"Aaah." She snorts, looking up ad watching him as he lowers himself down to level with her on the floor. "Careful there, you might break a bone if you’re not?" She teases, laughing. "Should I start calling you ahjussi then, instead of oppa—?"
"Kiwis, alright. Noted—next times, me and the rest of the AOA members shall make sure to send a fruit basket with lots of kiwis, although—" She tilts her head to the side, suddenly looking concerned. "Aren’t those expensive??"
"Ah, and why are you asking money from me when we barely make make any, and FTISLAND is making bank over in Japan." She wrinkles her nose, trying to appear serious even though the atmosphere is light and joking. "Please don’t extort money from your juniors!"
“We are going to keep my age a secret, ok? What if everyone we knew found out about this? I’d be sitting at home eating bite size apple sticks while you guys are out having fun.” He shook his head solemnly, "When that day comes, I’m going to take your belongings and move to North America, ok? I’ll surprise everyone.“
"Awaaa jeez, my plan’s been found out,” he wheezed, lacing his fingers together before propping his head up on them and attempting an angelic upturn of his lips, “Mi-iiiiiiina. My tum is empty, what are we going to do?? AOA must have cupcakes right? Please say you have sweets for me!~”