ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Falling into place ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ As she tossed Chan a bottle, she said, "You know, I've noticed you're always wearing a beanie when I see you. I can't help but wonder what it looks like under there." She smirked ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ Ren's mischievous gaze glimmered as she arched her eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" she asked, her tone turning serious as she faked a serious expression and moved closer to him. Chan's smile widened as he folded his arms. "You were planning on snatching my beanie, weren't you?" he declared with confidence. ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ "Give me the beanie," he teasingly demanded. "No," she responded defiantly. "What will you do if I don't?" Chan set Ren on her feet before turning her around to face him and gently cupped her face, "I'm sure I can come up with some creative ways to get it back." He raised a brow, his mouth quirked into a knowing smile as he waited for Ren to respond As he cupped her face in his hands, his warm breath caressing her skin, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. With a playful spark in her eye, Ren retorted ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ ⚠️ Tw: Language ⚠️ Tw: Drinking