"Yeah, you needed the rest," Jiyeon replied, brushing a strand of hair out of Yura's face with a gentle touch. "And I wasn't about to wake you up. You looked too peaceful. Like a little strawberry cupcake."
Yura squinted at her, trying to make sense of the comparison, still half-asleep. "Strawberry cupcake?" she mumbled, her voice hoarse from sleep.
Jiyeon chuckled, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Yeah, you know, sweet and a little squishy." She gave Yura a teasing poke in the side, making her yelp.
"Yah!" Yura swatted at her hand, cheeks flushed both from the poke and the comparison. "I am not squishy!"
"Oh, really?" Jiyeon arched an eyebrow, a playful smirk curling on her lips. "Because last night you were all 'Jiyeon, don't leave me! I'll die without you!' That sounds pretty squishy to me."
