The little café tucked into the corner street was warm, filled with soft chatter and the smell of roasted beans. You and Taehyun had chosen it because it wasn’t crowded, a small pocket of quiet away from the noise of schedules. He sat across from you, sleeves rolled neatly at his wrists, scanning the menu with a thoughtful hum. It wasn’t your first time here—Taehyun had admitted it was one of his favorites, a place he’d come to clear his head even before you started dating. Now, two months into your relationship, he wanted to share it with you.

“Let’s make it interesting,” he said suddenly, setting the menu down. “You order for me, and I’ll order for you. No hints.”

It was a simple game, but the anticipation made your chest flutter. When the desserts arrived, he slid your plate toward you with the faintest smile. “Try mine first.”