#everyone went wild for the mini cake yesterday so here's another one

[suitcasetales]

Hallo! Hilsen fra Norge!

(Hello! Greetings from Norway!)

According to our 2021 calendar, we flew to Norway Wednesday night. Yesterday’s itinerary included a mini-cruise, a tour of a stave church and a visit to a waterfall. Today, more fjords, quaint villages and a visit to a Viking museum. How I wish I could tell you all about it. How I wish I had beautiful photos to share with you. How I wish I had interesting factoids to pass along to you. But alas, this is 2021....or is it the 16th month of 2020?

What really happened? We went took a trip 65 miles away — versus 3,872 miles — and for all of 27-hours! And believe it or not, we did things we have never done before and I am so desperate to get back to writing, I thought I would tell you about it.

Ironically, it was a pandemic driven trip. Janet is a member of a gym here in Richmond, technically Midlothian, called ACAC (Atlantic Coast Athletic Club). It began in Charlottesville during the fitness craze in the 70’s and has a few locations now in Virginia, Maryland and Pennsylvania. Founder Phil Wendel “set out to operate a health club where everyone would feel comfortable coming to exercise.” Janet first started going via a 60-days- for-$60 P.R.E.P. (physician referred exercise program) incentive and has been there ever since. She has trained with personal trainers and taken various styles of water exercise classes but her favorite is Zumba where she can dance and shake her booty.

ACAC-Charlottesville was holding a fundraiser for an affordable housing charity in C’ville whose services and assistance, as you would be well aware of in this long pandemic, continue to be in high demand. The Sprint Pavilion, normally an outdoor, covered pavilion popular for concerts, was the venue for a morning of exercise classes, Zumba, Yoga and Afterburn. Participants paid money for each class. One of ACAC-Midlothian’s instructors, Marcela was invited to lead the 8:30 Zumba class. Janet thought it sounded fun so we decided to go up Friday night and do something wild and crazy and actually stay in a hotel.

Janet found us a suite hotel above the Barracks Road shopping center which accepted dogs (for only an additional $25) and did not have a two-night weekend requirement. With Cokie being the nervous dog that she is, we knew a take-out dinner would be our best option for Friday night, too. Again, Janet did the research and suggested C’ville’s number one rated restaurant, The Ivy Inn Restaurant. We have always known of it but had never eaten there and frankly, didn’t even know where it was located. Their website encouraged us to pre-order, even for take-out, as they often sell out. Thursday night, we ordered up a feast.

I left the hospital early Friday and we drove to Charlottesville and on to the hotel. Our suite was perfect and once settled in, I went and picked up our dinner, a six minute drive away. Our dinner was delicious. We treated ourselves to three courses. Janet had a nice salad with goat cheese and dates, pork chop with sweet potato mash and collards and strawberry rhubarb crisp with ice-cream. I had sweet potato empanadas , local mountain trout with rice and green beans and sticky toffee pudding with ice-cream. And although that sounds like a lot of food, the portions were actually reasonable and we were not miserably stuffed.

Nevertheless, I had not had my exercise for the day. The clouds had cleared, the sun was out, the sky was blue and so we went for a walk. Just behind the hotel, there was a short path that led to “The Park,” on the University of Virginia campus. We circumvented the several intramural athletic fields and a softball stadium (that looked more like a former softball stadium), found a wooded area with some trails where Cokie was more at home and then walked around some of the law school buildings. It was the perfect evening walk and we managed almost two miles.

At check-in, we were given this magnet to place on our room door. The magnet must remain on the door the entire stay. (And FYI if you travel with a dog, they can be left in your suite if in a crate.)

Saturday morning, we took advantage of the hotel’s grab-n-go breakfast, grabbing it and bringing it back to our room. Cokie and I delivered Janet to the amphitheater and went off to find a place to hike while she danced. We shortly found an entrance to the 20-mile Rivanna Trail which is a “rustic urban wilderness trail” and did a quiet and protected hike alongside a creek for about 20 minutes before returning to the truck and then back downtown to say high to Marcela and to pick up Janet.

Photos from my hike short hike with Cokie. The May Apples were in full bloom!

Marcela introduced Janet to the ACAC founder and was able to thank him and tell him she would not be the person she is today without ACAC.

We returned to our hotel (where we had a very generous noon checkout), showered, did some research for the rest of the day, and checked out around 11:15. It was so worth having stayed overnight!

Like Richmond, and perhaps even more so with the Blue Ridge mountains all around, Charlottesville has many opportunities for hiking. We didn’t want to drive further west in to Shenandoah or go along the Parkway as the forecast was not good. Instead, we went to the Ivy Creek Natural Area which offered about 7 miles of hiking trails. Unfortunately, as soon as we turned in to the parking areas, everywhere, there were “no dogs” signs. What?! No dogs? Well, darn.

But, knowing Cokie as we do, we hiked anyway and left Cokie snoozing in the truck. We knew she wouldn’t care — we always have to really coax her out of the truck anyway and convince her she will like what we are doing. It was cloudy and cool and we knew she would be alright. We ended up hiking less than 3 miles. We enjoyed the hike and it was a good workout, up and down a lot with beautiful wildflowers and some nice water views of a creek. Returning to the vehicle, Cokie could have cared less that we had been gone.....or even that we were back!

We debated for a bit, trying to decide if we wanted to go to one of the many breweries, cideries or wineries in the area, but again, it just was not going to be a pretty afternoon. For those of you who live in central Virginia, you will probably be shocked to read that we have never been to Carter Mountain Orchard so off we went! Or, if you have been there, up we went! Up the mountain road arriving to the huge parking lot and beautiful views from the summit. Bold Rock Cider has a satellite location there but again, no dogs were allowed.

So again, Cokie was left in the truck while we went on a short visit. We can’t imagine how crazy it is to visit in the Fall — we know many of you do it; we have seen your photos on Facebook. But having no children and not being huge fans of apples, we have now checked it off our list, and feeling fortunate to have visited it in on dull Spring day. On the other hand, Janet did enjoy a cider and as there were no savory food choices available (and outside food was not allowed, another pet peeve of ours), we had to have apple spice doughnuts for lunch. Yes, we HAD to have them.

Along the Carter Mountain road, a hiking trail had crossed over near the beginning so next we went in pursuit of its trailhead and parking area. We drove just around the corner to the Michie Tavern complex on the Thomas Jefferson Parkway (that leads to Monticello) and parked. We managed to get Cokie out of the truck and headed in the direction we thought the trail could be accessed, only it wasn’t. We turned back and walked along the Michie Tavern historic buildings to the other end of the parking lot, which was a dead end.

Janet sought the advice of the restaurant hostess and back down the highway we went, turning in to a small parking lot at Kemper Park and nabbing one of the last two parking spots. We packed our raincoats and hats and convinced Cokie that she would be okay — Come on, Cokie, you will like it — and finally managed to get going along the Saunders-Monticello Trail.

This “trail” is really a cinder road, so wide and very easy to walk, slightly but steadily climbing. Eventually, we took a side trail to an overlook and then saw a trail jutting off from it and decided to diverge. A great decision, too, as it was a very vigorous ascent, followed by a hike along the contours before descending to a nice footbridge that returned to us to the main hiking road. And, we had that trail it all to ourselves. At the end, we read a sign where it had built in memoriam of a Monticello trail manager. It was the perfect workout after a doughnut lunch. Hike number four, in the books. And just as we made it back to the parking lot, it started raining.

We drove home in steady rain and ended our mini-vacation (and I do mean mini!) with a dine-in dinner at Lola’s Farmhouse Bistro in Manakin-Sabot. We thought we might have to just do take-out but called enroute to see if we could make a reservation. As expected, they were fully booked but ended up accommodating us when we said it was just the two of us and we could be there by 5:00. The hostess said it wouldn’t hurt if we could get there even earlier, and we did....and had the restaurant to ourselves. We both had large, tasty salads and even scored a free takeaway dessert as an apology when, due to the kitchen not being busy yet, our entrees of lobster ravioli and chicken Marsala arrived before we had even put a dent in our salads!

No, it wasn’t Norway. And it wasn’t even a multi-night getaway but a getaway, no matter where, is better than nothing these days. But finally doing some writing feels good!! And if we ever make it to Norway, we will eat hjortebakkels (Norwegian cake donuts) for lunch and I will tell you all about it.

[thisislizheather]

February Feats 2020

I write this from underneath two blankets, perched atop three pillows. This is day three of being sick (Nathan just joined me in illness yesterday) and I think I’m getting better but that could just be blind hope. In any case, I still have to tell you what went on last month. Forgive the tone of this post, it might be… affected.

I heard that Matthew Broderick and Sarah Jessica Parker are going to be in the Paul Simon play Plaza Suite together and so I casually thought “Ooo, might be nice to catch” so I looked it up and tickets START at $700. So I guess fuck me then. I swear to god, this fucking city.

The best cover so far this year:

Above Photo: Brian Stauffer, The New Yorker

I rewatched a movie I love: The Door In The Floor and it really holds up well. Kim Basinger and Jeff Bridges and both too good at what they do. Love this movie so much.

I rewatched The Evil Dead and look I understand it’s probably a “good horror movie” especially for its time and budget, but I fucking hated it, maybe even more so than the last time that I saw it. Never again. Why do I keep rewatching things that I hate? I don’t have to like everything. I must repeat this to myself daily.

I had lunch at Daily Provisions and their lemon cruller was really good and light and the chicken club sandwich was good, too. Always a solid morning/afternoon place.

Favourite tweets of the month.

I tried Trader Joe’s Whole Wheat Couscous and maaaaan, it was so good. So I guess all couscous is good? Gotta get my hands on that pearly couscous. That seems like the money cousocus.

I made this Greek Couscous Salad for lunches for a week and didn’t get sick of it at all, I gotta remember to keep this in the rotation. I also kept the salad and the couscous separate until I wanted to eat, and then I’d join them together.

I can’t believe I hadn’t seen this sketch before (calling someone a “goofy bitch” just about killed me), also ignore how bad an actress Cardi B is.

I finished watching The Good Place and yes it was a good show. I don’t think l liked it as much as pretty much everyone else in my life who loved it, but it was definitely a good show. This scene was the best part of the finale, for sure. That song used in the scene will always elicit tears, I remember falling in love with it when it was used in the movie that everyone hated but me, Swept Away.

Again, I visited Everlane and it still disappoints. Why do I keep thinking it’ll be different each time? What the fuck is wrong with me?

I saw Parasite and it was wonderful and everyone who hasn’t seen it should see it. I haven’t heard from one person who didn’t like it. Universally liked!

I listened to the new Strokes single and hated it, so that’s something. Growth?

I haven’t seen the whole episode yet, but I really liked RuPaul’s SNL monologue.

Why isn’t everyone putting pickles on grilled cheese? Makes no sense. Fucking taste explosion.

I finally tried the (off-menu, must be requested when it’s not brunch) Cacio E Pepe at L’Artusi and holy christ, it might be better than their mushroom ragu. I KNOW. Such wild developments! (They also started serving at lunch, but only lunch delivery, not dine-in. SO this means nothing to me.)

I think I will officially stop buying candles from Bath & Body Works. The ones at Marshalls are cheaper, last longer and the variety of scents is endless. I have a candle from Marshalls right now simply called STORM and it really does kinda smell like stormy weather. Obviously I’m waiting for a thunderstorm to light that mother. I have mental issues?

I watched the newest season of Shrill (no big spoilers ahead) and loved it, obviously. The disappointing-ness of parents is so nicely shown (that moment at the restaurant when she asks her dad what he thinks of her boyfriend and he’s so indifferent, ugh so perfect), I absolutely LOVED the wedding episode (infact all of the episodes following that one are the best ones, I think I just love the episodes not centered about this not-great relationship with her and her boyfriend), the WEHAM episode is perfect (finally someone making fun of makeup for for legs), and I continue to love the character Fran. Really hoping for a third season, especially based on the season finale.

Don’t ask me why, but I watched most of the Police Academy movies and I think the Miami one might be the best one?? I couldn’t make it twenty minutes into the Moscow one, so I feel like you might want to trust me when I say that I know what I’m talking about.

These are my new favourite leggings of all time, they feel like you’re wearing nothing at all.

Cannot get over the beauty of these women and these outfits.

Above Photo: Camila Mendes

Above Photo: Nyma Tang

I watched the Michelle Carter documentary and I don’t know how other people feel, but it’s absolutely unreal that she was found guilty. Of course Nathan disagrees.

I ate at Frank for the first time in over a decade with the one and only Irene and it’s still great. Love that they do the opposite of al dente pasta here. Photos below.

Above Photo: Tagliatelle special, at Frank

Above Photo: Roasted garlic bread, at Frank

Above Photo: Mushroom pappardelle special, at Frank

I can’t find a link for them online, but I bought some reusable Leak Proof Snack Bags by Kitchen Details at Nordstrom Rack and they’re perfect since we typically use a million of those disposable ones for holding sunflower seeds and almonds

I threw out a lot of clothing/shoes/bags, so I went out and bought some things that I absolutely love. I now have a faux fur, brown evening coat that I’ve long dreamed of owning, a new everyday purse, a vintage, gold, mesh evening purse, new everyday shoes, more sunglasses and some new wedges that may or may not replace the older wedges I’ve had since 2006 (the ones lovingly referred to as my Terminators because of the massive fall that I took in them upon exiting the movie Terminator Salvation). I could show you all of the new pieces, but I’d much rather slide into a room you’re in to show you my new fur coat. However if it annoys you not to see any of these new things that bring my joy, here are two of them.

Above Photo: Classic Reeboks from DSW

Above Photo: I also got them in blue

I’ve actually started using tiny drops of facial oil mixed with my nighttime face lotion and even though I’ve only just started to do this, my face is already way less dry when waking up. I don’t know if I can do this in the hotter weather, but for now I’ll keep it up.

I know all of these are old songs, but I recently heard and fell in love with this Taylor Swift song. And this one. And this one. Oh and this one too.

I went to Giorgio’s of Gramercy again (the last time was a few years ago with Nathan) and it’s still great! I haven’t had a steak in awhile, but the one here? Holy hell. Magnificent.

I went to see the new Kubrick 2001 exhibit at the Museum of the Moving Image and it was pretty neat. They have one of his Oscars on display in a case, which was actually really cool to see.

I read and reviewed a biography of Johnny Carson that truly sucked.

So Nathan and I are in the middle of watching McMillion$ and can I just say: boooooooooooooooo. I’ve never seen a “documentary” more over-produced, self-indulgent, superfluous and WILDLY overdone. It’s a bloody six part series that could’ve EASILY been an hour and a half movie. If you ever need proof of a documentary having too much money spend, my god have you found it. Of COURSE Mark Wahlberg has something to do with it, this man needs to fucking STOP. I know they are countless other men attached to the project too, but it’s much easier to shit on just him. God, what a waste of time. The Wikipedia page is more succinct.

I watched To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before 2: P.S. I Still Love You and it was everything I wanted it to be and more. Loved the Adventures in Babysitting reference right off the top (I’ll forever love that movie and it doesn’t get talked about enough), I loved pretty much every musical choice (these are my top three songs from the movie), and I loved the idea of doing another Thanksgiving in March (although I’m pretty sure Chrissy Teigen did this a few years ago and planted that great seed in my head). Definitely the best thing on Netflix at the moment.

Seeing this restored footage of NYC in 1911 is both exciting and eerie as hell, for some reason.

Nathan and I went to the Raptors game that ended their winning streak, sorry about that.

I’ve been consumed with reading so much stuff about what’s going on right now and this was a little helpful: 4 Practical Ways to Prepare Your Home for a Pandemic. Don’t judge me for sharing this link! I’m delirious.

Things that I’m looking forward to this month: visiting Collingwood and going skiing with my family, I might splurge and get that mini birthday cake from Momofuku Milk Bar, and the new season of On My Block comes out on the 11th. I’m pretty into the idea of turning 35, usually I’m more jacked about my birthday month but I think I’m too down to care at the moment. Caring coming soon.

If you’ve got any interest in reading last month’s roundup, you can see what went down in January over here.

#monthly roundup #Liz Heather #this is liz heather #February #2020

[unmanageable-day]

On A Lazy Saturday Afternoon

Crowd of people started to fill a newly open cafe and working space in Itaewon on this sunny yet chilly Sunday. Harim found herself almost lost in the middle of these excited bunch of people. She had promised Yoongi, one of her closest friend, to watch his performance as a gift to the cafe owner, who was actually Harim's cousin. Both Yoongi and Harim's cousin even gave her a free pass to the backstage.

Harim turned her head left and right every minute, trying to find someone she knows. She literally had no company and the idea of going to the backstage somehow never really crossed her mind. She kept refusing when Sunhee, her cousin, approached to take her to the backstage. Until finally she recognized someone, a guy, familiar. That someone seemed to know Harim as well. This tall figure, fair skinned, black haired with fringe guy was coming towards Harim. Her brain worked quite hard to remember who he was. His small yet bright eyes were something. The flat expression like a stone on his face was just another thing.

"Harim noona?"

As that guy called her name, Harim finally got back to her senses. She turned her head to face the one who called her. He was flashing a little smile. A pure, attractive, and somewhat majestic smile that instantly captivated her.

"It looks like you don't remember me." He chuckled. "It's me, Hwang Minhyun. I live only 3 doors away. I'm your junior in Seoul of Performing Arts School, and also in Hanyang University College of Music."

"Ah!" She exclaimed and her eyes got wider as she finally remember who he was. "I'm sorry. I'm terrible with names."

"Never mind. Anyway, is it okay if I join you? I come here with a friend but he went to meet the performers at the backstage, and I assume you've got no company?"

"Yeah, sure. That would be nice." Harim threw a smile at him.

It was not a bad thing that Sunhee saved her a spot enough for three people although it was in the very front row, right where Yoongi and anybody on stage could easily notice.

The audiences were screaming enthusiastically as Yoongi and his two other friends came up on stage. It wasn't even large space, and not even close to a showcase, but the crowd was not joking. Everyone was jamming along to the songs. To be more specific, rap songs. And by the word everyone, just to make it clearer, everyone except Harim. Well, Harim and Minhyun, probably.

Harim had known Yoongi since forever. Both of them had a strong interest in music, but different genre just had to separate them. Yoongi was all about rap, hip hop and everything swag. In opposite, Harim was more like the graceful princess who listens to classic music and plays violin and piano. Other than classic music, she prefers songs sung by singers like Sung Sikyung, Lee Seokhun, Kyuhyun, and other ballad singers. It was still a mystery how Harim and Yoongi could get along very well. Despite of that, this was actually the first time Harim watching Yoongi's live performance. It was her first time too listening to the self-composed songs by her best friend. Probably it was her another first time listening to complete rap songs, since she never really took some time to try listening to rap songs.

Yoongi and his friends just finished three songs. They paused for a short chit-chat before continuing the "mini showcase". The audience seemed to be still on fire. Harim on the other hand, kept taking a look at her wrist watch. She looked restless, but tried to fake it and enjoy the loud crowd.

Without her knowing, Minhyun had been observing Harim and her uneasiness since the very first song. He could tell right away when she didn't nod her head to the songs like everyone did, and somewhat lost her focus. When she started fidgeting. When she kept checking her phone and looking at her wrist watch on and on.

"Harim noona!" Minhyun slightly shouted to get her attention. "Hey, I think I want to grab a coffee and something to eat. Want to come with me?"

The atmosphere at the coffee shop just accross the street was totally the opposite from Sunhee's cafe and working space. Sunhee was pretty lucky she could have Yoongi at her grand opening. But it was just too much for Harim who was not used to be in a crowd, with such a loud music and songs that she thinks impossible to sing along.

Harim doesn't drink coffee, but she always finds the strong coffee aroma calming her sense and mood. If there was no Minhyun who took her to this coffee shop, she would be still stuck in that crowd. She owed him big time afterall.

She and Minhyun had been spending the last 15 minutes in absolute silence. Harim was busy stirring her hot chocolate. Meanwhile Minhyun was as busy as her, eating a big slice of red velvet cake.

"You know, Harim noona, I thought I mistook you for other person when I saw you there."

Harim chuckled. "And why is that?"

"Because the Ahn Harim I know, who used to practice Chopin or Rachmaninoff every day for the orchestra audition, is probably impossible gaining interest in rap." Minhyun answered confidently. "I'm just guessing though."

"Wow. I'm impressed that you know I was in the orchestra." Nodding her head as if giving approval, Harim clapped her hands several times.

Minhyun once again threw a confident wide smile at her while sipping his hot vanilla latte. Every once in a while he stole a glance at the shoulder-length dark blond haired girl in front of him. And that alone always made him slightly grin in happiness.

~

Harim and Minhyun didn't need a long time to finally get along since they have many things in common. They were also comfortable with each other in relatively short time, to the point how linking arms or hugging is very casual for them. And calling names without honorific although Harim is 2 years older. And Harim never felt offended. She actually liked it that way.

Living in the same neighborhood simply enabled both of them to meet very often, telling each other how their day was going, and complaining about this and that. Mostly after that, they just laughed it off together. Little did they know, that actually Harim liked the way Minhyun laughs. And so did he. He, too, found Harim's no-sound laughing somewhat adorable. Probably that's why they like to joke about literally everything. It kinda helps both of them to see everything on the bright and positive side.

"Hey, can I come over at your place? I'm going crazy because of Yoo Seonho." He talked to Harim on the phone. He was in the middle of monitoring the recording his band did a few days ago. But this Yoo Seonho kid just could never stop bugging on him.

"I thought you like him," Harim chuckled. A big smile always grew on her lips every time Minhyun told her about the clingy little brother.

"I thought I do too." A long sigh was heard. Harim knew he wasn't being serious but he did sound tired. It was only Saturday afternoon. Probably he worked way too hard preparing new songs.

"Sure you do. Anyway I'll heat up some soup if you're coming."

"Yeah, I'll be there in 10." Now he sounded excited.

After finishing the meal from the house owner (and making the owner do the dishes), Minhyun moved to the living room. While his thumbs kept on changing the TV channels, his eyes was scanning all over the corner to find pictures of Harim and her family, friends, and even pets. He noticed there is this one particular guy whose pictures had the most number. From college years up until this recent time. Because of this, of course Minhyun would be dying from curiosity.

"Hey, what's with you zapping the TV?" Harim snatched the remote away from Minhyun who was startled. He just grinned.

Harim took a seat next to him, and switched the TV channel into National Geographic Wild. Usually she's not very sensitive to her surroundings. But this time, she could feel the piercing gaze of the person next to her. She turned her head to the right, and said, "Okay, what?"

"'What' what?" He shrugged, grinning and blinking his squinty eyes.

Harim rolled her eyes and went back to watching the TV.

"Hey," he spoke as he took one of the photo frames on the table next to the couch. "Isn't this the guy who performed at your cousin's cafe?"

Minhyun just succeeded again at distracting her attention. So finally she turned off the TV, in the thought of spending the rest of the day having a nice talk with the guest.

"Oh, you mean Yoongi? Yeah, he's my close friend. One of the closest, actually."

Minhyun somewhat felt relieved when she said that. Although the term closest friend and the fact that so many pictures with this close friend still disturbed him a little.

He put the frame back. And he rested his head on Harim's shoulder while doing something on his phone.

"Hey, listen to this. My band mates just rearranged this song and finished recording this yesterday." Minhyun played If You from his phone. "It's good, right?" he said confidently, looking up at Harim who threw a smile at him.

"And this," he then played another song from his phone. "This is my personal favorite. I bet you like it too."

Minhyun started to sing along to Daybreak. His beautiful voice was very pleasing and soothing to hear. Harim also found the rapper's voice in Daybreak nice and somewhat that voice showed the gentle side of the owner.

From the moon, To the stars While lingering in the universe We got to know each other We slide on the paint that spread while drawing, drawing

The air of dawn that I’m alone feels weird I can’t fall asleep My heart towards to you grew big at some point I can’t hide it anymore

The moonlight that fully Shines the empty room (moonlight) It’s disappearing like a dream (out of my life) I draw one more time On a white canvas I trust that I’m not alone

From the moon, To the stars While lingering in the universe We got to know each other We slide on the paint that spread while drawing, drawing

On a dark night I look at the moon that’s like your eyes How was your day, I worry, you don’t look good yeah Don’t try to hard that’s right You can act like a child I’ll hold you On the last line of your diary I’ll always be there

"I like the rap part," she commented. "This Jonghyun guy sounds very kind and gentle."

"But I sing the whole song?" Minhyun demanded cutely. "I just sang this song for you right before your ears, and you talked about Jonghyun?"

"Why not?" Harim ruffled Minhyun's hair who was still on her right shoulder.

Minhyun paused talking and remained silence for a few minutes. He stretched up his neck to peek at Harim who was busy with her phone every one time. Something was in his mind.

"Hey," Minhyun spoke. "You know what's in my heart, don't you?"

"How do I know that?"

Once again Minhyun stretched up his neck, this time so he could reach Harim's peach lips. He planted a quick kiss that she couldn't even blink the moment Minhyun's lips met hers.

"There. Now you do."

Harim could feel she was blushing so much. Honestly she never saw this coming. She got even more startled when Minhyun got up and changed his position. Her eyes met his directly now that he was leaning in. His body was almost twisted to the left because he wanted to face her.

Harim's heartbeat had never been this fast. Overall she does like Minhyun, as a friend. Because she never had a thought too far from being friends.

Minhyun's hand Harim's cheek gently. He also brushed her hair to the back of her ears. "Now that we've kissed, doesn't it mean today is our day 1?"

Harim chuckled, not even saying a word to answer Minhyun and his overflowing confidence. Being more than friends with Hwang Minhyun seemed to be not a bad thing after all.

Hello, there! This is my first time posting fanfiction on tumblr. I usually post on AFF under the name joyful_joy (https://www.asianfanfics.com/profile/view/1051231).

#kpop fanfiction #minhyun scenarios #minhyun imagines #nu'est imagines #nu'est scenarios #wannaone imagine #wannaone scenarios #hwang minhyun