twice saida - "go big or go home"
At the next table, Dahyun pours another round for Momo, Jeongyeon, and Mina, making smiling eye contact with each as she goes around. She pours her own drink last, and then turns her head to the side as she drinks it, catching Sana’s eye just before she tilts her head back.
“That little minx,” Sana says, almost affronted. “Do you see her tormenting me on purpose?”
“She’s being completely appropriate,” Jihyo says.
“Exactly,” Sana hisses.
“You’re kind of sloppy, though.” Nayeon grins and gives Tzuyu a nudge so she’ll pour another round, too—Sana absolutely doesn’t need it, and she’s absolutely going to. This late, the soju goes down smooth as honey.
Dahyun covers her mouth to laugh at something Jeongyeon says. Sana’s forehead hits the table.
The girls at Sana’s table laugh and the others gasp. “Is she all right?” Dahyun asks.
“She says you’re tormenting her on purpose,” Chaeyoung replies.
“Traitor,” Sana says without lifting her head.
Sana is surrounded by the scent of white flowers and then Dahyun’s soft arms, pulling her up. Sana puckers her lips up, ready to be revived with a kiss. She’d take it, right now, in front of Nayeon’s mocking giggles and everyone else, too.
Dahyun giggles and smacks some air-kisses around Sana’s forehead and cheeks, then pushes Sana firmly back to sit upright in her chair. Her hand squeezes around Sana’s shoulder, nails digging into her skin in a way that makes Sana jump and won’t be perceptible to anyone else. Later, that dig says.
And Dahyun walks away again, that little minx.