I did catch you with someone else, I’d tear your fingers off one by one.”

Mina let out a breathy, nervous laugh. “Wow. Romantic and violent. Great combo.”

“I like to keep things balanced,” Nayeon said, smirking.

Mina grinned but looked away quickly, cheeks warm. “Okay, so… will you help me shop? Maybe I do need a nutritionist after all.”

Nayeon looked amused. “Sure. But on one condition.”

Mina tilted her head. “Yeah?”

“You help me pack all these candies for the event tomorrow.”

Mina saluted with dramatic flair. “Yes, ma’am. Anything for the children and their incredibly hot, slightly intimidating teacher,” she added under her breath.

"What did you just say?" Nayeon raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on her lips.

"Nothing!" Mina replied quickly, averting her attention to the candies. "I like these jellies."

Nayeon laughed and shook her head.

…

Apparently, Mina had already texted Jihyo earlier to say she’d be dropping by, and her niece Tzuyu was expecting her. But as Mina pulled up outside her sister’s house, a sudden twinge of guilt struck her. She glanced toward the passenger seat.

"Thanks for understanding," she said softly. "It won't be long, I promise."

Nayeon nodded, offering a small, reassuring smile. "No problem at all."

Mina hesitated, her fingers lingering on the key in the ignition before looking at Nayeon again. "Do you… want to come with me?" she asked, trying to sound casual. "You don't have to wait out here alone."

Nayeon glanced toward the house, fingers absently fidgeting in her lap. "Would that be okay with your sister?"

Mina smiled, already opening her door. "Of course. She won’t mind. You’re literally Tzuyu’s teacher. She likes you."

Nayeon gave her a look, half teasing, half uncertain. "Yeah, but that’s the classroom version of me. This is... different."

"Different how?" Mina asked, cocking her head.

Nayeon looked away, then back at her. "Like… I’m with you different."

Mina blinked, startled, but in a good way. She reached over and gently took Nayeon’s hand, her thumb brushing across her knuckles. "It’s okay," she said, voice low. "Jihyo unnie won’t make it weird. Just come. We’ll say hi, give Tzuyu her snacks, and then we’ll go by your house."

Nayeon let out a quiet laugh and nodded, still a little shy. "Okay. But if I get grilled like one of your exes, I’m running."

Mina smirked as she got out of the car. "They never met any of my exes."

"You're kidding," Nayeon said as she walked out of the car.

Mina grabbed the bag of snacks from the backseat and closed the door behind her. "Nope, not kidding," she replied with a smile. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you're safe from any interrogation."

Nayeon chuckled and followed Mina towards the entrance of the house.

The door swung open to reveal five-year-old Tzuyu, beaming with excitement.

“Auntie Mina!” she squealed, launching herself into Mina’s arms.

Mina laughed as she caught her and spun her around. “Hey there, cutie,” she groaned theatrically as she set her back down. “Oh wow, you’re getting heavy, baby.”

“Teacher Nayeon?!” Tzuyu gasped, noticing the woman behind Mina. Her eyes lit up even brighter.

Nayeon smiled and crouched slightly to brush a hand over Tzuyu’s hair. “Hi, Tzuyu! How are you today?”

“I’m doing great, Teacher Nayeon! I’m watching my favorite cartoon right now,” she said, grabbing Nayeon’s hand and tugging her inside. “Come and watch with me!”

Nayeon glanced at Mina for approval. Mina just nodded, smiling, so she let herself be led into the house.

They had barely stepped into the living room when Jihyo appeared in the hallway, eyebrows lifting in surprise. “Did you buy me the—oh. Teacher Nayeon… you’re here.”

Nayeon stood quickly and gave a small bow. “Hi, Mrs. Yoo. I hope it’s okay I came by… Mina invited me.”

Jihyo waved her hand, putting her at ease. “Of course, it’s okay. We’re always happy to have you. And please, just call me Jihyo.”

Relieved, Nayeon sat down on the couch beside Tzuyu, who immediately plopped onto her lap and began showing her a drawing she’d made earlier that day. Jihyo watched the scene with a soft expression before nudging Mina toward the kitchen.

Once out of earshot, she murmured, “So… are you two dating now?”

Mina opened the bag of snacks and smirked. “Kind of.”

Jihyo raised an eyebrow. “You just happen to bring your niece’s teacher over on a casual visit?”

Mina shrugged, pulling out a box of cookies. “We ran into each other at the grocery store. I helped her pick stuff for her school event, and I figured I’d drop by real quick to give Tzuyu her treats.”

“You mean… fucking?” Jihyo deadpanned.

Mina swatted her sister’s arm. “No! God, Unnie! Seriously?”

Jihyo just grinned. “Hey, I’m just saying. You better not break her heart. I can’t show my face at school drop-offs if things get messy.”

Mina laughed under her breath. “Don’t worry. I’m not playing around this time.”

Jihyo glanced back toward the living room, where Nayeon was still smiling at Tzuyu’s chaotic art. “Good,” she said softly. “Because she looks like someone who deserves the real thing.”

Mina smiled, a quiet calm settling in her chest. “Yeah. I think she does too.”

Jeongyeon walked out of the hallway, toweling off her damp hair, fresh from the shower. “Mina, did you buy some beers—oh!" She stopped in her tracks, eyes widening as she spotted the unexpected guest. “Teacher Nayeon! You’re here?”

Nayeon quickly stood from the couch, bowing slightly with a polite smile. “Hello, Mrs. Yoo. I hope it’s okay. Mina invited me over.”

Jeongyeon blinked, then yanked the towel off her head like it was a formal hat at a royal gathering. “Of course it’s okay!” she said with a grin, waving for Nayeon to sit back down. “Please, relax! And just call me Jeongyeon. No need to be so formal.”

Nayeon chuckled and eased back onto the couch, Tzuyu immediately leaning against her again with a happy hum.

“Honey!” Jeongyeon called over her shoulder as she padded barefoot into the kitchen. “Why didn’t you tell me we had a visitor?”

“She’s not a visitor,” Jihyo replied smoothly, glancing sideways at Mina. “She’s Mina’s plus-one.”

Mina rolled her eyes and nudged her sister. “We literally just ran into each other an hour ago.”

Unbothered, Jeongyeon hurried toward them, whispering loudly, “You could’ve at least told me to dry my hair. I look like a sea monster.”

Jihyo laughed and reached up to fluff Jeongyeon’s damp hair gently. “You look fine, honey.”

Jeongyeon planted a quick kiss on Jihyo’s cheek before turning to Mina, grinning. “So… are they dating now?”

“Yeah, I think so,” Jihyo answered, still casually running her fingers through Jeongyeon’s hair. “Remember when I told you I caught them flirting at the hospital? When Tzuyu had that playground mishap?”

Jeongyeon snorted. “You mean when they looked like they were about to kiss right there in the emergency room? Oh, I remember.”

“Hello?” Mina called out from the kitchen with a dramatic sigh. “I’m still here, by the way. And we were not about to kiss that day.”

“Oh, please,” Jihyo said with a teasing roll of her eyes. “You two were practically nose to nose.”

…

Jihyo had insisted they stay for lunch, waving off Mina’s half-hearted protests with a grin. “Come on,” she said, already pulling out extra plates. “It’s not every day we have Teacher Nayeon over.”

Soon, the dining table was filled with steaming dishes, clinking utensils, and the cheerful noise of Tzuyu talking nonstop. The little girl sat between Nayeon and Mina, swinging her legs under the chair, her face animated as she recounted her day at school in bursts of excitement.

“Teacher Nayeon is so nice,” she said, her voice high and proud. “She gave me a star today because I colored the cat so well! And she said I was the fastest at cleaning up the toys!”

Nayeon chuckled softly, nodding along. “You did such a great job, Tzuyu. You were really helpful today.”

Tzuyu beamed at the praise and leaned against Nayeon’s arm, clearly basking in the attention. “I’m your favorite, right?” she asked innocently, blinking up at her teacher.

Mina nearly choked on her soup. Jeongyeon laughed out loud while Jihyo admired her daughter.

“Well, I don’t have favorites,” Nayeon said carefully, though her smile never faded, “but you’re definitely one of the sweetest.”

Mina stifled a laugh as she looked at Nayeon, who seemed completely at ease with Tzuyu nestled beside her, babbling away like they’d been family for years. Nayeon listened to every word, nodding and encouraging her with gentle smiles and soft replies.

“She doesn’t usually talk this much during meals,” Jihyo whispered, leaning over to Mina. “She really likes your girlfriend.”

“She’s not—” Mina started, but Jihyo just smirked and returned to eating her food. "She's her teacher."

Jeongyeon raised an eyebrow from across the table. “So you’re saying she’s not yet your girlfriend?”

Mina groaned. “Can we not do this during lunch?”

But no one listened. Tzuyu had already moved on, tugging Nayeon’s sleeve to tell her a story about a classmate who cried because he lost his crayon. The adults just watched like amused spectators as the lunchtime talk show unfolded before them.

Mina glanced at Nayeon, who was gently patting Tzuyu’s head and listening like every word mattered. She felt a warmth in her chest as she saw how Nayeon was so caring and attentive towards her niece.

After lunch, the household began to stir again. Jeongyeon scooped Tzuyu into her arms, making a trip to the restroom for cleanup, and Mina trailed after them, ever the doting aunt, ready to help if her niece needed anything.

Left in the quiet hum of the kitchen, Nayeon began clearing the table, her movements instinctive. Jihyo joined her, gently stacking plates with a subtle smile.

“Seriously, Nayeon. Sit down. You don’t have to do everything,” Jihyo said as she carried a small tower of dishes to the sink.

“I know,” Nayeon replied, swiping crumbs off the table with a rag. “But I don’t mind. Really.”

Jihyo shot her a playful look. “My daughter’s going to be mad if she finds out I made her favorite teacher clean up after lunch.”

“She says that,” Nayeon chuckled, “but tomorrow she’ll probably say Sana is her favorite.”

Both women laughed, the sound soft and easy, echoing gently in the kitchen.

As the water ran and Jihyo began washing the dishes, she glanced over her shoulder. “So,” she asked casually, “how’s Mina?”

Nayeon leaned against the counter, momentarily caught off guard by the question. A quiet smile curled on her lips. “Well…”

“You don’t have to sugarcoat it,” Jihyo interrupted, rinsing off the plates. “She’s an ass, honestly."

Nayeon let out a laugh, shaking her head in amusement.

“But,” Jihyo added after a pause, her tone softening, “she’s also the sweetest. She loves my daughter more than anything.” She soaped the plates, her words lingering in the air.

"Yeah, I can see that," Nayeon agreed, her voice softer now as her gaze drifted toward the hallway where Mina had disappeared. Her lips curled slightly into a smile. "Mina is nice. She's just… annoying sometimes. Like, she doesn’t always know when to stop teasing or when to read the room."

Jihyo chuckled, washing off the plates. "That sounds exactly like her. She’s been like that since she was a kid, always pushing people’s buttons, sometimes just to see what’ll happen." She paused, glancing at Nayeon. “But her heart is softest. She just doesn’t always know how to show it without causing a little chaos.”

Nayeon laughed, nodding. “Definitely chaotic, but harmless."

Jihyo smirked, setting the plate on the drying rack. “Mostly.”

There was a brief moment of comfortable silence before Nayeon spoke again, almost casually, though her tone carried a hint of curiosity.

“Though… your daughter told me something kind of funny,” she said, folding her arms. “Apparently, Mina ‘sleeps with girls sometimes.’”

Jihyo nearly choked on a laugh, shaking her head as she put the utensils on the drying rack. “Oh my god. She must’ve heard that when I was yelling at Mina one night. I really need to start scolding her in code.”

Nayeon raised an eyebrow, still amused. “So it’s true?”

Jihyo waved her hand, reaching for the glasses. “Don’t worry, she probably doesn’t even understand what she’s saying. But for what it’s worth, ever since you started dating, Mina’s been surprisingly... behaved. She doesn’t barge into our house anymore or throw herself on our couch just to complain about her hangover."

“Oh,” Nayeon said, blinking. “We’re not dating.”

Jihyo turned to her slowly, one eyebrow raised. “You’re still not dating at this point?”

Nayeon’s cheeks flushed, and she quickly looked away, fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. “Well… we’re still figuring things out. It’s not official or anything. We’re taking it slow."

There was a beat of silence. Then Jihyo turned off the faucet and dried her hands on a towel, her expression soft and understanding. She said. “Mina likes you a lot. I actually tried to talk her out of dating you before.”

Nayeon blinked in surprise. “You what?”

Jihyo let out a short laugh and leaned against the counter beside her. “Yeah. I told her not to get involved with her niece’s teacher. I didn’t want things to get awkward if it didn’t work out. But… the way she looks at you, the way she softens up around you—trust me, that’s rare. She’s not playing around.”

Nayeon looked down, the corner of her mouth twitching with a small, bashful smile.

“I’m glad you’re taking your time,” Jihyo continued gently. “There’s no rush. Just… keep getting to know each other, and if she ever gets on your nerves, just give me a text, and I'll pull her ear for you."

Nayeon laughed, a warm, genuine sound, as she nodded. “I’ll definitely let you know. I might even take you up on that sooner than you think.”

Just then, Mina burst out of the hallway, her smile wide and suspiciously smug. “Okay, what’s all this whispering about?” she asked, narrowing her eyes as she walked toward them with mock suspicion.

Nayeon shot Jihyo a glance, trying not to smile too hard. “Oh, nothing. Just... things.”

Jihyo raised her brows innocently. “I was just telling Nayeon how messy you are.”

Nayeon immediately broke into laughter, covering her mouth.

“What?!” Mina gasped, feigning betrayal. “You’re exposing me already? I leave the room for two minutes!”

Jihyo smirked. “Two minutes too long. I had to warn her.”

Mina crossed her arms with an exaggerated huff. “Come on, it was just that one time!”

“One time?” Jihyo snorted. “Mina, you leave your stuff everywhere. It’s like living with a human tornado."

“I’m not that bad!” Mina argued, pouting dramatically.

Nayeon giggled, raising an eyebrow. “So, you're that messy?"

Mina looked horrified. “Unnie is lying!"

“Oh, hush,” Jihyo said, throwing a dish towel at her. “She’s still here, isn’t she? That means she’s heard the mess and still likes you.”

Mina caught the towel with a smirk. “Fair enough."

Nayeon rolled her eyes, but her smile lingered, warm and affectionate. “Let’s just say… I’m choosing to focus on your better qualities.”

“Which are?” Mina leaned in, eyes playful.

Nayeon paused for a second, then smirked. “You pay for everything."

It didn’t take long before it was time for Mina and Nayeon to leave. The mood shifted the moment they stood from the couch. Tzuyu’s face crumpled almost instantly, and within seconds, the five-year-old was in full meltdown mode, clinging tightly to Mina’s leg while grasping Nayeon’s hand with her tiny one.

“Nooo, don’t go!” Tzuyu wailed, her voice shaking with tears. “Stay longer, please?"

Jeongyeon crouched down, gently trying to pry her daughter away while whispering soothing words. “Sweetheart, they’ll come back, I promise. You’ll see Teacher Nayeon in class, and Auntie Mina’s not going anywhere.”

But Tzuyu was relentless, her grip stubborn and her sobs even louder. It took both Jihyo and Jeongyeon’s soft reassurances plus the promise of ice cream after her nap for her to finally loosen her hold.

“You’ll come back soon?” Tzuyu asked with teary eyes, looking up at Nayeon and Mina as though her world was ending.

Nayeon knelt and gently tucked a strand of hair behind the child’s ear. “Of course, sweetheart. I'll be back."

Tzuyu sniffled and nodded, though her lip trembled.

With one last wave, the two finally slipped out of the house.

The car ride was quiet at first, filled only with the soft hum of the engine. Mina had her hands on the wheel, but her eyes kept drifting sideways, stealing glances at Nayeon every chance she could.

Nayeon, who had been staring out the window, caught one of those looks and turned toward her with a light giggle. “What?” she asked, her voice soft, curious.

Mina shrugged, a small smile tugging at her lips. “It wasn’t bad, right? Hanging out with my sisters?”

Nayeon smiled fondly, recalling the warmth of Jeongyeon’s teasing, Jihyo’s gentle honesty, and Tzuyu’s impossible grip. “It was better than I expected,” she said honestly.

“They really like you,” Mina said, glancing at her again, this time longer.

“Of course they do,” Nayeon replied with a little smirk, feigning confidence. “I’m Tzuyu’s teacher.”

Mina let out a soft chuckle but shook her head. “No,” she said, her voice quieter now, more deliberate. “I mean… they like you as my date.”

Nayeon looked over at her, surprised, the smile lingering but her eyes searching Mina’s face. “Mina…”

“We’re not labeling anything,” Mina quickly added, raising a hand off the wheel like a surrender. “I get it. We’re taking things slow.”

Nayeon nodded. “Exactly.”

…

When they arrived at Nayeon’s place, there was no time to waste. They dove straight into packing the candies. Nayeon had bought an impressive variety of snacks: chocolate bars, gummy worms, hard candy, and little biscuits, all of which now covered her kitchen counter in a colorful, chaotic spread.

Mina rolled up her sleeves without hesitation and got to work beside her. Together, they formed a quiet flow, Nayeon unwrapping packages and Mina sorting them into neat piles before tucking them into small, decorated gift bags. Occasionally, they'd laugh over oddly shaped candies or bicker playfully about which ones were best. Time slipped by without either of them really noticing.

By the time the afternoon sun dipped low behind the windows, nearly a hundred little bags sat in neat rows on Nayeon’s dining table, each filled to the brim with sweets, ready for the kids in the upcoming school program.

Mina stretched her arms overhead and flopped onto the couch. “Okay, that’s the most sugar I’ve handled in my entire life.”

Nayeon chuckled, wiping her hands on a dish towel. “The kids are going to love it.”

“They better,” Mina muttered with a smile. Then, sitting up, she added, “No way you’re cooking after all that. I’m ordering dinner.”

“You don’t have to—” Nayeon started, but Mina cut her off with a look.

“I want to. You’ve done enough, and I don’t want you worrying about anything else tonight.”

Nayeon smiled softly. “Okay… thank you.”

Mina just grinned as she grabbed her phone. “Pizza or noodles?”

Nayeon leaned her head on Mina’s shoulder and whispered, “Surprise me.”

With a movie playing—obviously, Nayeon's movie choice, which is 'How To Lose A Guy in 10 Days'—in 'the background, they settled in for a cozy night together, enjoying the box of pizza and pastas with their canned sodas.

“Are you trying to send me some kind of message with this movie?” Mina asked, frowning slightly as she flicked the crust of her pizza into the box with a flair.

Nayeon leaned back against the couch, legs tucked under her, cradling her can of soda in both hands. “What do you mean?” she asked with a sly smile, taking a sip. “It’s just a classic rom-com. You know, lighthearted, timeless, and funny."

Mina narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “You're not trying to dump me, are you?” Her tone was half-joking, but a flicker of unease passed through her eyes.

That made Nayeon choke on her drink. She coughed and laughed hard. “What?! No! God, no. Why would I—?” She was still laughing as she waved off the idea. “Seriously, babe. This movie is just fun. Chill.”

Mina’s ears perked up, catching the word. “‘Babe’?” she repeated, her eyebrow arching as she turned toward Nayeon. A grin tugged at her lips as she scooted closer until their legs touched. “You’re calling me ‘babe’ now?”

Nayeon froze for a split second, suddenly hyper-aware of their proximity. Her cheeks turned a soft pink. “I mean… if you’re okay with it?” she said, looking down at her soda.

Mina’s smile deepened. She reached out and slid her arm around Nayeon’s waist, pulling her just a little bit closer. “I’m fine with it,” she murmured. “Actually… I really like how it sounds coming from you.”

Nayeon glanced at her, the corners of her eyes crinkling as a smile bloomed across her face. She placed her drink on the coffee table, then turned more fully toward Mina, her voice suddenly playful. “Okay, what about… ‘baby’?”

Mina snorted immediately, nose crinkling. “Ugh. No. You call every kid at school ‘baby.’ It makes me feel like I’m five years old.”

Nayeon laughed and leaned in, cupping Mina’s face between her hands. “But you are a baby,” she said with exaggerated fondness, squishing Mina’s cheeks. “A cute, adorable little baby.”

Mina groaned, her words muffled by her squished face. “Stop it, Nayeon,” she said, fighting off the smile that was already forming. She wrapped her hands around Nayeon’s waist gently, holding them in place. “I’m not a baby.”

Nayeon grinned, not letting go. “You're kind of babyish sometimes, like right now.”

Mina rolled her eyes and pulled Nayeon's hands away from her face but didn’t let go. Their fingers naturally intertwined, warm and easy. They sat like that for a moment, the movie still playing quietly in the background, but neither of them paying it much attention anymore.

Suddenly, everything felt right in the world.

The room was quiet except for the faint hum of the rom-com still playing in the background and the soft rustling of their movements. Wrapped in the gentle glow of the television, they sat there—intertwined, hearts quietly racing—sharing a moment that felt frozen in time.

Mina’s gaze lingered on Nayeon’s face. The twinkle in her eyes, the curve of her smile, the way her fingers fit so perfectly with hers. Something about it made Mina feel weightless. At ease. Like she had been holding her breath for months and was finally allowed to exhale.

“I’m not a baby,” she repeated, but her voice was quieter now, laced with something tender. Her heart pounded as she leaned in, slow and cautious, eyes darting to Nayeon’s lips, then back to her eyes. She gave Nayeon’s hand a couple of gentle squeezes. A quiet signal, a silent question.

Nayeon didn’t pull away.

Mina’s breath hitched as she tilted her head slightly. The distance between them disappeared, and with a deep breath, she closed her eyes and pressed her lips against Nayeon’s.

The kiss started slow. Careful.

Mina’s lips brushed against Nayeon’s like a question, soft and unsure. She lingered there for a moment, waiting. When Nayeon tilted her head slightly and returned the kiss, it deepened. The hesitation melted away.

Their lips moved together in a rhythm both new and familiar. It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t heated. It was slow and steady, filled with emotion.

Nayeon’s free hand came up to cradle the side of Mina’s face, her thumb gently brushing along her cheekbone. Mina exhaled through her nose, the feeling of Nayeon’s touch calming her. She pulled at Nayeon’s waist, drawing her in just a little closer, needing to feel more and safer.

They kissed like they had time. Like they didn’t need to explain anything.

It was Mina who finally pulled back first, just slightly, her forehead resting against Nayeon’s. They were both breathless, lips pink and parted, eyes fluttering open.

“Okay,” Nayeon whispered, smiling, her voice a breath across Mina’s lips. “You’re not a baby.”

Mina giggled softly, feeling a warmth spread through her chest at Nayeon's words. "Can I come with you tomorrow at the charity program?"

Mina had woken up that morning expecting something simple, maybe even pleasant. A calm day surrounded by small children who listened to their teacher, colored nicely and steadily, and sang cheerful songs about animals. That was the image in her head, the naive little fantasy she clung to as she got dressed and drove Nayeon to the kindergarten center.

She couldn’t have been more wrong.

It wasn’t the charity event itself that was the problem. That part was noble, heartwarming even. It was the children, the sheer, unrelenting chaos they brought, that turned Mina’s morning into a slow-burning nightmare.

The moment she stepped into the classroom, her senses were assaulted. The noise was unbelievable. High-pitched shrieks, rapid footsteps pounding against the floor, the thud of toys being launched across the room like tiny missiles. One kid tried to climb the bookshelf. Another burst into tears because their sticker tore in half. A third had somehow managed to get a crayon up their nose, and Mina had to stop herself from bolting right then and there.

She sat stiffly at the edge of one of the tiny tables, hands folded in her lap, trying her best not to flinch every time someone screamed or a toy crashed to the floor. Her jaw tightened with each piercing shriek. The room was a battlefield of unpredictable emotions, laughing one minute, sobbing the next, and being trapped in the middle of it was like walking through a battlefield.

This. This was the one thing Mina absolutely hated: unpredictable, chaotic surroundings. Children were walking replicas of chaos. And now she was surrounded by dozens of them, each demanding attention, screeching, crying, bouncing off walls. Her patience was wearing thin, and it was barely 10 a.m.

But she couldn’t let it show. Not here. Not in front of Nayeon.

So, Mina smiled. She smiled even as a child ran past her and knocked over a stack of crayons. She smiled even when one kid threw glitter into the air like it was fairy dust, and it landed on her clothes. And every time Nayeon looked her way, she smiled wider, asking if she needed anything, offering to help, hiding every trace of the war raging inside her head.

She didn’t want Nayeon to think she didn’t want to be there. Even though, if she were honest, she wanted nothing more than to teleport out of that room and into a quiet café with noise-canceling headphones and absolutely zero children.

When Nayeon finally gathered the class to start the lesson, Mina had a flicker of hope. Perhaps now things would settle down. But the kids weren’t paying attention. Some were still rolling on the floor. One was pretending to be a dog. Another loudly announced he had to pee, even though he just came back from the bathroom.

Nayeon, her lovely Nayeon, tried to wrangle them in, raising her voice just enough to be heard but never losing her gentle tone. It wasn’t working. The children were a pack of unleashed puppies, and she was losing their attention fast.

Mina could feel her frustration mount again. She wanted to help, but how? She didn’t speak fluent "kindergarten." Just as she was about to stand and intervene, Nayeon clapped her hands and exclaimed, “I brought presents! But only for those who listen well!”

It was like magic.

The room went silent in an instant. Every tiny head swiveled toward Nayeon with eager eyes and renewed attention. They finally settled down, sitting cross-legged and hanging on to her every word.

Mina exhaled quietly, relief flooding her. Thank God.

She glanced at Nayeon, who met her eyes with a little triumphant smile, and that’s when Mina realized something. Despite the madness, the screaming, and the glitter in her clothes, Nayeon still looked calm, radiant, and completely in her essence.

And for the first time that morning, Mina’s smile was real.

As the class finally quieted, Mina remained seated in the corner, her eyes scanning the once-chaotic room that now hummed with a more manageable energy. The children sat cross-legged around Nayeon, who was reading a story in that animated, cheerful voice of hers. Mina watched her closely. The expressive way she read, how her voice shifted with each character, and the way her eyes sparkled when the children giggled or leaned in to listen.

And it wasn’t just the performance. It was the way Nayeon looked at each child, like they mattered, like their reactions were the most important things in the world. Mina watched her closely, saw how her hands moved gently as she played around with the children, how she crouched to a child’s eye level when speaking to them, and how she never rushed or brushed anyone off. There was something heartbreakingly tender in all of it.

The kids clapped excitedly when Nayeon finished the story and began to give them a small activity of drawing their favorite animal.

Mina felt something shift inside her. A warmth. A kind of admiration that went deeper than liking Nayeon’s face or laugh or the way she touched her hand. This was about seeing her in her world doing something that she was passionate about, and Mina was moved by the genuine care and patience Nayeon showed towards the children.

Just as Mina was lost in her thoughts, a little girl tiptoed toward her, hugging a crayon box tightly to her chest.

“Teacher,” she said timidly, “can you draw me a butterfly?”

Mina blinked, caught off guard. She was not a teacher. “A butterfly?”

The girl nodded eagerly and held up a blank sheet of paper. “A big one, with wings! I wanna color it, but I don’t know how to draw it right…”

Mina hesitated, smiling tightly. “Ah… I’m not very good at drawing,” she said, raising her hands like it might excuse her. “Maybe you should ask Teacher Nayeon—”

The little girl’s lower lip began to tremble. Her big, round eyes watered as she looked down at the blank page and back up at Mina. “But I want you to draw it…” she whispered.

Mina exhaled in defeat. “Okay, okay,” she said quickly, patting the space beside her. “Sit down. Let’s try.”

The girl beamed and sat beside her, passing the paper and crayons. Mina stared at the page, trying to remember what butterflies even looked like. With slow, awkward strokes, she started sketching out a rounded body and two pairs of lopsided wings. It looked more like a potato with four ears than a butterfly, but she kept going, tongue poking out in focus as she added curly antennae and a smiley face for flair.

The little girl gasped with delight. “It’s so pretty!” she squealed, already grabbing the crayons to fill it in with bold pink and yellow.

Mina looked at her handiwork, a weirdly charming, uneven butterfly, and then at the child, who was humming happily as she colored. Something fluttered in Mina’s chest.

Across the room, Nayeon had seen it all. She leaned her hip against a table, watching with a soft smile as Mina crouched beside the little girl, offering her a crayon and pointing to the wings like she was proud of her own creation.

Then, with the kind of pride only a five-year-old could carry, the girl stood and paraded the drawing around the room, beaming. "Teacher drew this for me!” she declared, her voice full of wonder. The other children gathered quickly, crowding around the vibrant, uneven butterfly as if it were a museum piece.

A chorus of “Wow!” and “I want one too!” filled the room.

In an instant, Mina’s corner was swarmed. Children clustered around her, each one holding out papers, crayons, and big, pleading eyes. They tugged at her sleeves and bombarded her with requests of cats, lions, unicorns, dinosaurs. A zoo of imagination.

Mina blinked, overwhelmed, but then she caught Nayeon’s gaze through the chaos.

Nayeon hadn’t moved. She was still leaning against the table, but her smile had grown. There was admiration there, and affection, and something a little softer, something that made Mina’s chest feel warm. Nayeon winked, then nodded toward the children, as if to say, You’ve got this.

Mina giggled under her breath and gave a little shrug, surrendering to the joyful madness. If Nayeon was watching, she was going to give her a show. With a playful smile, Mina grabbed another piece of paper and looked at the next child. “Alright,” she said, lifting a crayon like a wand, “who’s next?”

The kids cheered, and Mina got to work, drawing the most crooked yet charming tiger the world had ever seen.

…

Nayeon had taught three full classrooms that day. Nearly ninety kindergarteners in total. Mina hadn’t expected to be anywhere near that many children in her lifetime, let alone all at once. But there she was, moving from class to class, supporting Nayeon however she could. It was exhausting, physically and mentally, yet as the day wrapped up and the candy bags were handed out, something shifted inside her.

Children hugged Nayeon tightly, clung to her legs, whispered that they loved her, and even begged to take her home. Their affection was pure and overwhelming, and watching it unfold made Mina feel... proud. Somehow, despite the chaos, the noise, and her aching back, Mina was genuinely happy. She didn’t know why exactly she managed to survive the whirlwind of a day. Maybe it was endurance, maybe it was Nayeon's smile, but in that moment, she was glad she did.

As the sun dipped low in the sky, Mina drove Nayeon home. They grabbed a quick dinner on the way, eating quietly in the car, both too tired for much conversation. When they finally pulled up in front of Nayeon's apartment, Mina was the first to move. She hopped out, circled the car, and opened the passenger door with a small smile.

“Come on, teacher,” Mina said teasingly.

Nayeon laughed weakly and let Mina help with her bags. Together, they walked into the apartment. Once inside, Nayeon paused in the living room, glancing around like she was finally letting herself breathe.

“Thank you, Mina,” Nayeon said softly.

Mina placed the bags gently on the couch and stepped closer. “Anything for you,” she replied, her voice quiet but sure.

Nayeon giggled, her weight shifting nervously from one foot to the other. She looked up at Mina, hesitated for half a second, and then leaned in to place a gentle kiss on her cheek. Her lips brushed lightly against Mina’s skin as she whispered, “Really... thank you for being here today.”

Mina’s eyes widened, a flush creeping up her cheeks. Her smile was shy but undeniably touched. “You’re welcome,” she murmured.

And then, Nayeon leaned in again, slower this time, and pressed her lips softly to Mina’s.

It started as a gentle brush. Mina’s breath hitched as her eyes fluttered closed, her hand instinctively finding Nayeon’s waist, fingers curling slightly into the soft fabric of her shirt. Nayeon responded by stepping in closer, her hands finding Mina’s arms, holding on like the day had finally settled into something still and safe.

The kiss deepened lightly. Nayeon’s lips were warm, sweet, and slightly parted. Mina kissed her again, this time with more certainty, her free hand rising to gently cup the side of Nayeon’s neck.

Nayeon sighed softly into her mouth, and the sound sent a soft thrill down Mina’s spine.

When they finally pulled apart, it was only by a few inches. Their foreheads rested together, breathing slightly heavier, eyes still half-closed as if waking from a dream.

Mina let out a small, breathy laugh. “Was that... a thank you kiss?”

Nayeon opened her eyes slowly and smiled, her voice barely above a whisper. “That was a ‘please stay longer.’”

Mina smiled, brushing her thumb lightly across Nayeon’s cheek. “I can do that.”

The next day, as the last bell rang and the children filed out with their backpacks, Nayeon stood by the classroom door, her eyes instinctively scanning the small crowd of parents and guardians outside. She expected to see Mina waiting, but instead, her eyes landed on someone else.

“Mrs. Yoo?” Nayeon blinked in surprise.

Tzuyu spotted her mom first and squealed with delight. “Mommy!”

She ran straight into Jihyo’s arms, wrapping her tiny hands around her waist. Jihyo crouched down, hugging her tightly before helping her with her backpack. Nayeon stepped out of the classroom, waving at her with a smile.

“Hey, Jihyo—I mean, Mrs. Yoo,” she corrected quickly.

Jihyo chuckled as she stood. “Hi, Nayeon.” She adjusted Tzuyu’s bag on her shoulder and returned the smile warmly.

“I thought Mina would pick her up today,” Nayeon said, looking over Jihyo’s shoulder, still half-expecting Mina to emerge from somewhere.

“Work,” Jihyo stated. “Maybe some client stuff. I can give her a call if you want.”

Nayeon exhaled and crossed her arms lightly. “That’s the thing... she left her phone at my apartment this morning.”

Jihyo blinked, pausing mid-adjustment of Tzuyu’s bag. “Wait. This morning?”

Nayeon gave a sheepish little nod, brushing her hair behind her ear. “Yeah... she stayed over last night.”

Jihyo raised her brows, the corners of her mouth quirking with barely contained curiosity. “She slept over at your place?”

Nayeon immediately shook her head. “It’s not what you think. We didn’t—nothing happened like that.” She looked around instinctively, then leaned a little closer. “She helped out the entire day at the charity event with the kids. She was so tired, and I didn’t want her driving home half-asleep, so I offered.”

Jihyo gave her a long, amused look. “So she stayed the night. At your place. After spending the entire day with a horde of children?”

“Well… yeah,” Nayeon replied. “She was actually really sweet with them. She helped them with drawings and colors, calmed down a few tantrums, and even let a girl sit on her lap during story time. I think she kind of enjoyed it.”

That made Jihyo laugh. A full, surprised laugh that echoed in the hallway.

Nayeon blinked at her, confused. “What’s so funny?”

“You don’t get it,” Jihyo said, still chuckling as she glanced down at Tzuyu, who was now preoccupied with making faces with her classmate. “Mina hates kids.”

“What?” Nayeon smiled confusedly.

“I mean it,” Jihyo insisted, grinning now. “She’d rather stand under the sun the whole day than spend an hour with noisy toddlers. Do you know that she panics when Tzuyu cries and bribes her with toys so she doesn’t have to deal with tantrums? The only reason she spoils Tzuyu is because she’s terrified of handling her meltdowns.”

Nayeon blinked, her mouth parting in surprise.

“Don’t get me wrong—she loves Tzuyu,” Jihyo added quickly. “But she’s not comfortable around other kids. She freezes when they scream and gets awkward when they ask for attention. So if she stuck around a room full of screaming preschoolers for an entire day? That’s not just helping out. That's practically a sacrifice.”

Nayeon’s cheeks turned pink as realization dawned on her. “She really did that... just for me?”

Jihyo smirked and nodded. “Oh, absolutely. Mina must really, really like you.”

Nayeon felt something flutter in her chest. A soft warmth that made her look down and smile to herself.

“She didn’t complain once,” Nayeon murmured.

“I know, she wouldn’t,” Jihyo said knowingly. “Not if it meant being with you.”

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The routine had always been simple: Mina would pick up Tzuyu after school and drive her home. But these days it was different. It wasn’t just Tzuyu occupying the backseat. Nayeon was there too, sitting on the passenger side, humming softly along with the radio. The usual small talk and laughter between Mina and Nayeon while Tzuyu sat quietly in the back after her long day at school.

Sometimes they made a detour, stopping at the convenience store for Tzuyu’s snacks. Sometimes fruit gummies, a small chocolate bar, or the fruit soda. Tzuyu would hop out of the car excitedly, dragging her little bag of treats as Mina held the door for her, while Nayeon’s eyes would flicker between the child and Mina, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

When they arrived at her sister's house, Mina would take Tzuyu's bag and hand and walk her to the front door, watching as she waved cheerfully at Nayeon before slipping inside. Nayeon always waved back, her gaze lingering on Mina as she walked back into the car.

Mina would drive Nayeon to her place. It now became a routine for them. It always made Mina laugh because before Nayeon wouldn't even want to give her address, and now she was comfortable enough to let Mina drop her off at home, and sometimes Mina stays for a quick makeout session before heading back to her own place.

…

Mina stopped in front of Nayeon’s building and practically jumped out of the car, grabbing Nayeon’s things from the backseat before she could even unbuckle her seatbelt. Nayeon laughed, snatching her bag from Mina’s arm with a playful tug.

“Give it to me,” she said, grinning. “I’ll get the keys.”

Mina chuckled and let her take the bag while she slung Nayeon’s other bag over her shoulder. She followed her inside as if she owned the place, carrying the bags to Nayeon’s room before wandering into the kitchen. Nayeon was standing in front of the fridge, scanning its contents.

“Are we cooking tonight?” Mina asked, leaning casually against the counter.

Nayeon straightened, lifting a brow at her. “We?” she laughed, her tone teasing. “You’re really acting like this is your house.”

Mina grinned, stepping closer. “What? It’s not like we’re not going to live together anytime soon.” Without warning, she scooped Nayeon up at the waist, spinning her slightly before pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

“You think we’ll end up together?” Nayeon asked, raising an eyebrow, her arms wrapping around Mina’s neck.

Mina’s grin deepened, her eyes sparkling with affection. “You wouldn’t want that?”

"We're not even together yet," Nayeon teased.

Mina chuckled, her grip on Nayeon tightening slightly. "Yet," she replied playfully.

Nayeon giggled, warmth spreading through her chest. “Meh.”

Mina scowled, mock offense flickering across her face. “What do you mean, meh?”

Nayeon giggled at her reaction, pushing her away playfully. Mina only tightened her hold, letting her laugh fill the kitchen as she held her close, their teasing and warmth colliding in one connection.

Nayeon tried to squirm free, but Mina’s arms were firm around her waist, holding her close. “Mina, let go!” she protested, though the laughter in her voice betrayed how much she didn’t want to escape.

“Not a chance,” Mina said, nuzzling her nose against Nayeon neck. “You’re stuck with me for at least five minutes.”

Nayeon rolled her eyes dramatically, but her fingers found their way to Mina’s shoulders, tugging gently. “Fine, five minutes,” she conceded, her grin softening. “But then we’re cooking.”

Mina tilted her head, her eyes locking onto Nayeon’s. “Cooking can wait,” she murmured, her voice low, teasing, and full of affection.

Mina leaned in, capturing Nayeon’s lips in a slow kiss that deepened with each second. Her hands rested lightly on Nayeon’s waist, holding her close as their breaths mingled. Nayeon’s arms curled around Mina’s neck, pulling her in.

Mina tilted her head, pressing a soft, teasing pressure with her lips, letting her tongue trace Nayeon’s bottom lip before brushing against hers. Nayeon’s fingers threaded into Mina’s hair, tugging gently, urging her closer. The kiss continued on, tender but fierce, their bodies swaying slightly against each other, as Mina pressed Nayeon against the kitchen counter.

Finally, Nayeon pulled back slightly, her forehead resting against Mina’s, her breath dry and warm. “Mina…” she murmured, voice soft but firm, a smile drawing at her lips. “We need to cook dinner. Otherwise, we’ll be starving, and I'll scold you."

Mina chuckled, letting her forehead drop against Nayeon’s. “We can just order takeout instead. I don’t think I can focus on cooking right now.” She started to lean in again.

Nayeon laughed softly, but a groan escaped her lips as she reluctantly pushed Mina away. "We've been eating takeout too often this week. Let's make something and save up some money."

Mina sighed dramatically as she let go of Nayeon. “Fine, fine. You win.”

Nayeon grinned triumphantly, grabbing a cutting board from the counter. “See? I told you. Now, help me with the veggies at least.”

Mina rolled her eyes but couldn’t suppress the small smile tugging at her lips. “Alright, alright."

Tzuyu had started to notice a pattern. Her auntie Mina and her favorite teacher, Nayeon, seemed to spend an awful lot of time together lately. At first, she thought it was fun. Two of her favorite people in the same place. But sometimes, Tzuyu would pout and cross her arms, upset that Mina chose to be with Nayeon instead of bringing her along. Other times, she’d tug on her mom’s sleeve and ask to call her auntie because she wanted to be with her teacher Nayeon. Sometimes, she would just ask her mama to bring her to her aunt's house unannounced.

Mina was happy that her niece had a strong bond with Nayeon. It warmed her heart to see Tzuyu’s face light up every time she saw them together. Sometimes the three of them would stop by McDonald’s for burgers and fries; other times, they’d head to the park and take turns pushing Tzuyu on the swings until her laughter filled the air. On lazy weekends, they’d curl up on the couch, watching movies or singing along to Dora, voices overlapping in a messy but joyful chorus.

But sometimes it was too much. Like that day.

A Disney movie flickered across the TV screen, soft colors dancing on the walls of Mina's cozy living room. It was their third movie of the day, and Tzuyu was still not tired, nestled comfortably on Nayeon’s lap. Nayeon absentmindedly ran her fingers through the little girl’s hair, humming along to the soundtrack, her laughter spilling out whenever Tzuyu giggled at the screen.

Mina sat beside them, her body sinking into the couch cushions, trying to mask the sigh that threatened to escape her lips. She prayed desperately for Tzuyu to fall asleep soon, or at least get tired enough for her sister to call and pick her up. Because Mina needed this. She needed Nayeon.

After the week she’d had, long hours, endless meetings, and the kind of exhaustion that seeps into your bones that she wanted most was to curl up in bed with Nayeon’s warmth pressed against her, to let the weight of the world slip away between Nayeon's lips and her gentle touch. Not with a five-year-old sprawled across Nayeon’s lap, giggling at cartoon sidekicks.

“Teacher Nayeon,” Tzuyu suddenly mumbled, her head tipping back against Nayeon’s chest. “I’m hungry.”

Nayeon chuckled softly, brushing a loose strand of hair from Tzuyu’s face. “Hungry, huh? Do you want popcorn or fries?”

“Can I have some fries, please?” Tzuyu asked, her big puppy eyes blinking up at her favorite teacher.

Nayeon’s lips curved into a warm smile. “Alright, sweetheart. Stay here, okay?” She carefully shifted Tzuyu off her lap and stood, stretching slightly before heading toward the kitchen.

Mina’s gaze followed her every movement, every soft sway of her hips as she disappeared around the corner. She turned her eyes back to Tzuyu, who was already focused on the bright colors flashing across the screen. The sound of cupboards opening and closing drifted from the kitchen. The faint hum of Nayeon moving around was enough for Mina to follow Nayeon to the kitchen.

Quietly, Mina rose from the couch and padded toward the kitchen, her footsteps soft against the floor. She stopped in the hallway, taking in the sight of Nayeon standing at the counter of her own apartment, sleeves pushed up, humming under her breath as she poured fries into the pan. It was a comforting scene that Mina wished she could see every day.

She moved closer until she was right behind her. Without a word, Mina slipped her arms around Nayeon’s waist, pressing her front against Nayeon's back.

Nayeon startled, letting out a quiet gasp before a soft laugh escaped her lips. “Mina,” she whispered, a smile curling as her hands stilled over the pan. “What are you doing? Tzuyu is right there in the living room.”

“I know,” Mina murmured against her ear. She pressed her forehead to the curve of Nayeon’s shoulder, breathing in her scent. “Just… missed you.”

Nayeon’s body softened in her arms, hugging Mina's arms around her. “You’re annoying,” she whispered, a small chuckle escaping as she reached to lower the heat on the stove. “If Tzuyu sees us—”

“She’s busy watching her movie,” Mina cut in, tightening her hold just a little, her lips brushing the shell of Nayeon’s ear. “Please, just for a second.”

Nayeon’s laugh was still on her lips when Mina gently gripped her waist and turned her around. The movement was intentional, and Nayeon barely had time to catch her breath before Mina’s mouth captured hers.

It was a longing kiss. Mina captured Nayeon's lips with a statement of how much she missed her. Her hands sliding from Nayeon's waist to her back. Nayeon briefly responded to Mina's kiss with one hand squeezing her shoulder and the other resting on the back of Mina's neck.

The movie wasn't heard anymore, and the quiet sizzle of the pan faded into the background as Mina deepened the kiss, pressing her closer until Nayeon’s back touched the edge of the counter. Her hands slid down Nayeon’s sides, curling possessively at her hips, thumbs tracing slow circles over warm skin through her shirt.

Nayeon let out a muffled sound as her mouth opened for Mina's tongue to explore before her fingers curled at Mina's shirt. Mina tilted her head, pushing Nayeon’s lips apart, tasting the faint sweetness of her mouth. Her tongue teased lightly, then pressed deeper, and Nayeon leaned back on the counter for better leverage, a soft gasp escaping her lips.

Mina kissed her like they hadn't seen each other for a year, and Nayeon kissed back with the same passion, matching Mina's eagerness as her hand slid up and cut Mina's jaw.

The sound of their lips meeting echoed softly in the kitchen, mingling with the frying pan and their breaths. Mina shifted closer until their bodies fit perfectly together, her hips pinning Nayeon gently against the counter. The kiss slowed down before Mina pulled Nayeon's lower lip between her teeth, tugging lightly, making Nayeon let out a tiny gasp.

“Mina…” Nayeon whispered when Mina finally pulled back an inch. “We can’t… Tzuyu—”

Mina silenced her with her lips dipping on her neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses along her skin.

"She's busy watching," she murmured huskily against Nayeon's ear. “God, you smell so good…” Her hands slid lower, fingers brushing the hem of Nayeon’s shirt, pulling it up just slightly as her mouth wandered to that sensitive spot right beneath her ear.

“Mina—” Nayeon tried again, but it came out as a broken sigh when Mina sucked gently on her neck. Her grip on Mina’s shirt tightened as she closed her eyes, giving in to the sensation.

“Mina…” she breathed, her voice trembling. “If you keep doing that…”

“Then what?” Mina murmured, lips ghosting over Nayeon’s ear now. Her warm breath sent chills down Nayeon’s nerves. “Tell me, Nayeon… what happens if I don’t stop?”

Nayeon’s knees nearly gave out. She swallowed hard, her heart racing as Mina pressed one last slow kiss to her collarbone and lifted her head to kiss her again.

“Teacher Nayeon? Are my fries ready?” Tzuyu’s tiny voice rang from the doorway. “Auntie Mina, what are you doing?”

Both women froze, lips barely an inch apart, their breaths still mingling. Their eyes widened like guilty teenagers caught in the act. In an instant, Mina dropped her hands from Nayeon’s waist, and they scrambled apart, faces flushed and hearts racing.

Nayeon spun back toward the fryer, pretending to be deeply invested in the sizzling oil as if she hadn’t just been moments away from making out on the kitchen counter.

“I—I was just…” Mina’s voice cracked slightly as she fumbled for an excuse, forcing a bright smile in Tzuyu’s direction. “Checking if Teacher Nayeon was… breathing properly.”

Tzuyu blinked, tilting her head with an amusing look of suspicion. “Were you kissing?”

Mina choked on her own saliva, waving her hands frantically. “N-no! Of course not! I was… uh…” She reached for the first thing that came to mind. “Tasting Nayeon’s lip gloss—Ow!”

Nayeon’s foot connected sharply with Mina’s shin under the counter. Mina bit back a yelp, peering at her in betrayal.

“Tasting lip gloss?” Tzuyu repeated, squinting like a tiny detective. “Why would you do that?”

Mina opened her mouth, completely out of excuses now, but Nayeon stepped in smoothly, her tone calm and reassuring as if nothing had happened.

“Your fries are ready, sweetheart,” Nayeon said, her smile warm but her eyes flicking a warning at Mina. “Let me just plate them for you.”

Tzuyu didn’t look convinced. She stared at them for a beat longer before muttering, “My mommy told me that we kiss someone because we love them."

Mina froze. Her cheeks burned so hot she thought they might explode on the spot. Her throat felt dry as she turned toward Nayeon, silently begging for rescue. But Nayeon, ever calm and infuriatingly composed, was patting oil off the fries with a smirk tugging at her lips.

"Well…" Mina started with a nervous laugh, trying to find the right words.

“Do you love Teacher Nayeon, Auntie Mina?” Tzuyu asked again, tilting her head, her big brown eyes wide and unblinking.

Mina’s breath hitched. Words scrambled in her head, colliding with each other and making no sense at all to answer a five-year-old girl. “I—uh—what? Tzuyu, why are you…?” She shot another desperate glance at Nayeon, who only shrugged like this was the most entertaining thing.

“If you don’t love her,” Tzuyu continued innocently, “then why were you kissing her?”

Nayeon's laughter filled the room as she watched the unfolding conversation between Mina and Tzuyu.

"Of course, I love her. She's my… friend?" Mina stuttered, unsure of how to explain her relationship with Nayeon to a five-year-old.

That earned a full, joyful laugh from Nayeon, who was now biting her lip to keep from teasing further. Mina shot her a death glare, which only made Nayeon laugh harder.

Then Tzuyu turned those big, earnest eyes toward Nayeon. “Do you love my Auntie Mina, Teacher Nayeon?”

Nayeon's giggles disappeared, widening her eyes at the sudden question from Tzuyu. She exchanged a quick glance with Mina before replying, "Yes, Tzuyu, we're… friends."

But Tzuyu wasn’t finished. She frowned slightly, confusion wrinkling her little brow. “But Mommy said we can’t kiss friends on the lips. We only kiss our one true love."

The silence that followed was unsettling. Mina’s heart thudded painfully in her chest, and she could see the way Nayeon’s fingers tightened slightly around the plate of fries.

Mina opened her mouth, then closed it, panic clawing at her throat. She could laugh it off. She could make a joke. She could just say anything.

“I—” Mina's voice cracked. She swallowed hard, her palms sweaty against her jeans. Tzuyu’s wide, innocent eyes blinked up at her impatiently. Nayeon’s gaze was heavier, piercing through the side of her head.

Screw it.

“I do,” Mina blurted out, the words tumbling out before she could stop them. “I—I love her. I love Teacher Nayeon."

Tzuyu’s face lit up with a bright, toothy grin. "Yay!" she squealed, clapping her little hands.

Mina, on the other hand, wanted the ground to swallow her whole. She stood frozen, eyes darting to Nayeon, who was staring at her with an expression Mina couldn’t read as good or bad. Wide-eyed, lips parted, like she’d just been hit by a storm.

Finally, Nayeon set the plate of fries on the counter gently. She whispered, “Mina… what did you just say?”

Mina’s throat went dry. There was no taking it back now. “I—I love you, Nayeon.” Her voice shook from the shyness, but her heart felt lighter with the truth finally out in the open. “I’ve been trying to keep it in, but—” She glanced at Tzuyu, who was still grinning from ear to ear. “Apparently, this little girl always says unexpected things."

Slowly, a smile curved on Nayeon’s lips. A beautiful, devastating smile. “You're so stupid!"

Tzuyu came running and hugged the two women by their legs. "I love Teacher Nayeon, too."

Nayeon and Mina laughed as they patted the hair of the excited little girl.

Before Mina could say another word, Tzuyu jumped up cheerfully, kicking her little legs. “Does that mean you’re gonna marry Teacher Nayeon, Auntie Mina?”

Mina almost choked on air. “T-Tzuyu—”

But Nayeon suddenly laughed, bright and breathless, and the sound hit Mina like sunshine breaking through a hurricane. Nayeon reached for the plate of fries and handed them to the five-year-old.

“Eat your fries, Tzuyu,” Nayeon teased softly.

Tzuyu giggled, stuffing a fry into her mouth, carrying the plate of fries towards the living room.

Mina forced herself to breathe, her hands curling into fists at her sides as she watched Nayeon move gracefully around the counter. She wanted to ask and wanted to know what Nayeon was thinking, what that look in her eyes meant.

“Nayeon…?”

Nayeon turned then, meeting her gaze, and Mina swore her heart stopped. It was warm, fierce, and tender. It made her dizzy.

But instead of speaking, Nayeon simply smiled and said, “We’ll talk later.”

The talk did not happen. Because the moment Tzuyu got picked up by Jeongyeon and Jihyo, she was asleep in the bedroom from exhaustion.

Their intimacy grew quietly in unspoken ways. Days turned into weeks, and their connection deepened in peace. It became casual for them. Mina would sometimes lean in for a kiss, and Nayeon would return it with a gentle touch. Nayeon sometimes curls into her arms, asking for a cuddle. It was tender, pure affection wrapped in the safety of touch.

It was never rushed, never demanding. Nayeon, too, had her own requests when she was tired. She would give Mina her best puppy dog stare when she was about to leave and ask if she could stay over for the night so that she could have someone to hold onto until she fell asleep. Mina would sometimes take Nayeon to her place just to sleep and fill her room with Nayeon's scent.

But it never went further than that. Maybe because Mina didn’t know where the lines were. She was unsure if Nayeon was comfortable taking things further. Plus, since that day in the kitchen, since her own trembling confession, Nayeon had never spoken about her feelings. Mina told herself it was enough. The kisses, the cuddles, and the sleepover. But she wanted assurance as well.

Nayeon had a low alcohol tolerance. Two cans of beer was all it took for her cheeks to turn crimson and her words to soften around the edges. Her laughter came easier, and her shoulders loosened.

Tonight was no different. They sat on Mina’s couch, the faint glow of the lamp casting long shadows across the room, an empty can already discarded on the coffee table while Nayeon nursed her second. She giggled at something the movie said though Mina wasn’t sure if it was actually funny or if the alcohol was doing the heavy lifting. Her lips were curved in that gentle smile that always made Mina want to kiss her senseless.

“You’re already red,” Mina teased softly, watching Nayeon tuck her hair behind her ear.

Nayeon blinked at her, a pout forming. “I am not that drunk," she protested, her words dragging slightly.

“You’ve had two cans, Nayeon,” Mina said with a chuckle, shaking her head. “You really can’t handle alcohol, can you?”

Nayeon only hummed, sinking deeper into the couch, her gaze sliding to Mina. Her eyes, warm and slightly glassy, held Mina’s in a way that made her insides soft. For a long, quiet moment, neither of them spoke. The faint sound of dialogue from the movie played in the background, but Mina couldn’t hear a single word of it. All she could hear was her own heartbeat pounding in her ears.

Her throat felt tight. The words slipped out before she could stop them. “You’re beautiful, Nayeon.”

The room seemed to go still, the glow of the TV painting Nayeon’s already pink cheeks. Her lips parted slightly, eyes widening in surprise—then curling into a sly smile as a shy giggle escaped her. “I know,” she replied, her tone soft but teasing.

Mina blinked, caught off guard. She wasn’t expecting that answer or the confidence laced with Nayeon’s drunken sweetness. Mina’s laugh came out shaky, her face heating. “You really are something else.”

Nayeon tilted her head, cheeks flushed deeper now, her eyes sparkling with mischief mixed with vulnerability. “You think I don't know that?” she whispered, her voice dipping into playfulness. "You wouldn't be chasing me around if I were not beautiful."

Mina stared at her for a beat, utterly disarmed. Then a laugh bubbled out of her, light and breathless. “You drive me crazy," she murmured, shaking her head.

Before Nayeon could toss another teasing remark, Mina leaned in, closing the space between them. Her lips pressed gently against Nayeon’s, silencing any words that might have followed. Nayeon didn’t move away. She stilled, her breath catching in her throat, lips parting ever so slightly, inviting Mina closer. And then Mina closed the distance with their thighs pressing together on the couch.

Mouths opened, and their tongues teased the edges of their lips. It tasted like beer and something sweet.

Head tilting, Mina breathed in and invaded Nayeon's mouth with her tongue. Nayeon responded eagerly, hand tightened against Mina’s neck, fingers tingling slightly as she pulled her in. The kiss got hot and hungry until Nayeon felt the world tilting. Not from the alcohol, but from Mina’s weight pressing against her.

Without breaking the kiss, Mina shifted, one knee sinking into the couch as she urged Nayeon backward. Nayeon gave a soft gasp against her lips, the sound swallowed when Mina claimed her mouth again, firmer this time.

The cushions dipped as Nayeon lay back fully. Mina hovered above her, braced on one arm, her body caging Nayeon. Their bodies fit together perfectly, and their chests pressed against each other. Their mouths moved in perfect chaos. Tongues tangling, lips bruising softly, tasting each other's mouth.

Mina nipped at Nayeon’s bottom lip, earning a muffled whimper. Her kisses slid under Nayeon's jawline, trailing down her neck as Nayeon gave her access by tilting her head to the side, exposing more of her skin to Mina's hungry lips.

Mina's hand pressed on Nayeon's side, fingers digging into her skin. Lips sucked a specific spot, and it got Nayeon grinding against her leg. It was hot and intense. Mina felt a surge of desire coursing through her, and she continued to assault Nayeon's neck with firm kisses until they were grinding in each other's legs.

Nayeon’s breath hitched with every pull of Mina’s lips against her skin, the sting of each kiss triggering fires low in her belly. Her fingers clutched at Mina’s shoulders, looking for something to hold as the heat between them built, wild and unstoppable.

“M-Mina…” Her voice cracked.

That sound. God, it nearly undid Mina. Her lips left another dark mark along Nayeon’s throat, her tongue brushing lightly against the curve of her jaw. Their hips rocked in sync, friction growing where their thighs twisted, every movement pulling another broken sound from Nayeon’s lips.

Mina’s free hand slid up, grazing Nayeon’s waist, feeling the goosebumps against her skin. Her fingertips trailed under the hem of Nayeon’s shirt, brushing against the bare warmth under it, and Nayeon gasped.

Mina returned to claim Nayeon's mouth. The kiss turned feverish, teeth bumping and tongue darting in a desperate flick. Mina's fingers spread against Nayeon's skin; it bumped above her ribcage. Nayeon shivered at the touch, her breath stuttering into Mina’s mouth as those fingers splayed wider.

A soft moan escaped her lips, and Mina swallowed it with another kiss. Their tongues tangled, the taste of beer cutting between them but sweetened by the soft, needy sounds Nayeon made.

The couch creaked as Mina shifted, pressing her thigh securely between Nayeon’s legs. The friction pulled a gasp from her, sharp and helpless, her hips rolling instinctively against Mina’s leg. Mina felt it. God, she felt it and a low groan rumbled from her throat, vibrating against Nayeon’s lips.

Her hand slid higher, fingers tracing the curve of Nayeon’s side until her thumb brushed dangerously close to the swell of her breast. Nayeon arched into the touch without thinking, chest rising to meet Mina’s palm.

The kiss broke just long enough for Mina to look at her, lips red and swollen.

"Wait, Mina," Nayeon whispered, her voice barely audible. "I don't think we should be doing this."

"What's wrong?" Mina paused, her eyes searching Nayeon's face for any sign of uncertainty.

Despite the warmth of their bodies and the magnetic pull of their cores, they stopped.

Nayeon's eyes flickered with a mix of desire and hesitation, her breathing shallow. "I just... I don't want to rush things," she finally admitted, her fingers curling on Mina's cheek. "I want for us to be official first before we take this step."

Mina smiled and captured Nayeon's lip with a gentle kiss. "Can you be my girlfriend now?"

Nayeon gasped, pushing Mina away. "So, you're just asking me that because you want to take things to the next level?" She curled an eyebrow, evidently offended.

Mina blinked, stunned by the sudden shift in tone. Her mouth opened, then closed again as guilt flashed across her face. “What? No! That’s not why I asked,” she said quickly, sitting back slightly to give Nayeon space.

Nayeon sat up as well, crossing her arms over her chest. "Why are you asking now when we're in the middle of almost having sex?"

"I—I was just," Mina's chest tightened. "It was hot. I was caught up in the moment, and you were so incredibly sexy."

Mina’s words hung in the air like a blade, sharp enough to cut through Nayeon's chest. Nayeon’s eyes widened, her lips parting in shock. “Wow,” she said, her voice cold and trembling with controlled anger. “So that’s it? You’re telling me you asked me to be your girlfriend because I looked ‘sexy’ in the moment?”

Mina froze, panic crashing over her. “No, Nayeon—please, that’s not what I meant,” she stammered, reaching out, but Nayeon shifted back, out of reach.

“It sounded pretty clear to me.” Nayeon’s words were sharp now, each syllable like a slap. Her arms stayed tightly crossed, her flushed cheeks now burning with hurt instead of desire. She stood abruptly, the cushions dipping as her weight left the couch.

Mina scrambled to her feet, heart pounding. “I’m sorry! I worded it wrong,” she said, desperation edging her voice. “I didn’t mean it like that. I asked because I care about you, Nayeon. I’ve wanted this for so long—”

“Enough, Mina.” The finality in Nayeon’s tone silenced her. Nayeon’s hand trembled slightly as she pushed her hair back, avoiding Mina’s eyes. “I can’t… not right now.” Her voice cracked just enough to betray the storm raging beneath her calm mask.

Mina opened her mouth to say something, but the look on Nayeon’s face was shuttered, and it made her chest ache. She swallowed hard, guilt pressing like a weight on her lungs. “Nayeon…” she whispered, but the other woman was already walking away from the couch.

“I’m going to bed.” Nayeon’s voice was quiet now, clear of disappointment, and that hurt even more. She disappeared down the short hallway without another glance, leaving Mina sitting on the couch with the movie still playing and the ghost of Nayeon’s warmth still clinging to her lips.

The bedroom door clicked.

Mina sank back onto the couch, running a trembling hand through her hair as regret chewed at her. She gripped her hair and let out a shaky breath.

Morning sunlight spilled through the thin curtains, warming Mina’s face and pulling her from a restless sleep. Her body ached from the awkward position she’d fallen asleep in, curled up on the couch with a small blanket she found somewhere covering her legs. She blinked against the brightness, her mind foggy with the memory of last night. The kisses, the heat, and then the crash of cold words that shattered everything.

Her chest tightened.

The faint clinking of utensils drifted from the dining area. Mina pushed herself upright slowly, heart thudding when her eyes landed on Nayeon sitting at the table, dressed in her oversized T-shirt and shorts. Her hair was in a bun. She quietly ate from a plate of scrambled eggs and toast. She didn’t look up, even when Mina shifted and the couch creaked softly.

Mina’s throat felt dry as she reached for her phone on the coffee table, just to give her hands something to do. A quick glance told her it was almost 9 a.m.

Nayeon finally spoke without lifting her gaze. “There’s extra toast if you’re hungry.”

Her voice was calm, and that bothered her even more.

“Thanks. Good morning,” Mina said softly, standing slowly, stretching her limbs to shake off the stiffness from sleeping on the couch. She hesitated for a second, then walked toward the kitchen.

She poured herself a glass of water and plated her scrambled eggs and toast. Nayeon was sipping coffee, her eyes fixed on her phone. Mina sat across from her with her fork in hand.

“I’m sorry about last night,” Mina said quietly, forcing the words past the tightness in her chest. She looked at Nayeon, hoping for anything, but the other woman didn’t meet her eyes.

“Eat your breakfast,” Nayeon replied, her tone clipped.

Mina’s appetite evaporated. She set the fork down and clasped her hands in front of her, fingers moving slightly. “Nayeon… I really didn’t mean it like that. I wasn’t asking because of the heat of the moment. I meant it—I want you. Not just for a night, but for every day after.”

That finally made Nayeon look at her. Her eyes were sharp and guarded, but beneath that… there was disappointment. “Finish your breakfast and drop me off at my apartment."

"It's too early to leave," Mina said with a pout.

Nayeon’s jaw tightened, and she slowly pushed her coffee cup away. When her eyes met Mina’s again, the softness Mina always adored was nowhere to be found.

“Early or not, I want to go home,” Nayeon said flatly, pushing her chair back. The screech of wood against tile made Mina shudder.

Mina’s heart sank as she scrambled for words. “Nayeon, please… don’t shut me out like this.”

Nayeon stood, arms crossing tightly over her chest as she looked down at Mina. “What did you expect me to do? Laugh it off? Pretend it didn’t sound like you only asked me out because you wanted to have sex with me?” Her voice wasn’t loud, but it hit harder than a gunshot.

Mina rose from her chair too, closing the distance just a little, her hand reaching but barely touching Nayeon's arm. “That’s not what I meant. I swear, Nayeon, that’s not what this is for me. I’ve liked you for so long. I even confessed that I love you."

Nayeon’s expression moved, but only for a heartbeat before it hardened again. “Then you should’ve asked it before, not when you were on top of me.” She turned away, walking toward the bedroom.

Mina followed a few steps, panic flooding her veins. “I’m sorry. God, I’m so sorry. Please, just… don’t leave like this. Can we at least talk?”

"There's nothing to talk about." Nayeon didn’t look back. "You said what you said."

“That’s not fair,” Mina argued. Her heart pounded in her ears as she stepped closer.

“I’m taking a shower,” Nayeon muttered coldly. “Don’t follow me.”

The car drive was silent. Even the radio was unable to break the tension between them. Nayeon kept her focus on the road, sometimes on her phone, just not on Mina. The drive felt longer than usual before they reached their destination.

Nayeon unbuckled her seatbelt, and Mina reached to hold her hand. "Nayeon…"

Nayeon sighed as she looked up to Mina. "What?"

"I'm sorry," Mina said softly, her eyes pleading for forgiveness.

Nayeon's expression softened slightly as she glanced at Mina's guilty face. "I just need some space right now," she replied.

"I love you," Mina whispered, her voice filled with regret.

She wasn’t saying it to win an argument or to soothe her own guilt. She was saying it because she needed Nayeon to know and needed her to understand the depth of what Mina felt. She wasn’t ready to watch Nayeon walk away, not when the situation felt like Nayeon was slipping further from her grasp.

“I love you,” she repeated, almost inaudible this time.

“Mina…” Nayeon’s voice was barely a whisper. She closed her eyes and exhaled shakily. “You can’t just throw that out now. Not after what happened.”

“It’s not just now,” Mina insisted, her fingers pressing on Nayeon’s hand. “I’ve loved you for a long time. I just… didn’t know how to say it. Last night, I screwed up. I made it seem like it was only about that, but it’s not, Nayeon.”

Nayeon opened her eyes again, and they glistened, though no tears fell. Her lips pressed before asking, “Why does it feel like you’re saying this because you’re afraid of losing me?”

“Because I am,” Mina confessed, her voice cracking. “I don’t want to lose you because of something stupid I said. I want to make this right. Just tell me how.”

Nayeon hesitated but eventually squeezed Mina’s hand gently. The warmth of that small gesture was enough to make Mina’s chest ache with desperate hope. “You’re not going to lose me,” Nayeon said quietly, her voice tender yet laced with exhaustion.

"Then why do you have to leave?"

“I need space, Mina,” Nayeon replied softly, her voice careful, almost apologetic. Her gaze dropped to their joined hands before flicking back up. “Your chosen words… they hurt me deeply, and I need time to process everything.”

Mina shook her head slightly, panic flashing in her eyes. “Nayeon, please.”

“Mina,” Nayeon sighed, her shoulders slumping, weighed down by her own heart. “I like you. I like being with you, and I like this—us. Sometimes…” She paused, her voice softening to something so vulnerable that Mina leaned in without thinking. “…Sometimes I feel like I am so happy with you that I get these overwhelming feelings of how much I am falling in love with you.”

Mina’s lips trembled as she whispered, “Then stay. If you feel that way, why can’t you just stay?”

Nayeon turned fully to face her, eyes calm now but glistening. “Because I need space, Mina,” she said gently, though with firmness in her voice. “Not because I want to walk away from you but because I don’t want to resent you later.”

Mina blinked, stunned by the honesty in her voice. “Resent me?” she echoed, barely above a whisper.

“Yes.” Nayeon exhaled slowly, her shoulders rising and falling. “Last night… what you said, the timing of it—it made me feel like I was a checkbox you needed to tick before things went further. And I know that’s not what you meant, but Mina… it hurt. It made me question if what you feel for me is as deep as what I feel for you.”

Mina opened her mouth, but no words came. Her chest tightened painfully, her heart sinking under the weight of Nayeon’s quiet vulnerability.

“I need to clear my head,” Nayeon continued softly. “If I stay now, I’ll keep hearing that question, 'Can you be my girlfriend now?’ and wondering if it was about love or just sex. And that’s not fair to either of us.”

Mina’s hands curled in her lap as she stared down. She hated it. She hated the idea of letting her go but Nayeon’s words made sense. They always did.

Finally, Mina nodded slowly, her throat dry. “You’re right,” she murmured, the truth scraping against her pride like broken glass. She lifted her gaze, meeting Nayeon’s steady eyes. “I don’t want to hurt you. I just… I love you so much that the thought of not being near you terrifies me.”

Nayeon’s expression softened at that, her hand reaching out to cup Mina's cheek. “And I love where this is going,” she admitted in a whisper. “But for us to work, I need this space now so that later, when I come back, I can give you all of me without doubt or resentment.”

Mina’s eyes stung, but this time, she didn’t fight. She just nodded, even though her chest felt like it was caving in. “Okay,” she said softly, almost to herself. “Take the time you need.”

Nayeon gave her a small, grateful smile. "You can text me casual updates if you want," she offered.

Mina forced a smile, trying to hold back tears. "I will," she replied. "Can I kiss you?"

Nayeon hesitated for a second, then she gave a slow nod. “Okay,” she whispered.

Mina leaned in, her breath shaky, her heart pounding so loud it drowned out the noise outside. Their lips met softly, a kiss that was nothing like the intense one from last night. This one was tender and aching. Full of everything they couldn’t say and everything they still wanted. Mina’s hand slid up to cradle Nayeon’s jaw, holding her gently.

Nayeon kissed her back softly, her lips lingering like a promise. When she finally pulled away, their foreheads rested together for a beat, both of them breathing quietly.

“Thank you,” Nayeon whispered, her voice almost breaking. “For understanding.”

Mina swallowed hard, her hands curling into fists on her lap to keep from pulling her back in. “Just come back to me,” she said, her voice quivering like a prayer.

Nayeon smiled faintly, eyes shimmering. “I will,” she promised. And then, before Mina could say anything else, she slipped out of the car, her figure retreating slowly down the sidewalk.

Chapter Text

The class ended, and the parents gradually arrived, picking up their children and chatting amongst themselves as they headed toward the exit. Nayeon and Sana stood by the door, waving goodbye to their kindergarten students one by one.

As usual, Tzuyu remained at the playground with a few of her classmates, their laughter echoing as they ran around the small space. Nayeon lingered nearby, watching them while her eyes kept flicking toward the exit, waiting for someone.

Sana noticed and approached with a small smile. “Are you waiting for Mina?”

"No," Nayeon snorted softly, turning on her heel toward the small playground. She sat on a nearby bench, and Sana followed, the two teachers quietly watching the children play in the golden afternoon light.

“You know,” Sana began, her tone light and teasing, “you could just call her. She’d be here in no time.”

Nayeon giggled, fingers fidgeting in her lap.

Sana nudged her playfully with an elbow. “You miss her, don’t you?”

“I miss her,” Nayeon whispered, her gaze drifting toward Tzuyu on the playground. “I miss her so much.”

“Then why don’t you just give her a call?” Sana said softly, giving her a knowing look. “It’s been too long since you last saw each other.”

Nayeon exhaled, the weight of her words pressing through her sigh. “Almost three weeks since I ran off,” she murmured. “I don’t even know if she still wants me after all this time.”

Sana shook her head, a small chuckle slipping out. “You’re overthinking it, Nayeon. Mina’s head over heels for you.”

Nayeon looked at her, a faint flicker of hope in her eyes.

“I’m serious,” Sana said, her tone soft but certain. “If I know Mina, she’s probably out there somewhere—watching you, waiting for you to text her back first.”

“That’s totally weird,” Nayeon laughed, shaking her head.

Sana shrugged, smiling. “Maybe. But at least she respects your space.”

Nayeon chuckled, the tension in her shoulders easing a little as she nodded. “Yeah… maybe you’re right.”

Before Sana could reply, a small voice pierced the calm.

“Mommy!” Tzuyu called out, running toward a familiar figure behind the bench.

Nayeon turned quickly, her heart leaping. Only for her expression to falter when she saw Jihyo without Mina. For a moment, disappointment flickered across her face before she masked it with a polite smile.

“Hey,” Nayeon greeted warmly, standing to follow Tzuyu as the little girl ran into Jihyo’s open arms.

“Hi,” Jihyo replied with a bright smile, hugging Tzuyu tightly before brushing a strand of hair from the child’s face. “Sorry I’m late. Mina’s been busy lately. She can't pick up her niece."

At the mention of Mina’s name, Nayeon’s expression faltered for the briefest moment. Her brows lifted ever so slightly, curiosity and hesitation flickering in her eyes. She reached out to pat Tzuyu’s head as the little girl began to hum to herself; contented in her mother’s embrace, she murmured, “It’s okay."

Jihyo shifted her attention back to Nayeon, her tone softening as she studied her face. “Are you and Mina okay? I just noticed…” She hesitated, choosing her words carefully. “Mina’s been with us a lot lately. She seems… quieter than usual.”

Nayeon’s lips parted, but no words came at first. She blinked, the question catching her off guard. Her mind flickered through memories—their last conversation, Mina’s car, and the emotional exchange of words between them.

“How is she doing?” she finally asked, her voice quiet, cautious.

Jihyo’s smile faded a little. “She’s… not really okay,” she admitted, her expression softening with concern. “She always wants to be with Tzuyu, and I can tell something’s off. She’s been throwing herself into work, staying later than usual, and taking extra shifts.” She exhaled, shaking her head. “But you can see it in her eyes, you know? That she’s somewhere else entirely.”

Nayeon’s chest tightened, her gaze falling to the ground. A breeze drifted across the playground, carrying the faint laughter of the remaining children. “I didn’t mean for things to get so messy,” she said quietly. “I just needed some time to think.”

Jihyo nodded, her tone gentle but firm. “And that’s okay. Everyone needs space sometimes. But Nayeon…” She met her eyes, offering a small, understanding smile. “Mina’s happier when she’s with you. I see it every time."

Nayeon said nothing. The sounds of the playground filled the silence: Sana's laughs with the children, the creak of swings, and the patter of small footsteps. And through it all, her thoughts lingered on Mina: her smile, her patience, and the way she looked at her.

Nayeon took a slow breath, her voice barely above a whisper. “Maybe it’s time I stop ignoring her.”

Before Jihyo could respond, a small tug at her sleeve pulled Nayeon’s attention downward.

“Teacher Nayeon, can you visit our house again?” Tzuyu asked, eyes wide. The little girl’s voice carried that hopeful tone that Nayeon couldn't resist.

Nayeon blinked in surprise, caught off guard by the sudden question. “Your house?” she echoed softly, a small smile tugging at her lips.

“Yeah,” Jihyo said with a gentle laugh, brushing Tzuyu’s hair away from her face. “Why don’t you come home with us? It’s been a while since you’ve been in our house."

Nayeon’s eyes widened slightly. “Right now?” she asked, glancing between the two. The idea of being in Mina’s space again made her nervous.

Tzuyu nodded eagerly, tugging on Nayeon’s sleeve again. “Please, Teacher Nayeon! We can play the new animal game I watched, and you can help me with my new coloring book!” she pleaded, her excitement bubbling over.

Jihyo chuckled softly at her daughter’s enthusiasm. “She’s been talking about how she misses you in our home all week. She's been bugging Mina to take you home,” she said warmly. “And honestly, it would be nice to have you over again. It’s Friday. No classes tomorrow, and I’m cooking anyway.”

Nayeon laughed awkwardly, her heart pounding for reasons she couldn’t quite name. “I—I don’t think…” She trailed off, unsure how to finish. A part of her wanted to say no, to keep her distance until she felt ready. But another part missed Mina more than she wanted to admit.

Jihyo noticed. “Come on,” she said encouragingly, her tone light but her eyes understanding. “It’ll be fun. You don’t have to stay long if it’s uncomfortable. Just dinner, a little catching up. Tzuyu would be so happy, and…” She paused, her voice softening. "I will not tell Mina if you don't want her there."

Nayeon hesitated, her lips parting slightly as she processed Jihyo’s offer. The words were gentle, but they struck something deep inside her. The quiet ache of missing Mina, mixed with the guilt of still being too afraid to face her.

“I…” Nayeon began, her voice uncertain. “It’s not that I don’t want to see her. I just don’t know what I’d even say if I did.” She let out a shaky laugh, rubbing the back of her neck as she avoided Jihyo’s gaze.

Jihyo’s expression softened. She reached for Nayeon's arm, watching Tzuyu chase after a butterfly near the slide. “You don’t owe her the perfect words,” she said quietly. “You just owe her honesty."

Nayeon looked down, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her blouse. “That’s the thing,” she murmured, her voice trembling slightly. “I don’t even understand it myself. I was hurt by her words, and I was afraid to confront that hurt. Maybe Mina thinks I’m shallow for what I’m feeling, but I—”

“Hey.” Jihyo’s voice was calm. “Feelings are never shallow.”

Nayeon lifted her gaze, her eyes clouded with guilt and uncertainty.

Jihyo gave her a reassuring smile, her tone softening. “And besides… Mina loves you.”

“Don’t—” Nayeon began, shaking her head.

“She loves you, and you know that,” Jihyo pressed on, her voice gentle. “She understands you, Nayeon. She always has. You don’t need to have it all figured out. You just need to be honest. Talk to her when you’re ready, not when you feel obligated. The rest will fall into place, I promise.”

For a moment, Nayeon said nothing. Slowly, she exhaled, a faint smile pulling at her lips. “Fine,” she said quietly, though there was a trace of relief in her tone.

Jihyo’s face brightened immediately. “So… are you coming?” she asked, tilting her head playfully.

Nayeon rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the small grin tugging at her lips. “Alright, alright.”

Jihyo turned toward the playground and called out, her voice filled with excitement. “Tzuyu! Teacher Nayeon is coming with us!”

Tzuyu froze mid-run before spinning around, her eyes wide with delight. “Yehey!” she squealed, running back toward them. “I have a new coloring book that I want to show you, Teacher Nayeon!”

Nayeon let out a soft laugh, crouching slightly to meet Tzuyu’s bright gaze. “A new one? I can’t wait to see it,” she said warmly, brushing a strand of hair behind the child’s ear.

As Tzuyu bounced happily ahead, Jihyo glanced at Nayeon with a teasing smile. “You know, she really loves you.”

“I don’t even know why,” Nayeon said with a small chuckle, shaking her head. “I just teach her letters and tell her not to punch her classmates."

Jihyo laughed, lowering her voice subtly. “She talks about you all the time, you know. You’re one of her favorite people in the world.” She leaned closer, her smile turning mischievous. “And honestly… she’s convinced you’re going to marry her Auntie Mina.”

Nayeon froze mid-step, her eyes widening as her cheeks flushed a deep pink. “Oh my God,” she groaned, covering her face with her hands. “Please tell me you don't make her believe in it."

"Mina is actually agreeing with her," Jihyo added with a chuckle. "She tells Tzuyu she'll marry you someday and that she'll be the flower girl at the wedding."

"Okay," Nayeon paused. "That's adorable, but crazy. We are barely even dating yet."

…

Jihyo treated Nayeon with an effortless kindness, the kind that made her feel like she had known her for years. From the moment they stepped into the house, she made sure Nayeon was comfortable—offering slippers, pouring her a glass of juice, and showing her where everything was like she were family rather than a guest.

Jeongyeon wasn’t home yet, and that left Tzuyu in full control of Nayeon’s attention. The little girl wasted no time, tugging at Nayeon’s hand and dragging her toward the living room to play. Nayeon couldn’t help but laugh as she was pulled into a marathon of dolls, showing off her drawings, proudly explaining each one like they were masterpieces, and an episode of Tzuyu’s favorite cartoon. Every now and then, Jihyo would peek from the kitchen, smiling softly at the sight.

By the time Tzuyu was finally settled with her drawing book, sprawled across the floor with crayons and colored pencils scattered everywhere, Nayeon slipped into the kitchen to help Jihyo.

“Let me do that,” Nayeon offered, reaching for the cutting board.

Jihyo smiled. “You sure? You’re my guest.”

“Then let me earn my dinner,” Nayeon teased, rolling up her sleeves and grabbing a knife.

They didn’t talk about Mina. Not even once. Instead, the conversation flowed toward lighter things like favorite meals, random stories from work, and small quirks about the children in their class. Jihyo shared how Tzuyu had recently tried to make pancakes on her own and burned half of them, while Nayeon admitted that she couldn’t cook rice properly without a rice cooker.

The moment Jeongyeon stepped through the door, the entire house seemed to shift into chaos.

Tzuyu immediately abandoned her crayons with an excited squeal, dashing toward her. “Mama!” she cried, flinging herself into Jeongyeon’s arms.

Jeongyeon caught her with all her strength, laughing as she lifted the five-year-old into the air. She pressed a kiss to Tzuyu’s forehead and said, “Hey, baby. Missed me already?”

Before she could even set her down, Jihyo appeared from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel. She greeted Jeongyeon with a soft kiss on her lips and a smile that lit up her entire face.

"Hi, honey," Jihyo said, her eyes filled with warmth.

Jeongyeon felt the stress of the day melt away as she returned Jihyo's smile. "Hey."

The affection between them was so natural, so effortless. Nayeon couldn’t help but smile at the sight. The soft kiss, the laughter, the way Jeongyeon’s hand lingered at Jihyo’s waist. It was a picture of a happy family.

Jeongyeon froze mid-step, her gaze landing on Nayeon, who stood awkwardly by the kitchen counter, clutching a dish towel like it might somehow make her less noticeable. “Oh,” Jeongyeon blinked in surprise, her eyebrows lifting. “We have a guest?”

“Hi,” Nayeon greeted, raising a hand in an awkward wave paired with a nervous grin. “Your wife and your kid kind of kidnapped me.”

That earned a laugh from Jeongyeon, the corners of her lips curving into an amused grin. “Well, that sounds like them,” she said, shaking her head as she set down her bag. “No, this is a good surprise. I didn’t expect to see you here.” She hung her jacket neatly by the door, still looking between the two women with faint curiosity. “Jihyo didn’t even give me a heads-up.”

“I didn’t have time,” Jihyo called from the kitchen, her tone teasing. She turned briefly toward them, pointing her spatula in mock accusation. “I may have, uh… slightly forced her to come over.”

Nayeon laughed softly, rubbing the back of her neck. “She made it sound less like an invitation and more like a command.”

“Sounds right,” Jeongyeon replied with a chuckle, stepping closer. “Did you tell Mina?”

The question landed in the air like a small ripple. Nayeon froze for a heartbeat, her smile faltering. She glanced at Jihyo, who immediately caught on to the tension.

“No,” Jihyo said quickly, her tone firm but light. “And you’re not going to either.” She set down the spatula, walked over, and gently pushed at Jeongyeon’s shoulder. “Go change. Dinner’s almost ready.”

Jeongyeon frowned slightly, leaning in to whisper as Jihyo steered her toward their bedroom. “Are they still not talking?”

“Yes,” Jihyo hissed under her breath, rolling her eyes but keeping her voice quiet. “So shut up and don’t make it worse.”

Jeongyeon raised her hands in surrender, still smirking. “Alright, alright, I’ll behave.”

As the couple walked down the hall, Nayeon exhaled a small laugh, shaking her head in amusement. “It’s fine,” she said, calling after them.

Jeongyeon was at the sink, sleeves rolled up, humming softly as she washed the dishes. Jihyo was wiping down the table beside Nayeon, who was insisting on helping even though Jihyo had told her to just relax. The house was peaceful, filled with the soft clatter of dishes and Tzuyu’s singing from the living room.

Then the front door opened.

The sound was natural. Keys jingling, the quiet thud of shoes on the mat. Jihyo froze mid-wipe, her eyes darting toward the entryway before immediately snapping to Jeongyeon.

“Did you tell her?” Jihyo hissed under her breath, glaring at her wife with wide eyes.

Jeongyeon looked genuinely bewildered, glancing over her shoulder from the sink. “What? No! You told me not to!” she whispered back urgently.

“Then why is she here?” Jihyo muttered, lowering her voice even more as she leaned in. “Jeong, why is she here?”

Nayeon straightened up from where she stood at the end of the table, cloth still in her hand. “Uh… is everything okay?” she asked, confusion knitting her brow.

Before Jihyo could respond, a familiar, cheerful voice came from the doorway.

"Who's your favorite auntie in the world?"

The voice was unmistakable.

Nayeon’s heart stopped.

Tzuyu gasped loudly from the living room, eyes lighting up. “Auntie Mina!” she squealed, bolting for the door in an instant.

And then there she was, Mina, standing in the doorway in a cream-colored coat, her hair slightly tousled from the wind. She smiled as she scooped Tzuyu into her arms.

Nayeon's breath caught in her throat. The cloth in her hand felt suddenly heavy. Her pulse thundered in her ears as her gaze locked on Mina. It had been three weeks since the last time they had seen each other, three weeks since words had turned sharp and silence had taken over.

Nayeon swallowed hard, unable to look away from the scene unfolding. Mina still hadn’t seen her yet. Too focused on Tzuyu, spinning her around as laughter filled the room.

Mina gently set Tzuyu down, her eyes still scanning the room as she reached for the paper bag on the floor, completely unaware of Nayeon’s presence.

“Hey, unnie! Sorry for crashing,” Mina called cheerfully, swinging the bag onto the counter. “I brought beers and pizza! Figured it’d make your dinner more enjoyable.”

She stepped further into the kitchen, and that’s when her gaze finally landed on Nayeon. Her face froze for a split second before lighting up with a radiant, almost astonished smile.

“Nayeon?!” she exclaimed, her voice bright and full of genuine surprise. “Nayeon!”

Caught off guard, Nayeon returned the smile. “Hey, Mina,” she said softly.

Before Mina could say anything else, Jihyo smacked her head.

“Ouch!” Mina yelped, rubbing her head.

“Why are you here?!” Jihyo exclaimed as she crossed her arms, glaring at Mina. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

“I always come unannounced,” Mina said with a shrug, grinning mischievously. “You know that.”

“Well, sometimes it’d be nice to know in advance,” Jihyo shot back, her glare softening as she glanced toward Nayeon. “You need to leave, Mina. We have plans already.”

Mina’s brow furrowed in confusion. “What? Why?”

“Nayeon and I are—” Jihyo began, but Nayeon gently placed a hand on her arm.

“It’s okay, Jihyo,” Nayeon interrupted softly. “Really. It’s fine.”

Mina’s frown melted into a wide, relieved smile. She stepped forward, sliding the bag of beer and pizza toward the dining table, then turned back to Nayeon. For a moment, the world seemed to shrink around them. Standing there, Mina’s gaze was soft against Nayeon's, filled with longing.

“I missed you,” Mina whispered.

Nayeon’s chest tightened, and her heart skipped a beat. Seeing Mina here, hearing those words. It was more than she had allowed herself to feel in weeks. She opened her mouth, but before she could respond, a tiny tug interrupted the moment.

“Teacher Nayeon! Come on, I have to show you my drawing of a unicorn!” Tzuyu exclaimed, bouncing at her side and grabbing Nayeon’s hand.

Nayeon looked down at the little girl, torn between the warmth of Mina’s gaze and the insistent pull of Tzuyu’s excitement. With a small, apologetic smile at Mina, she allowed herself to be gently dragged toward the living room.

Once Nayeon was successfully kidnapped by the overly enthusiastic five-year-old, Jihyo tugged on Mina’s sleeve and pulled her aside, lowering her voice. “Why didn’t you tell me you two weren’t talking?” she whispered, eyeing Mina suspiciously.

Mina didn’t immediately answer. Her gaze lingered on Nayeon in the living room, laughing softly as Tzuyu proudly showed her a rainbow-colored unicorn. A faint, longing smile tugged at Mina’s lips before she finally replied, “I didn’t think you’d care that much about us.”

Jihyo let out a quiet scoff. “Please. That’s why you’ve been moody, snapping at me, and spacing out all the time.” She crossed her arms with a teasing grin. “I thought you were just PMS-ing.”

“Wow,” Mina deadpanned, though her tone softened with a sigh. “I just… had too much on my mind. I miss her so much, unnie. It’s pathetic, I know.”

“Good thing she’s here now,” Jihyo said, her voice gentler as she gestured toward the living room. “Maybe the universe is giving you a shot at fixing things. I’ll make sure you two get a moment alone.”

Mina blinked, half amused and half skeptical. “Wait, you’re helping me now? The same sister who told me I should fuck off instead of chasing Nayeon?”

Jihyo rolled her eyes dramatically. “You’re annoying, but you’re also miserable without her. I can’t stand seeing your sad face anymore. Besides,” she added, smiling softly, “you’re happier with her. Anyone can see that.”

Mina chuckled, her eyes softening. She grabbed a beer from the table, popped it open, and took a slow sip. “Thanks, unnie.”

“Shut up before I change my mind,” Jihyo mumbled, swatting Mina’s arm.

Mina only grinned, the taste of beer lingering on her tongue as her eyes found Nayeon again, still laughing, still glowing. For the first time in weeks, she felt the stress of work and life melt away.

Tzuyu’s laughter filled the living room as the animated prince and princess twirled across the TV screen. The child ran towards the kitchen and tugged eagerly on Mina’s hand, dragging her closer to where Nayeon stood, still half-laughing at whatever game Tzuyu had invented this time.

“Auntie Mina! Come!” Tzuyu insisted, pulling harder until Mina stumbled forward.

Before Mina could ask what was going on, Tzuyu had already pushed her toward Nayeon.

"Hold her hands, Auntie!”

Mina blinked in surprise, her eyes darting from Tzuyu’s excited face to Nayeon’s amused one. “What?” she managed, caught completely off guard.

“You’re part of the wedding too! Dance with Teacher Nayeon!” Tzuyu declared proudly, gesturing toward the TV where the animated couple shared their first dance.

Nayeon laughed, cheeks warming as she glanced down at Tzuyu, then back up at Mina. There was a sparkle of excitement in her eyes, one Mina hadn’t seen in weeks.

“Let’s practice for your wedding dance!” Tzuyu clapped, jumping up and down before launching herself onto the couch to watch.

Mina froze for a beat, feeling her pulse quicken as Nayeon gently took her hand.

“I’m sorry,” Mina whispered, guilt and longing colliding in her chest.

Nayeon’s smile softened. “It’s okay,” she said quietly, her voice calm but her eyes shimmering with unspoken things. She placed one hand lightly on Mina’s shoulder, the other still holding Mina’s trembling fingers.

As the music from the TV swelled, they began to move, awkwardly at first, laughing when they stepped on each other’s toes. But soon, their rhythm found itself again, like muscle memory. The space between them closed; Nayeon’s laugh melted into a smile, and Mina’s eyes lingered on her face as though she was afraid to look away.

Tzuyu sang off-key from the couch, waving her arms dramatically. “You’re supposed to spin her, Auntie Mina!”

Mina obeyed, shyly turning Nayeon under her arm. Their laughter filled the room, light and familiar, like nothing had ever gone wrong between them.

"I'm sorry," Mina said softly, her voice trembling just enough for Nayeon to hear the weight behind it.

"It's okay, Mina," Nayeon replied, her tone gentle.

Mina shook her head and tightened her hold on Nayeon’s waist. “No, I mean—I’m sorry for what happened, for what I said. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just—”

“Mina,” Nayeon interrupted quietly, her lips curving into a faint, knowing smile. “You don’t have to explain. I already knew you felt bad. You’re forgiven before you even finish your sentence.”

Mina’s brows furrowed, her lips jutting into a small pout. “Then why weren’t you replying to my texts?”

Nayeon sighed, her gaze falling to the floor. “Because I thought you didn’t want me anymore… after all the things I messed up.”

Mina’s hand reached up, brushing a loose strand of hair away from Nayeon’s face. Her touch lingered, soft but firm, as her eyes met Nayeon’s. “You’re stupid if you think that,” she whispered, her voice filled with warmth.

Nayeon let out a soft laugh. “So now I’m stupid?” she teased, tilting her head, a hint of playfulness returning to her tone. “This is the first time we’ve seen each other in weeks, and that’s what you lead with?”

Mina grinned, her expression softening as she leaned closer. “I love you, Nayeon,” she murmured, her words tender but certain. “I was just waiting for you to text me back first.”

For a moment, Nayeon just stared at her, eyes glistening, a small laugh escaping her lips as the tension dissolved between them. Then Mina suddenly pulled her into a tight hug, twirling her once before setting her back down. Their laughter mingled with the soft music playing from the TV.

Before they could say another word, Tzuyu jumped from the couch and wrapped her arms around their legs. “Me too, Auntie! Me too!” she chimed in with glee.

Mina picked Tzuyu up and spun her around, the little girl’s giggles echoing through the room. Her laughter was infectious, unfiltered joy that made both adults smile without realizing it.

“That’s it, baby,” Jihyo called from the hallway, laughter lacing her voice. “Come on, let’s go take a shower.”

“Okay, Mommy!” Tzuyu chirped, wriggling out of Mina’s arms before dashing off to her mother.

The moment she disappeared down the hall, silence settled over the living room. The soft hum of the TV filled the space, the cartoon credits rolling lazily in the background.

Mina sank onto the couch; the air between her and Nayeon was gentle. She patted the space beside her, her eyes quietly pleading.

Nayeon hesitated for a second before sitting down. Their shoulders brushed, and that small contact was enough to stir every buried emotion they’d both been holding back.

For a while, neither spoke. The silence wasn’t awkward, just heavy with everything they hadn’t said in weeks.

Finally, Mina exhaled softly, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sleeve before she looked at Nayeon. “I missed you,” she admitted.

Nayeon’s heart clenched at the words. She turned her head to meet Mina’s gaze. "I missed you too, Mina."

Mina apologized over and over, each “I’m sorry” gentler than the last, and each time Nayeon told her it was okay, the tight knot of tension in the room loosened just a little more. Slowly, the weight of weeks spent apart began to lift, leaving space for calmness, something they had both missed.

They fell into conversation naturally, like slipping into a rhythm they hadn’t realized they remembered. Nayeon talked about her students, the chaos of the classroom, and the little moments that made her day worthwhile. Mina listened, genuinely interested, asking questions and laughing at the stories, letting herself enjoy Nayeon’s presence without overthinking it.

When it was Mina’s turn, she shared the frustrations of her job. The picky clients, impossible deadlines, and little absurdities that made her want to pull her hair out. Nayeon laughed at each story, the sound warm and easy, filling the space between them and making it feel like no time had passed at all.

The tension that had hovered between them vanished, replaced by laughter, teasing, and the simple comfort of being together. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, switching between joking and quietly honest moments, their shoulders brushing now and then in a familiarity that felt like home.

For the first time in weeks, they weren’t afraid of the distance that had grown between them. They were just two people who had missed each other, finally sharing space and laughter.

…

Tzuyu had fallen asleep soon after her shower, her small body curled up comfortably under a blanket in her room. In the living room, Nayeon lingered for a while, helping Jihyo clean Tzuyu's mess before thanking her and Jeongyeon for the evening. She promised she’d make it up to them somehow, though Jihyo only waved her hand dismissively, that familiar teasing glint in her eyes.

“Don’t bother,” Jihyo said with a smirk. “Just get home safe. Mina, take her.”

Mina didn’t argue. She grabbed her keys from the counter, slipping on her jacket as Nayeon followed her to the door.

The drive to Nayeon’s apartment was quiet. When they arrived, Mina parked by the curb and, without thinking, stepped out first. She moved on instinct, grabbing Nayeon’s things from the back seat before Nayeon could even protest.

Nayeon stepped out of the car, the cool night air brushing against her skin. She giggled softly as she followed Mina toward the apartment entrance, her steps light, almost shy.

Mina glanced over her shoulder, caught off guard by the sound. “What?” she asked, a faint smile tugging at her lips. She was still holding Nayeon’s bags, one slung over her shoulder, the other in her hand, and it hit her then, the familiarity of it. The way her body just remembered, the way her hands moved without thought. “Oh,” she murmured, blinking. “Sorry. Force of habit.”

Nayeon shook her head, her smile warm and tender. “It’s okay,” she said softly. “You’re just… so cute when you do that.”

Mina laughed under her breath, her cheeks tinting pink as Nayeon stepped past her to unlock the door. The latch clicked open, and the faint scent of Nayeon’s home, floral and familiar, greeted them. For a moment, neither of them moved.

They stood there in the doorway, the dim light from the hall casting shadows across their faces. Nayeon’s hand rested lightly on the doorknob; Mina’s fingers were still curled around the strap of Nayeon’s bag.

Their eyes met. A quiet, lingering look that said they missed each other.

Mina’s gaze dropped, lingering on Nayeon’s lips, and Nayeon instinctively bit down on her lower lip. A nervous habit when she didn’t know what to say next.

Nayeon cleared her throat softly and murmured, “Thank you."

Mina nodded, a faint smile playing at the corners of her lips. “You’re welcome.” She handed Nayeon’s things back, their fingers brushing in a brief, familiar spark that made both their hearts skip. “Can I visit tomorrow?”

Nayeon looked up at her, eyes bright. “I’d like that,” she said, her voice gentle.

Mina’s smile widened, warm and genuine. “Then I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Mina rushed through the school gates, her heart pounding as she clutched her phone tightly. The call from Nayeon had come out of nowhere. Tzuyu had apparently caused a scene in class. She went immediately towards the classroom. She didn’t even bother to knock. She pushed the door open gently, scanning the room for Tzuyu.

The scene before her made her heart sink and soften all at once.

Tzuyu sat at the far end of the small table, her tiny arms crossed over her chest, her lower lip jutting out in full annoyance. Her cheeks were flushed, eyes glinting with the stubbornness only a five-year-old could display. Across from her, a little girl sat sniffling, clutching a crumpled piece of paper that had clearly been the source of the commotion.

Nayeon stood nearby, calm but visibly tired, crouching to the crying girl’s level.

“Baby, what happened?” Mina asked gently, stepping closer, her heels clicking softly against the tiled floor.

Tzuyu’s lower lip trembled as she looked up, torn between guilt and anger. “Auntie Mina…”

“Mina…” Nayeon said at the same time, her voice cutting in unintentionally.

Both froze, glancing at each other. There was silence, then Tzuyu raised an eyebrow in confusion while Nayeon’s cheeks flushed pink.

“Sorry,” Nayeon said quickly, scratching the back of her neck. “Go ahead, sweetheart.” She gestured awkwardly toward the little girl, stepping aside.

Mina bit back a laugh, a tiny smile pulling at her lips as she crouched down to Tzuyu’s level. “It’s okay, sweetheart. You can tell me what happened.”

Tzuyu sniffled, pointing toward her classmate sitting nearby. “She broke my pink crayon. It’s my favorite color.” Her voice wavered between anger and tears.

Mina nodded patiently. “What did you do, sweetheart?”

Tzuyu glared at her classmate, arms crossed stubbornly, lips pressed into a pout.

From beside them, Nayeon spoke softly. “She pushed her classmate.”

Mina’s brows shot up. “Tzuyu,” she said carefully, keeping her voice gentle, “is that true?”

Tzuyu’s eyes darted to the floor. Her small hands fidgeted in her lap before she gave a reluctant nod, her lip trembling.

“Baby, that’s not okay,” Mina said, her tone warm but steady. “We don’t push our friends, no matter how upset we are.”

At that, Tzuyu’s composure cracked. Her face crumpled, and she let out a loud sob, hiding her face behind her hands. “I hate you, Teacher Nayeon!” she shouted, her voice shaking with hurt. “I thought you were my best friend!”

Nayeon blinked, taken aback by the sudden outburst. Her heart squeezed painfully at the sight of the child’s tears. “Tzuyu,” she said softly, crouching beside Mina now, “I am your best friend.”

“Then why did you tell Auntie Mina what happened?” Tzuyu cried harder, her voice raw and full of betrayal.

The words hit Mina like a quiet ache. She could hear the pain in the little girl’s voice. Embarrassment, guilt, and confusion that only a five-year-old could feel so deeply.

Mina sighed softly and reached out, brushing a tear from Tzuyu’s cheek. “Hey,” she whispered, “Teacher Nayeon told me because she cares about you. We both do. And it’s okay to make mistakes, sweetheart, but you can’t hurt your friends. You have to talk to them instead, okay?”

Tzuyu sniffled, refusing to meet Mina’s eyes. “I don’t want to,” she muttered stubbornly, her voice muffled by her sleeves.

Mina gave her a small, patient smile. “That’s alright. You don’t have to right now. But when you’re ready, you’ll say sorry because that’s what good girls do when they hurt someone.”

Tzuyu only cried harder, hiccuping between sobs. “I hate you!” she yelled again, her voice breaking.

Mina glanced up at Nayeon, and for a moment, neither of them said anything. Nayeon’s expression softened as she reached out, lightly squeezing Mina’s shoulder.

“Let her be for now,” Nayeon said quietly, her voice calm and steady. “She just needs some time to calm down and process her emotions before she’s ready to apologize.”

Mina nodded, taking a slow breath. She stood, carefully shifting Tzuyu slightly so the little girl could still feel the warmth of her presence without being held. Tzuyu’s sobs continued, hiccuping between cries, but Mina didn’t rush her. She stayed nearby, hands resting gently on the back of the chair, giving her space while keeping a watchful, patient eye.

Mina leaned casually against the edge of the table, folding her arms. Her eyes twinkled mischievously as she glanced at Nayeon.

“You know,” Mina said slowly, breathing out the words, “when I said ‘baby’ earlier… you kind of—”

Nayeon froze mid-breath, a faint blush creeping up her neck as she realized where Mina was going. “What do you mean?”

Mina smirked, stepping a little closer. “You know exactly what I mean. The way your eyes softened, that little shy smile…" She paused, enjoying Nayeon’s flustered expression. “You totally reacted.”

Nayeon looked away, her ears warming. “I—I was just… Tzuyu was upset, that’s all,” she mumbled, but her voice lacked conviction.

Mina laughed softly, shaking her head. “Really?” She leaned in closer, lowering her voice to a teasing whisper.

Nayeon groaned, burying her face in her hands. “I was just surprised! That’s all. Don’t make it a big deal.”

“Oh, it is a big deal,” Mina teased, leaning back. “You like being called baby?"

"Mina!" Nayeon protested, her cheeks flushing even more. "It's not like that," she insisted.

Mina’s grin widened, clearly enjoying the effect she was having. She tilted her head as she studied Nayeon’s flustered expression.

"I missed you."

Nayeon rolled her eyes as she kept her grin wide. "I missed you too."

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" Mina teased, feigning offense.

Nayeon laughed. "Shut up!"

Chapter Text

The breeze danced softly through the trees lining Hangang Park, the scent of autumn leaves and the distant laughter of families gathered on picnic blankets. The sun hung low in the sky, shining a golden hue over the riverbank where individuals and friends strolled casually. 

Among them, Mina and Nayeon walked hand in hand, their fingers intertwined. Mina’s hair fluttered in the wind, and Nayeon turned to tuck a loose strand behind her ear.

“You know I always liked you, right?” Nayeon’s voice was barely above a whisper, her shy giggle breaking the tension.

Mina stopped mid-step, her brow arching in disbelief. “Really? You pushed me around and ghosted me.”

“Yeah… that’s because I was scared.” Nayeon winced, her grip tightening on Mina’s hand.

“Scared?” Mina’s tone softened, curiosity flickering in her eyes.

Nayeon nodded, her gaze dropping to the ground like the fallen leaves. She shrugged, but her voice shook. “Kids don’t lie, and what Tzuyu said about you being a womanizer… it made me hesitate.”

“A womanizer? Me?” Mina let out a quiet laugh, not mocking but tinged with sadness. She tilted her head, searching Nayeon’s face for something.

“Look at you,” Nayeon teased, her finger gently poking Mina’s cheek. “You have the gayest face in the world, and I know girls are constantly throwing themselves at you.”

Mina scoffed, her lips curling into a half-smile. “I don’t know if I should be flattered or offended by that comment.”

“I’m joking,” Nayeon laughed, tossing her head back. Her laughter was bright. “You really do have the cutest face.”

“And?” Mina tugged gently at Nayeon’s hand.

Nayeon hesitated, her eyes scanning the river. “You have girls around you,” she said finally, her smile faltering. “And I can't deal with that.”

Mina blinked, surprised by the sudden shift in tone. “I don't…” She paused, then chuckled softly. “I was, and I still behave like a child.”

“Yeah, I know,” Nayeon said. “But the anxiety…” She slipped her hand from Mina’s grasp, her fingers lingering for a moment before falling away. “I didn’t trust you when I first met you. I ghosted you because I just want you to go away.”

Mina stood still, watching her. “Good thing I’m patient,” she said, reaching out again, her fingers brushing against Nayeon’s. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Mina, we’re getting old,” Nayeon said with a wistful smile, her eyes scanning the horizon where the sun dipped low over the river. “I don’t want any games.”

“Old? You’re not old,” Mina replied, a teasing glint in her eyes.

“I’m thirty,” Nayeon whispered, almost like she was confessing a secret.

“Damn, that’s old,” Mina chuckled.

Nayeon gasped and shoved her shoulder playfully before walking ahead. “Mina!”

“I’m joking, baby,” Mina called after her, catching up and wrapping an arm around Nayeon’s waist. “You’re not old. I’m only twenty-eight.”

“Yeah,” Nayeon said, turning to face her. “But what if an earthquake hits and the world ends? Or a tsunami wipes us out? Or maybe a zombie apocalypse happens?”

Mina laughed, gently curling her hand against Nayeon’s cheek. “That won’t happen.”

“My point is,” Nayeon continued, her voice softening, “I want to get married before it’s too late. You know the world is crazy and unpredictable. Tomorrow there might be another virus, and we’re all going to die.”

Mina laughed again, but this time it was quieter and more thoughtful. She looked at Nayeon and saw the fear behind the humor, the longing behind the sarcasm.

“I get it,” Mina murmured, her voice gentle as her thumb brushed against Nayeon’s cheek. “You want to marry me.”

Nayeon scoffed, swatting Mina’s hand away; the thought was absurd. She turned sharply, her hair swinging as she walked ahead. “You’re so stupid.”

Mina grinned, unfazed, her laughter chasing after her. “I get it, Nayeon. But at least be my girlfriend first before you marry me.”

“That’s not my point.” Nayeon stopped and spun around, her glare sharp with frustration. "Why are you so dumb?"

Mina only smiled wider, closing the gap between them with quick steps. Her voice dropped to a low, teasing whisper as she caught her wrist.

The people around them continued their lives, the river was still flowing steadily, and the sun was setting in the distance as they playfully bantered back and forth.

“Baby…”

"You always want to tease me, don't you?" Nayeon's irritation softened slightly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"I think it's cute when your eyebrows furrow like that." Mina's grin turned into a playful smirk. "When your nose scrunches up and your lips pout just a little, it's even cuter. You're adorable when you're mad."

Nayeon rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the laughter in her voice. "Whatever."

“Okay, okay, I’m serious now.” Mina raised both hands in surrender, her teasing smile fading into something earnest. “No more jokes. I promise.”

“Look,” Nayeon exhaled slowly, her gaze drifting around, her tone quieter now, almost fragile. “I’ve had flings before… people who played around while waiting for me to take them seriously.” Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her shirt. “I’m not a substitute, Mina. I’m not someone’s game.”

"You're not," Mina whispered. "You've never been a game to me."

Nayeon looked up, her eyes searching Mina’s face for any trace of insincerity. The wind tugged at her hair, and Mina reached out naturally, tucking a loose strand behind her ear.

"I've had an ex who went to other girls every time we had a fight," Nayeon said softly, her vulnerability shining through as she giggled sadly. "I don't want to be hurt like that again."

Mina's expression softened, her eyes filled with understanding. "I would never do that to you, Nayeon."

"I'm scared," Nayeon admitted.

Mina gently squeezed her hand. "Why would you be scared?"

“Because I love you,” Nayeon whispered, her words barely audible over the rustling leaves. Her gaze dropped to their intertwined fingers. “And I’m afraid of getting hurt again.”

Mina’s thumb traced soothing circles on the back of her hand, her grin blooming softly. “You love me?”

“I told you that before,” Nayeon said, nudging Mina’s shoulder with a smile, trying to mask the vulnerability that lingered in her tone.

Mina’s cheeks flushed, her heart thudding against her ribs. “Yeah, but it’s different when you say it now… after everything.”

Nayeon looked up, her lips forming into a smile that reached her eyes this time. Warmth spread through her chest.

“I mean it, Mina. I love you.”

The words hung between them, heavy and beautiful. Mina felt her breath catch, her pulse racing. She wanted to laugh, to cry, to pull Nayeon close and never let go.

Instead, she whispered, her voice trembling with joy, “Say it again.”

Nayeon chuckled softly, stepping closer until their foreheads touched.

“I love you."

"I love you, too," Mina whispered. "I promise to prove myself to you. Not with words. With time. With patience. With every day I choose you.”

Nayeon chuckled as she cupped Mina’s face in her hands, tilting their heads until their lips brushed softly against each other. The world around them faded, the laughter of strangers, the hum of roadways, even the cold wind grazing at their cheeks. All that remained was warmth, pulsing between them.

“Auntie Mina! Teacher Nayeon!”

The voice shattered the moment like glass. Both of them flinched, pulling apart as Tzuyu came running toward them, her ponytail bouncing with every step.

They stood side by side now, hands still intertwined, trying to look casual as they smiled at the little girl barreling toward them.

“What are you doing?” Tzuyu asked, her big, curious eyes darting between them.

“We… uhh…” Mina stammered, scrambling for an excuse.

Nayeon jumped in quickly, her voice calm but a little too fast. “We were just talking, Tzuyu.”

“Talking that close?” Tzuyu tilted her head, suspicion written all over her face.

“I was smelling Teacher Nayeon’s breath to see if she ate garlic for lunch—Ow!” Mina hissed as Nayeon pinched her back hard.

Nayeon chuckled nervously, trying to cover up the awkwardness. “Tzuyu, we’re just talking.”

“I think you’re kissing again,” Tzuyu accused playfully, her lips curling into a mischievous smirk. “You’re kissing in public!”

Mina’s jaw dropped, her cheeks flushing crimson. “What? No! We weren’t—”

Nayeon laughed, shaking her head as she crouched down to Tzuyu’s level. “You’re too smart for your own good,” she said, ruffling the girl’s hair. “But maybe keep that theory to yourself, okay?”

Tzuyu grinned, clearly unconvinced. “I’m telling Mommy and Mama.”

Mina groaned, burying her face in her hands while Nayeon laughed harder.

Mina slipped quietly into the school. It was still too early to pick up Tzuyu, so she lingered by the open door at the back, watching Nayeon’s bright smile as she sang to her class of five-year-olds.

She’d just finished a client inspection nearby earlier than expected, so she decided to drop by the school. Watching Nayeon teach again felt like the best decision she’d made all day.

Nayeon stood at the front of the room, her smile as radiant as the sun. She sang a playful tune, her hands moving in exaggerated gestures that made the children giggle and follow along. There was such warmth in her eyes, such affection in the way she made every child feel included.

From the doorway, Mina couldn’t help but smile. Watching Nayeon like this, so alive, so beautiful, stirred something soft in her chest. It was in moments like these she was reminded just how deeply Nayeon loved what she did and why Mina could never stop loving her for it.

Mina loves her. So much. That unmistakable sparkle in Nayeon’s eyes, the lines that deepened when she smiled, the scrunch of her nose when she laughed, and the way her whole face seemed to glow when she was with the children. It was all heartbreakingly beautiful. Every small detail pulled Mina in deeper, making her fall in love with Nayeon all over again.

The class ended, and the children remained in the room, chattering and playing as they waited for their parents and guardians. Sana stood by the door, watching over them with a soft smile.

Tzuyu spotted her aunt by the door and immediately lit up.

“Auntie Mina!” She squealed, running over and throwing herself into Mina’s arms.

“Jesus,” Mina groaned as she caught her, laughing under the sudden weight. “You’re getting heavy, kiddo.”

Tzuyu only giggled and hugged her tighter. Mina set her down gently, ruffling her hair.

“Go play for a bit, hmm? I just need to talk to Teacher Nayeon.”

Once Tzuyu scampered off to join her classmates, Mina turned back toward the front of the room. Nayeon was tidying up her desk, that same soft smile still lingering on her lips.

“Hey, Teacher,” Mina called out, her tone teasing. “I think I have a problem.”

Nayeon looked up and snorted, rolling her eyes with a smile. “You’re early today.”

“I had a client inspection nearby and finished ahead of schedule,” Mina said, leaning casually against the desk. Her gaze softened. “So I thought I’d drop by. I really love watching you teach.”

Nayeon smirked, crossing her arms. “You hate being around children.”

“I hate being around loud children. But your class is different.” Mina chuckled. Her eyes lingered on Nayeon longer. “You have a way of making chaos look... graceful.”

"Are you calling my children a chaos?" Nayeon teased, raising an eyebrow.

Mina laughed, shaking her head. "No, I'm just saying that you have a special talent for managing them with ease."

"Thank you," Nayeon said with a smile.

"I love you," Mina said softly, a warm expression on her face. She reached out and gently squeezed Nayeon's hand. "And I love seeing you in your world."

The moment her fingers brushed against Nayeon’s hand, warmth spread through Mina’s veins. They were gentle and steady. It settled low in her stomach, sucking away any trace of tension, leaving only peacefulness. Her gaze lifted to meet Nayeon’s, and the world seemed to melt. In that little time and room, Mina knew, Mina felt, she wanted to spend the rest of her days getting lost in those eyes, every morning and every night. She wanted to hold her hand even when days were dark and stormy or even when nights were long and lonely.

"Would you like to be my girlfriend?" Mina asked almost like a whisper.

Nayeon froze, eyes widening as the words sank in. Around them, the classroom was still alive with the hum of children’s laughter. Some were playing by the shelves, others waving goodbye as Sana helped parents gather their little ones.

“You really picked the most romantic place for this,” Nayeon said with a quiet laugh, trying to steady her heartbeat.

Mina smiled sheepishly. “I’m not into cliché gestures or grand declarations,” she admitted, her thumb brushing over Nayeon’s hand. “But every time I hold your hand, it feels like home. And when I look into your eyes… I never want to look away.” She took a breath, her words trembling but sure. “I want to be with you, Nayeon. I don’t need big words or grand moments to prove it. I’ll show you every day how much I love you.”

"I love you too, Mina." Nayeon parted her lips in awe, her eyes glistened with joy.

Mina’s lips curved into a soft, radiant smile, a warmth spreading through her chest as her heart swelled with happiness. She tightened her fingers around Nayeon’s hand, feeling the gentle squeeze in return.

"I would love to be your girl—"

"Auntie Mina!"

The cry came from the doorway, loud and urgent. Mina and Nayeon jumped, startled, turning to see Tzuyu standing there, tears streaming down her cheeks. Without a second thought, Mina released Nayeon’s hand and rushed forward, scooping her niece into her arms.

Tzuyu’s small face was streaked with tears, and a scraped knee bled through her skirt.

“Oh, sweetie, what happened?” Mina murmured, gently wiping away the tears.

“She pushed me!” Tzuyu wailed, pointing toward a classmate who stood off to the side, looking guilty and ashamed.

Apparently, Tzuyu had been accidentally pushed by her classmate while they were playing tag outside. The fall startled her, and she ended up with a minor scrape on her knee. As soon as the incident was reported, Jeongyeon and Jihyo rushed to the school.

Tzuyu was immediately taken to the school clinic, where she was treated. The nurse gently cleaned the wound and offered her a small bandage decorated with cartoon characters, which brought a faint smile to the five-year-old’s face. Her classmate, who had accidentally caused the fall, was deeply remorseful. The child’s parents arrived shortly after, offering sincere apologies to both Tzuyu and her guardians.

“Thank you, Nayeon,” Jihyo said, expressing a grateful smile.

Jeongyeon had helped Tzuyu into the backseat. Her knee was cleaned and bandaged, and she was now resting comfortably. Jeongyeon walked over to them, giving Nayeon a gentle, appreciative smile, while Mina remained beside the car, talking quietly with Tzuyu.

“Thanks for everything, Nayeon. And sorry about my little troublemaker,” Jeongyeon said.

“It’s really no problem,” Nayeon replied, giving her a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

“We owe you another dinner,” Jihyo added with a soft laugh.

“Alright, I’ll go with Mina some other time,” Nayeon said, giggling, glancing over at Mina.

Mina joined her side, their hands brushing naturally.

The married couple, headed to their car, exchanged waves and smiles and then drove off.

Nayeon and Mina watched them go, sharing a quiet moment together, and then walked over to Mina’s car. Once inside, they buckled up, ready to head home.

Mina glanced at Nayeon with a teasing smile. “She always knows how to interrupt at the perfect moment.”

Nayeon blinked, realization slowly dawning. “What… oh.”

“So…” Mina tilted her head, leaning in just slightly. “Shall we continue where we left off?”

Nayeon’s lips curved into a grin, and she leaned forward, meeting Mina in a soft, tender kiss inside the car. Their mouths lingered together for a slow, sweet five seconds, every pulse pulling them closer.

Breaking the kiss, Mina’s eyes sparkled. “Hotpot and boba tea for my girlfriend?”

Nayeon felt her chest flutter at the words, her lips curving into a shy but delighted smile. “Sounds perfect.”

After a month of being officially together, Mina began to realize just how much her life had quietly intertwined with Nayeon’s. They had been going out for a few months now. Though it had been push and pull, they had known each other enough that they trusted each other, and everything felt natural. Most days, they were either at Mina’s place or Nayeon’s, sharing meals, binge-watching dramas, and falling asleep beside each other like it had always been that way.

Mina had taken on the habit of driving Nayeon to and from work, not because she had to, but because she wanted to. It was in those quiet car rides, those sleepy morning glances, and late-night conversations that she felt that she didn't want to be away from her.

Mina leaned against the kitchen counter, watching Nayeon sip her coffee with that familiar furrow in her brow, reading something on her laptop. The one she always got when she was overthinking. The morning light spilled through the window, casting soft shadows across the room, and Mina knew this was the moment.

“You know,” Mina began casually, “this place feels empty when you’re not here.”

Nayeon glanced up, her expression curious. “You say that every time I sleep over.”

“I mean it,” Mina said, stepping closer, her voice gentler now. “I love waking up next to you. I love hearing you hum while brushing your teeth and how you steal my hoodies like they’re yours.”

Nayeon chuckled, setting her mug down. “They are mine now.”

“Exactly,” Mina grinned. “So why not make it official? Move in with me.”

Nayeon hesitated, her fingers curling around the edge of the counter. “Mina…”

“I’m not rushing you,” Mina said quickly, reaching out to take her hand. “I just want to build something with you. Not just weekends and sleepovers. I want the everyday stuff: the messy bed, coffee in the morning, arguing over whose turn it is to do the dishes, chaotic kitchen when cooking, and falling asleep on the couch together. I want all of it with you."

Nayeon looked at her, eyes softening. “You really want that?”

“I want you,” Mina said simply. “Here. With me. Every day.”

Nayeon grinned, tugging Mina’s hand. “Are you sure you can handle my bossy ass?”

“I’d rather hear you bossing me around than not have you around at all,” Mina replied with a smirk.

“Oh, you say that now,” Nayeon teased, raising an eyebrow. “Wait until I start reorganizing your closet and yelling at you for leaving crumbs on the counter.”

“I don’t leave crumbs,” Mina protested.

“You do leave crumbs,” Nayeon said, poking her side. “And you never fold your clothes the right way.”

“There’s a right way to fold clothes?” Mina blinked.

Nayeon gasped dramatically. “Of course there is! And the dishes,” she added, pointing a finger. “Don’t even think about leaving them in the sink overnight.”

“I thought we were in love, not in boot camp,” Mina teased.

“This is love,” Nayeon said with mock seriousness. “Love is wiping down counters and doing the bathroom.”

Mina gasped. “The bathroom? That’s the worst one!”

“Exactly,” Nayeon said smugly. “That’s why it’s yours.”

“That’s not fair,” Mina whined. “You’re the one who’s obsessed with cleanliness. Shouldn’t you be the one scrubbing the toilet?”

Nayeon crossed her arms. “I thought you wanted to be with me? Love is scrubbing toilets, Mina. True love.”

Mina laughed, shaking her head. “You’re evil.”

“And you love me," Nayeon said with a wink.

Nayeon's apartment was a mess but the good kind. Open boxes were scattered across the floor, bubble wrap crinkled below, and half-packed shelves stood. Mina sat cross-legged on the floor, holding up a framed photo of Nayeon and a student from a school event.

“This one’s cute,” Mina said, grinning. “But why do you look like you’re scolding someone off-camera?”

“I probably was,” Nayeon replied, taping up a box labeled Kitchen – Fragile. “That was the day someone spilled juice on my training plan.”

Mina chuckled and placed the frame gently in a box. “You’re cute."

“And you’re lazy when it comes to packing,” Nayeon teased, nudging her with her foot. “You’ve been sitting there for twenty minutes and packed two things.”

“I’m providing love,” Mina said, dramatically placing a hand over her heart. “This is a labor of love, not just packing."

Nayeon rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her smile as she continued to pack up her things.

After a few moments, Mina taped up another box and sat back with a sigh. “That’s the last of your books. How many novels do you even own?”

“Enough to build a fortress,” Nayeon replied proudly, balancing a stack of photo frames. “If zombies come, we’re safe.”

Mina laughed. “Safe under a pile of romance novels? Sure.”

“They’re classics!” Nayeon protested, sticking her tongue out. “Besides, you’re the one who hoards mugs. I counted twelve.”

“They’re cute mugs,” Mina said defensively. “Each one has a personality every time I am playing games."

“Personalities don’t wash themselves,” Nayeon teased, nudging her with her foot. “Speaking of gaming, you have to tone it down since we'll be living together. I don't like noise when I'm reading."

“Not my games," Mina groaned. "I wear headphones when I play."

“Then we have to make rules when it comes to your games,” Nayeon said, grinning as she sealed another box.

Mina sighed. "Fine, as long as we make out."

They finally collapsed onto the couch, surrounded by half-packed boxes and rolls of tape. Nayeon kicked off her slippers and stretched her legs across Mina’s lap with a satisfied sigh.

“Packing is exhausting. I need a reward.”

Mina smirked, gently patting Nayeon’s shin. “Your reward is me."

"Lucky me," Nayeon said with a chuckle, sitting up for a kiss. "I'll take it."

Mina smiled against Nayeon’s lips, her breath mingling with the faint smell of their sweat. She tilted her head slightly and pressed forward, crashing their lips together again. Gentle at first, then firmer. Their lips collided in a rhythm that felt soft and tender, yet intense.

There were smiles between the kisses, little bursts of laughter that broke through the quiet. Mina’s hand slid up to cup Nayeon’s jaw, her thumb brushing the curve of her cheek. Nayeon leaned in, her fingers curling into Mina’s shirt, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them again. Just the warmth of their bodies and the steady thrum of their hearts beating in sync.

With gentle tugging, Mina guided Nayeon backward, her hands steady. Nayeon moved willingly, her back meeting the cushions with a soft sigh.

Mina followed, never breaking eye contact, her movements careful. She leaned in, one knee resting between Nayeon's legs, her hand still cradling her jaw.

The couch creaked softly beneath them; the hush of the room, the warmth of their skin, and the way Mina’s breath ghosted across Nayeon’s lips were the only sounds and sensations in the room. Nayeon's eyes fluttered closed before she kissed her again.

This time, the kiss was deeper. Not rushed, but full of feeling. Nayeon's fingers threaded through Mina's hair, securing her, while Mina's hands found Nayeon's waist, holding her close.

Their bodies fit together; each touch was comfortable and familiar.

The warmth turned into heat as Mina's hands slid inside Nayeon's shirt, her fingers tracing the curve of her stomach. Mina's leg shifted, pressing against Nayeon's core, a deliberate pressure that made Nayeon gasp.

Their tongues brushed against each other, a slow, sensual stroke, and their breaths mingled.

Nayeon's fingers traced the line of Mina's jaw, her thumb brushing against her cheek as their tongues licked the insides of their mouths. Mina's mouth left Nayeon's, trailing a path of wet kisses down her neck, her teeth grazing the soft skin. Her hands found the swell of Nayeon's breast, and her teeth scraped lightly over the sensitive skin below her ear.

Nayeon's head fell back, her eyes fluttering closed.

"Mina…"

The sound of her name made Mina freeze. Her heart stuttered in her chest as she immediately pulled back, eyes wide with panic.

“I—I’m sorry,” Mina blurted, sitting up too quickly. Her words tumbled out, breathless and nervous. “Did I… cross the line again? I didn’t mean to. I just—got carried away.”

Nayeon blinked, catching her breath as well, then exhaled softly.

“No, it’s okay,” Nayeon said, voice calm and steady. She straightened, lips still tinged pink, and offered a reassuring smile.

"Did I hurt you?" Mina reached out to touch Nayeon's cheek gently.

"No, stupid," Nayeon replied with a soft laugh. "It's just my sensitive skin. I moaned."

Mina’s face turned crimson. She dropped her gaze, fumbling for words. “Oh. Right. I just—thought I messed up again.”

Nayeon’s giggle filled the air, light and warm. “You didn’t. Really.”

Mina hid her face in her hands for a second before peeking up at her with an embarrassed little grin. “I swear you make me lose my mind sometimes.”

It took them nearly a week to turn Mina's apartment into their home. Boxes slowly disappearing, banter filling the rooms, unlimited cuddles, nonstop hugs, and endless kisses.

Nayeon’s things soon found their place beside Mina’s. Books stacked together on the shelf near Mina's desktop setup, mugs sharing the same kitchen cabinet, kitchenware blending harmoniously on the countertops, furniture rearranged to accommodate both of their styles, and framed photos beginning to fill the walls.

Of course, the closet didn’t escape Nayeon’s attention. By the end of the week, her clothes hung in perfect color coordination. She also rearranged Mina's clothes, and the once-messy shoe collection now sat neatly lined along the bottom shelf.

There were also little details. The shared toothbrush holder, shampoo, and body wash bottles are now side by side in the shower, and a small potted plant on the windowsill—the one Nayeon brought home and insisted would “brighten up the place.” The once-empty corner of the living room had also found new purpose, now transformed into Nayeon’s cozy little workspace, complete with her laptop, scattered notes, and books.

An empty pizza box and two half-finished glasses of wine sat on the counter, the witnesses to their small celebration. Nayeon and Mina stood side by side, taking in the sight of their newly decorated apartment. The boxes are gone; the space is finally theirs.

"I can’t believe how much cozier it feels now," Mina said, a soft smile tugging at her lips as she looked around their apartment.

Nayeon nudged her with a grin. "Are you sure you really want me here?"

"Of course I do," Mina replied, wrapping her arms around Nayeon and pulling her close. "You’re my girlfriend."

Leaning back against the counter, Mina let out a quiet sigh of contentment, her chin resting lightly on Nayeon’s shoulder. "We’re finally living together."

Nayeon laughed, her fingers tracing the edge of Mina’s jaw. "We’ve only been official for two months, you know."

Mina chuckled, running a hand along Nayeon’s side. "If you keep being this perfect, I might marry you next week."

Nayeon raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Who said I’d even say yes?"

"You’re the one who said the world might end before you get married," Mina teased, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek.

"Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you’ve passed my qualifications yet," Nayeon joked, her grin widening.

"Bring it on." Mina laughed under her breath. She challenged playfully, her voice low and affectionate. "Whatever your qualifications are, I’ll prove I’m worthy of being your wife, babe."

Their lips met in a sweet, short kiss.

Nayeon pulled back slightly, a gentle smile pressing at her lips. “I guess we’ll just have to wait and see, won’t we?”

“Yeah,” Mina murmured, brushing little kisses along the corner of Nayeon’s mouth. “But I have a feeling it won’t be long before you’re convinced.”

Nayeon chuckled, her eyes sparkling with affection. “You’re so cocky.”

“Look, I am the best thing that’s ever happened to you,” Mina teased, winking playfully. “And you know it.”

Nayeon rolled her eyes, though her gaze softened, overflowing with fondness. “Shut up.”

Without a word, she wrapped her arms around Mina’s neck, pulling her close and pressing her lips to Mina’s again. The kiss was tender, teasing, and electric all at once. Mina melted into her embrace, hands gliding over Nayeon’s back as they pressed together, hearts beating in sync.

The wine started to stir in their stomach as their kisses turned more urgent, deepening with thirst.

Nayeon pressed herself against Mina, cornering her against the counter. Her breathing quickened. She trailed her kisses down Mina's neck. Her lips assaulted Mina's skin, a fierce, passionate onslaught. She tasted the salt of Mina's sweat, the sweetness of her skin, and the intoxicating blend of desire and need that was uniquely Mina.

Mina's soft gasp was a melody that echoed through the room, and it spurred Nayeon on, her kisses becoming more fervent, more intense.

"Wait," Mina breathed out, her voice barely a whisper.

Nayeon paused, looking into Mina's eyes. "Why?"

"Are you sure you want this?" Mina cupped Nayeon's face in her hand, searching for any doubt or hesitation.

Nayeon chuckled softly. "I'm sure. I've always wanted it since the day we made it official."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Mina sighed with a grin. "We could've made love in every part of this apartment."

Nayeon laughed it off and pulled Mina by her hand.

Nayeon’s shirt fell to the floor as she stepped back toward the bedroom, her gaze never leaving Mina’s. The atmosphere between them tilted. Mina followed, lured in completely, her breath hitching as Nayeon’s silhouette disappeared into the soft light of the room. Her own shirt joined Nayeon's on the floor.

When Mina entered, Nayeon was already waiting. Eyes half-lidded, lips parted, an invitation and a provocation all at once. Mina crossed the space in an instant, cupping Nayeon’s face and pulling her in. Their lips met in a kiss with gasps.

Nayeon guided her backward until the backs of Mina’s knees hit the edge of the bed, and with a gentle push, Mina sank down, her laughter melting into another kiss. Nayeon climbed onto her lap, their bodies fitting perfectly together as the warmth of their half-naked bodies touched.

Mina's lips brushed against Nayeon's collarbones, a trail of admiration. Her hands explored Nayeon's curves, tracing the lines of her spine with a tenderness that was both delicate and intense. Soon enough, her fingers found the clasp of Nayeon's bra, carefully undoing it, allowing her breasts to spill free.

Mina looked up into Nayeon's eyes, a silent question, a search for any sign of hesitation. Finding none, she felt Nayeon's fingers tugging on her hair, a silent command, a whisper of wanting. She opened her mouth, her lips capturing Nayeon's nipple, her tongue swirling around, pulling it in.

A moan fell from Nayeon's mouth. Her grip tightened on Mina's hair, urging her on. Mina's hands steadied Nayeon's hips, holding her close. Mina continued to roll her tongue around Nayeon's nipple, giving the same attention to the other. She felt Nayeon shudder beneath her touch, her body heating with every minute that passed. Soon enough, Nayeon was grinding on Mina's lap, her hips trying to feel something.

Nayeon, consumed by a surge of desire, gently pushed Mina onto her back. Mina's dark eyes met Nayeon's, who was still on top of her. The room seemed to hold its breath. As Mina lay back, her body arched slightly, offering herself to Nayeon with trust. Nayeon's hands traveled over Mina's body, her stomach, her hips, to her sides, to her ribs until they reached the edge of her bra.

Nayeon's lips found Mina's again, a fierce kiss that left them both breathless. Their tongues danced. Mina's hands gripped Nayeon's hips, urging her to grind on her lap for more pressure, more friction, and more of everything.

Nayeon's mouth left Mina's, trailing a path of wet kisses down her neck, her collarbone, and her chest. Mina's bra slipped away, revealing her bare chest to Nayeon's hungry gaze. With a soft moan, Mina arched her back as Nayeon's lips captured Mina's nipple, her tongue swirling around the taut peak. Mina pressed herself against Nayeon with a desperation.

Mina gasped as Nayeon's fingers traced a path down her stomach, teasingly inching closer to the hem of her shorts. A grunt escaped from her lips as she flipped their position. Nayeon let out a surprised giggle as Mina took control, pinning her down.

"My turn," Mina whispered huskily.

Her lips trailed a path down Nayeon's neck, taking her time to feel every inch of her skin. Tongue circling on every spot, finding any sensitive area that made Nayeon arch her back. With a bit of nips and sucks here and there that left marks, Mina dipped her head further. She made her way down Nayeon's chest, pausing to admire the rise and fall of her breath before pressing kisses on her mound, enjoying the soft skin on her lips. Her nipples hardened under Mina's touch, eliciting a soft moan from Nayeon.

Mina's hands roamed freely until they reached Nayeon's shorts. She pulled them down slowly, looking up to Nayeon with a silent question, and Nayeon willingly helped Mina to remove her last piece of clothing.

Mina paused for a second, admiring a naked Nayeon on her bed. She smiled at the sight before leaning in to continue kissing down on Nayeon's stomach. It was gentle and tender, each touch and kiss filled with affection.

"Your skin is so soft," Mina whispered against her navel.

Nayeon's hips jerked at the feeling of her breath. She chuckled as a reply.

Wet lips went down, and legs parted without hesitation as Mina's mouth found its destination.

Tongue flat against Nayeon's heat, and it tasted sweet. The second flick tasted like honey, and the third tasted salty. Mina sighed at the intoxicating combination of flavors, her hands gripping Nayeon's thighs as she pushed her head closer.

Nayeon's hands threaded through Mina's hair, and her moans were soft. Her hips lifted instinctively, wanting more of Mina's tongue.

Mina wasn't thinking of anything else other than the way Nayeon's cunt felt against her tongue, the soft moans, the body glistening with sweat, and the way Nayeon's fingers tangled in her hair. She closed her eyes and let herself get lost and wild. She focused on her clit, under the hood and over the folds, using just the right amount of pressure and speed to drive Nayeon crazy. The taste of her arousal was addicting, and Mina knew she could never get enough of it.

Nayeon's hips started to stutter, and her moans grew louder, pushing Mina to go faster. She slipped a finger inside Nayeon, feeling her walls clench around it as she never stopped working her magic with her tongue.

In and out, Mina continued to move her finger in rhythm with her tongue as the wetness spread throughout Nayeon's core. Mina was consumed by the sounds of Nayeon's moans and the wet sounds of thrusting, her own lust building. She could feel herself melting.

A pitched whimper escaped Nayeon's lips as she let go. Mina felt the shiver of Nayeon's climax against her mouth and the muscles tightening against her finger. She smiled in satisfaction.

As Nayeon's body trembled in the aftermath of her orgasm, Mina gently kissed her way back up to her lips.

"I love you," Mina whispered. "You taste good by the way."

Nayeon sighed against Mina's mouth, a soft, contented sound that spoke of her satisfaction and her love. Her arms circled around Mina's neck, pulling her close, holding her tight. She murmured, "I love you too."

"Tired?" Mina's hand caressed Nayeon's stomach, a gentle, soothing touch that was both comforting and arousing.

Nayeon smirked and replied, "No."

With a swift, confident movement, she pushed Mina back onto the bed. "I think it's my turn to make you feel good now."

Nayeon did not waste anytime to remove Mina's last clothing. Her lips kissed Mina for a moment before trailing down her body. Sloppy, open-mouthed kisses along her neck, the hollow of her throat, the valley between her breasts, and down to her toned stomach. Mina’s breath hitched, her back arching slightly as Nayeon’s hands slid up her thighs, urging her legs apart.

Nayeon settled between Mina’s legs, the warmth of her breath ghosting over sensitive skin.

"Nayeon…"

Mina was already breathless, her hands reaching out to grasp the sheets beneath her.

Nayeon’s tongue was warm, rolling gently against her slit, and Mina’s thoughts shattered. Hands slid up to cradle Mina’s hips, holding her securely as she deepened her touch, her lips and tongue working in slow, worshipful strokes. Mina melted into it, her mind spinning with the realization that this was Nayeon. Her Nayeon.

"You’re so beautiful like this," Nayeon murmured against her, the vibration of her voice sending a tickle inside Mina. "Let me hear you."

Mina’s fingers tangled in Nayeon’s hair, her breath coming in rough bursts as Nayeon’s tongue circled, teased, and finally pressed inside.

The world blurred, from the way Nayeon’s name fell from Mina’s lips like a prayer to the way every flick and caress made her dizzy. It did not take long for Mina to wildly release the tension inside her stomach.

The front door creaked open, followed by the faint murmur of voices and soft footsteps drawing nearer.

Mina stirred from sleep, her eyes fluttering against the morning light. Nayeon’s warmth was pressed close beside her, skin against skin, the sunlight spilling gently across tangled sheets and sleepy faces. Turning her head, Mina found herself gazing at Nayeon’s peaceful expression, lips slightly parted, hair fanned out across the pillow. She chuckled as she traced her fingers lightly along Nayeon's jawline.

She still couldn’t believe it, how lucky she was to wake up next to someone so beautiful, so full of love. Her chest swelled thinking how much she loves her as she leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against Nayeon’s cheek.

“Good morning, baby,” Mina whispered, her voice barely above a breath.

Then her brow knitted together.

…Voices.

She froze, listening. There it was again. A faint shuffle from the living room, the dull thud of something being set down, then silence.

Her pulse quickened. Did someone just come in?

The bedroom door swung open without warning.

“Good morning, Auntie Mina!” came Tzuyu’s bright, cheerful voice, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps pounding across the floor. “Good morning, Teacher Nayeon!”

Mina’s eyes flew open in shock. Her heart nearly exploded out of her chest as she watched the little girl burst into the room. With a startled gasp, Mina grabbed for the blanket, yanking it up to her chin and covering both herself and Nayeon beneath it. The sheets rustled as she held the fabric tightly in place, her pulse pounding in her ears.

“Hey, sweetheart…” Mina managed, her tone stiff but calm. “What are you doing here so early?”

“I wanted to surprise you and have breakfast with you!” Tzuyu declared proudly, her grin stretching from ear to ear as she stood at the edge of the bed. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, completely unaware of the situation she had just walked into.

“Oh, you did, huh?” Mina said, forcing a laugh as she tried to secretly tuck the blanket higher around their shoulders. She could feel the warmth of Nayeon’s skin pressed against her side.

Before Mina could say anything else, Tzuyu started to climb onto the bed. The mattress dipped under her small weight, making Mina’s heart stop for a split second.

“Tzuyu, wait—!” she said quickly, reaching out a hand as if she could somehow stop her.

Too late. The five-year-old had already bounced onto the bed, giggling and hopping in place, creating movements through the mattress with each energetic jump.

Mina could only laugh nervously, her cheeks turning red. “Sweetheart, careful! You’re going to hurt yourself.”

Mina threw Nayeon a helpless look over her shoulder. Nayeon, now very much awake, blinked at the chaos in disbelief. Her hair was a tousled mess, her blanket clutched tightly to her chest.

“T-Tzuyu?!” Nayeon stammered, her eyes wide.

“Good morning, Teacher Nayeon!” Tzuyu sang again, completely oblivious to the panic. She gave another happy bounce on the bed, her laughter ringing through the room like a bell.

Nayeon pressed her lips together, glancing at Mina in panic and disbelief. Mina’s expression was a mixture of horror and suppressed laughter.

“Sorry for bursting in. I was calling you, but you weren’t answering,” Jihyo’s voice came from the hallway outside the bedroom. “Tzuyu was so excited to see your new apartment—she’s been crying all morning because she wants to hang out with both of you.”

“Unnie!” Mina called out, panic raising her voice.

“Yeah?” Jihyo replied, still not showing herself in the doorway. The faint rustle of plastic bags and paper crinkling could be heard from the kitchen. She must be putting things elsewhere, Mina thought, heart hammering.

“We also went to the market,” Jihyo continued. “Thought we could make this like a little mini housewarming party for you guys. I hope you don’t mind.”

“I’ll bring cake and beer later!” Jeongyeon’s voice added from somewhere further down the hallway.

“Unnie!” Mina called again, more urgently this time, her voice cracking slightly.

“What?” Jihyo finally appeared in the doorway, and her eyes immediately fell on the bed.

Her jaw dropped.

There they were. Mina and Nayeon, wrapped in sheets, trying desperately to cover themselves. The aftermath of a night spent together was painfully obvious, discarded worn clothes on the floor, though their flushed faces and embarrassed expressions almost made Jihyo feel cold. And there was Tzuyu, bouncing happily on the bed, entirely unaware of the chaos she had walked into.

“Oh, shit!” Jihyo yelped, instinctively rushing into the room. She scooped Tzuyu into her arms, lifting her away from the bed. “Oh God, I’m so sorry!”

Tzuyu, clutching Jihyo tightly, tilted her head in confusion. “What’s wrong, Mommy? You said… ‘shit.’”

Jihyo laughed nervously, brushing her hair back from her face as she looked back at Mina and Nayeon. “Yeah, sorry, baby. Just… unexpected, that’s all.”

Mina pressed the sheets closer around herself, cheeks burning, while Nayeon tried to shift straighter, still clutching the blanket. Both avoided Jihyo’s gaze; their embarrassment was palpable in the room.

“Help me prepare breakfast for Auntie Mina and Nayeon, okay?” Jihyo said, shifting Tzuyu securely in her arms.

The little girl giggled, waving her tiny hands in excitement, oblivious to the source of their flustered expressions.

…

The breakfast table was unusually quiet. The clinking of utensils and the cold murmur of morning settled the space. Jihyo and Jeongyeon exchanged knowing glances over their coffee cups while helping Tzuyu cut her pancakes, doing their best not to burst into laughter.

Across the table, Mina and Nayeon sat side by side, their faces still flushed from earlier. Every now and then, their eyes would meet, followed by a quick, embarrassed smile. The only one blissfully unaware of the tension was Tzuyu, happily munching on her pancakes, swinging her little legs beneath the chair.

“Are you going to live here forever, Teacher Nayeon?” Tzuyu asked, her voice sweet and curious.

Nayeon smiled, pretending to think for a moment. “Yes and no,” she said lightly, twirling her fork. “I’ll live with Auntie Mina, but if she ever makes me mad, I might find another place to stay.”

Mina giggled, but Tzuyu’s expression immediately turned serious. She shook her head vigorously, crumbs falling from her lips.

“No! You have to stay here forever! Auntie Mina will never hurt you. She told me she loves you so much!”

Jeongyeon snorted into her coffee, trying to hide her laugh, while Jihyo covered her mouth to stifle a smile.

Mina’s cheeks burned as she reached over to pat Tzuyu’s head. “You’re too cute, sweetheart."

“If that’s the case, I guess I’ll live here forever." Nayeon nudged Mina gently, her grin softening.

“Yay!” Tzuyu clapped her syrup-sticky hands in joy. “Then… when are you getting married?”

Both Mina and Nayeon froze mid-bite. Their eyes met, and within seconds, they burst into quiet laughter.

“Baby, it’s a bit early for them to get married,” Jihyo said, taking a slow sip of her coffee.

“What?” Tzuyu exclaimed, eyes wide with puzzlement. “But in Disney movies, after they kiss, they get married! And I’ve seen you kiss two times already!”

The table went silent for a beat.

“Two times?” Jihyo repeated, raising a brow as she glanced between the couple.

Mina immediately set down her fork and raised her hands in mock surrender.

“Okay, okay. Just one! The second one, we weren’t kissing. We were talking!”

“Uh-huh,” Jeongyeon muttered, smirking. “Must’ve been a really close conversation.”

Nayeon hid her face behind her hands, laughing, while Mina groaned and dropped her head onto the table.

Jeongyeon couldn’t hold back her laughter. “You two better be careful next time. Don’t let this little detective catch you again.”

Nayeon chuckled and turned to Tzuyu, giving her a playful wink. “We’ll get married when we’re ready, okay?”

“Yay!” Tzuyu clapped again. “I’ll be one of the princesses! And then I’ll have a cousin soon!”

The statement hit like a thunderclap. Mina choked on her bite of pancake, coughing violently, while Nayeon’s fork slipped straight from her hand and clattered onto the plate.

Across the table, Jihyo and Jeongyeon burst out laughing, completely losing composure as Tzuyu continued humming and swaying happily in her chair.

“This little girl’s imagination is something else,” Jihyo said between giggles, wiping tears from her eyes.

Jeongyeon nodded, still grinning. “Yeah, it’s adorable and also kind of terrifying.”

Tzuyu turned back toward Nayeon, her expression shifting to one of sudden curiosity. She squinted, leaning forward.

“Wait, Teacher Nayeon…” Her gaze trailed down from Nayeon’s face to her neck, her little brow furrowing. “What’s that on your neck?”

The air instantly froze.

Jihyo and Jeongyeon exchanged looks before both of them cleared their throats loudly, trying not to laugh again.

Nayeon’s eyes widened. Her hand flew up to her neck to cover the marks just as she shot a quick glare and a not-so-gentle kick under the table toward Mina.

“Ow!” Mina yelped softly, then forced a nervous smile at Tzuyu. “Oh, um—it’s nothing serious, sweetheart. Just… bedbugs! Yeah, we had a little bedbug problem.”

Tzuyu gasped, horrified. “Bedbugs?! Are you okay, Teacher Nayeon?”

“I’m fine, Tzu,” Nayeon said quickly, her smile stiff. “Just a few tiny bites. We’ll take care of them soon.”

Jeongyeon leaned toward Jihyo, muttering under her breath, “That’s plenty of big bug bites…"

“Jeong,” Jihyo hissed, elbowing her hard in the ribs.

Jeongyeon snorted, trying to keep a straight face. "Yeah, they were making Tzuyu's cousin last night."

Mina buried her face in her hands and Nayeon just sighed in defeat.

Meanwhile, Tzuyu continued happily eating her pancakes, completely satisfied that the ‘bedbugs’ had been properly explained and her Teacher Nayeon is fine.

The morning was pure chaos. Every table buzzed with energy. One group was coloring with more crayons on the floor than on paper, another was giggling as they tossed scrunched-up sheets across the room, and a few adventurous ones were running in circles like it was recess instead of class.

Amid the playful noise, the door opened. Nayeon and Sana stepped back inside, having just finished speaking with a parent in the hallway. The moment the kids caught sight of them, the energy shifted.

Little whispers died down, paper balls were discreetly hidden under tables, and chairs squeaked as everyone scrambled to sit properly. Within seconds, the classroom transformed.

“Good morning, class,” Nayeon greeted, her warm smile lighting up the room. Her voice rang effortlessly, attracting both attention and comfort. “I hope you all had fun while we were gone.” She glanced playfully around, spotting a stray crayon rolling across the floor. “A little too much fun, maybe?”

The kids giggled, some ducking their heads.

Nayeon continued, “We have someone very special joining us today. Everyone, please welcome your new classmate, Chaeyoung!”

All eyes turned to the small girl standing shyly beside Sana. Chaeyoung clutched the strap of her tiny backpack, her shoulders slightly hunched as she peeked at her new classmates.

“Go ahead, sweetheart,” Sana encouraged gently, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

Chaeyoung took a small step forward and gave a timid wave, her cheeks flushing.

“Hi…” she said in a soft, almost whispering voice.

The room instantly filled with cheerful greetings. “Hi, Chaeyoung!” the children chimed in unison, waving excitedly. The welcoming energy made Chaeyoung’s lips curl into a shy smile, revealing a dimple that didn’t go unnoticed.

Nayeon grinned. “Alright, class. Chaeyoung will be sitting with Tzuyu today.”

Chaeyoung nodded and made her way toward the table. Tzuyu, ever the friendly one, beamed at her and scooted over to make space.

When Chaeyoung sat down, Tzuyu peeked at her from the corner of her eye, trying not to stare too obviously. She noticed the tiny braid in Chaeyoung’s hair and thought it looked nice.

“Hi,” Tzuyu said, smiling just a little too wide. “I’m Tzuyu. You can use my crayons if you want.”

“Thank you,” Chaeyoung replied, her dimple showing as she smiled back.

Tzuyu felt something weird in her heart, not that she understood what that meant. She just knew she liked seeing Chaeyoung smile.

Nayeon clapped her hands lightly. “Okay. Let’s all welcome our new friend and be kind today, okay?”

“Yes, Teacher Nayeon!” the kids chorused.

As the class returned to its morning routine, Tzuyu kept sneaking glances at Chaeyoung. Every time Chaeyoung looked up, Tzuyu quickly looked down at her paper, pretending to color, her cheeks faintly pink.

Tzuyu thinks Chaeyoung is beautiful.