CHAELISA One-shots

Curiosity Killed The Cat

***

It was a calculated risk, but one that Lisa would regret taking. Chaeyoung always seemed to enjoy it, so curiously Lisa had snuck a sip of her coffee. It was plain. Like actually no sugar or milk. She put the mug down so quickly that she nearly spilt on herself, and quickly gulped down a healthy mouthful of her caramel latte to cleanse her mouth.

“Lis?” Chaeyoung enquired, blonde brow lifted. She had just turned to send Lisa a look, and must have caught her glaring at the coffee. “What did you do?”

Lisa licked her upper lip, clearing it of some foam. “Nothing,” she responded curtly. She kept her eyes trained on the mug, feeling her gut turn in hate for it. Chaeyoung returned happily to her task of flipping pancakes. Eventually, though, Lisa couldn’t keep it to herself anymore. “Chaeng, do you enjoy everything so bitter?”

Chaeyoung snorted. “I must, since I’m dating you.”

Lisa took the blow personally, but she didn’t let Chaeyoung know that. Instead, she fixed her gaze on Chaeyoung’s back. “Chaeng, don’t be mean.”

“Or your fragile heart will break?” Chaeyoung laughed, plating the last pancake and switching the stove off. She sent Lisa an amused grin as she turned to dump the pan in the sink. “We all know how emotionally fragile you really are, babe.”

“Am not,” Lisa pouted. She sipped more of her latte while Chaeyoung set the plate of pancakes down, and then she stabbed one with a fork and dragged it onto her plate.

“Did you drink my coffee?” Chaeyoung asked casually. She took a seat beside Lisa, as close as she could. “I always warn you not to, you know.”

Lisa shifted so that she was leaning against Chaeyoung’s side. “Pass me the syrup, please.” Chaeyoung passed the syrup, smiling. “And yes, I drank your coffee. I was curious.”

“Curiosity killed the cat, Lis’.”

“Incorrect. Satisfaction brought it back.”

Chaeyoung laughed. “Ah, so you’re more than just a pretty face.”

Lisa dipped her head to the side, pouting. “But seriously, black and bitter coffee?”

Chaeyoung shrugged as she took a healthy bite of pancake. “I just like how it tastes.”

“It tastes like disappointment.”

Chaeyoung carefully set her fork down, then she turned until she and Lisa were facing each other. She steadied her expression. “Babe, are we going to have to have a talk about this?”

“But Chaeng, black and bitter?”

“Lisa, I am a free woman to make my own damn coffee decisions.”

Lisa swallowed, nodding. She opened her mouth, clearly ready to argue again, but relented with a sigh. “Fine, I’ll leave you to wallow in your misery.”

“See, now that’s why I have you here.” She gave Lisa’s head a pat, clearly stifling a laugh when Lisa sent her an answering glare. But those beautiful brown eyes begged for her forgiveness, and Lisa playfully bumped their shoulders.

“Let’s agree to never speak of this again,” she decided. “And I’ll never judge your choice of drink.”

Despite the fact that it made eating difficult, Chaeyoung took hold of Lisa’s hand. Lisa gave a little squeeze to the grasp, sighing a little at the warmth of fluttering butterflies in her tummy. Chaeyoung always did that, even so far down in the relationship.

“So, what does your coffee taste like?” Chaeyoung asked curiously.

Lisa grinned. “Wanna taste?”

Chaeyoung did. It was a calculated risk, and one that Chaeyoung would regret. Still, curiosity killed the cat.

**

Ctto...