In the quiet of the garden, it felt like nothing else in the world mattered. Jiyeon glanced over at Yura, who was sprawled on the picnic blanket, her body basking in the warm afternoon sun. The remnants of their meal lay scattered around them—carefully crafted sandwiches, bright red strawberries, and an assortment of homemade treats that Jiyeon had meticulously prepared. Now, with their bellies full, they let the afternoon lazily pass them by, the soft rustling of the wind in the trees the only sound breaking the stillness.
Yura stretched out lazily, a content sigh escaping her lips. "You know, I think this is the life. A beautiful garden, good food, and you next to me. What more could I possibly need?"
Jiyeon smirked, leaning back on her hands as she turned her head towards Yura. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe someone to challenge you in a kimchi-off?" Her voice dripped with amusement as she referenced their earlier banter.
