Chapter 25 FORELSKET

Norwegian n. the euphoria you experience when you're first falling in love.

"Drink this."

Eunae's face instantly fell upon seeing the drinking glass filled with the liquid she hated the most.

"No, I'm not drinking that disgusting thing," she outright refused, shaking her head in utter disapproval.

"Little sunset, you have to. You and the little rainbows need this," Sehun coaxed with the gentlest tone she had ever heard him.

"No, we don't. We're perfectly fine," she mused her hands from her head to toe as if telling him they were alright. "See?"

"You are drinking this," he said sternly, having no room for any conversation.

Shaking her head once again, she crossed her arms over her chest and raised a brow at him. "I told you, I'm not."

Placing the glass on the table near their bed, he leaned against the door and crossed his arms over his chest, mocking her. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way," he taunted, wanting her to just give in.