"You are like the bitter tea..."
He starts.
"...quite pungent and strong. Not everyone may find a liking to you; sometimes others can't stand you. But slowly, I begin to appreciate the warmth and calm you give me. You stir something in me and it allows me to continue on."
He rolls her eyes, a smile playing at her lips.
"Well, you are the sweet cake. Always so tempting, sometimes teasing. There are times you are too sweet and it leaves a bad impression on others. But of course to me, the sweetness is very addicting and it makes me forget my problems; you are the comfort I can run to."
A rosy pink dusts her cheeks. He laughs heartily.
Yes, the bitter tea and the sweet cake...a strange pair. Nonetheless, still adorable.
A/N: Um...Is it good enough?