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“When it gets really windy I look like a bizarre combination of Marilyn Monroe and Cousin It.”
"okay, that.." sehun paused for a moment to think about it, his mouth slowly closing again. he made a face. "that is probably the most weirdest, kind of the most messed up image i have in my head right now." he ended up replying slowly, though couldn't help but laugh a little. "i really hope you have some robot to erase that picture from my mind."
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[text] What are you good for if you’re not gonna bring me ice cream?
[txt → baek] i told you, the store didn't have your favorite one !! and i should know, i have been bringing you ice cream for like the past three years probably
[txt → baek] besides do you know how long way i would have to go to find another store that may or may not have it?? i bought you candy, though???
[...] being met with sehun looking like a kicked puppy - visible guilt from his earlier actions, he knew -, baekhyun sighed and leaned against the doorframe, small understanding smile on his lips. he eyed the taller for a second or two, giving him time in case sehun wanted to say something — but when the other didn’t, the shorter went ahead and grabbed a gentle hold of the other’s wrist to pull him in. “come on, sehunnie. my mom baked lemon biscuits today.”
sehun had spent the last half an hour pulling out his own hair as he tried to come up with the words to apologize, because the last thing he wants to do is to be mean to baekhyun. sehun knew he was better than that, even under all the pressure. and now that he was at baekhyun's door, his head was empty. he just didn't know how he was going to reason his words; sehun just had a lot on his plate with his secret alter ego which he didn't want to tell baekhyun just yet.
baekhyun was, however, a saint on earth with the way he just reached out and invited him in, and sehun returned the smile slightly as he followed along and stepped in; he had always liked baekhyun's family (although he doesn't exactly come along with his father), and the scent of the home was always welcoming to him. "i'm sorry", sehun muttered then, looking down as he closed the door after him. "for being a douche."
"I think you're still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me.”
sehun looked at the shorter boy, eyeing him as if to make sure the other wasn’t just saying things to act funny or something like that. especially since the words got sehun feeling a tiny bit flustered. how was he supposed to accept something like that, where was that even coming from!"me?" sehun asked, raising his eyebrow a little with a small smile on his lips. "as if. you’re the genius one here, you know." that the taller was sure of; baekhyun’s countless of robot experiments were a proof of that - and it was only the beginning of the example.
"if someone here should be sharpened, it’s me. and have it done by you, preferably."
