[ sms → flower baby ] that 'it' has a name and it's philip.. and no, i couldn't afford it. 

Fifteen Fluffy One-Liners: Can I play with your hair?

Upon hearing the younger girl's question, her head tips to the side. Watching the petite fingers run through her chestnut colored locks out of curiosity. Staring at it in awe, Mina felt a small smile curl along the corner of her lips at the sight. Soft beneath a soothing touch of her own and she couldn't help but braid it or play with it at least.

Though she wasn't too sure if Naeun would agree to the situation since she was a child for the meantime. Normally women would make a fuss about the situation, saying how their hair was the most prized possession and building a list or reasons not to touch but the artist was the complete opposite.

"Of course, let me go get an elastic band and a brush for you." Naeun said, getting up from the seat on her couch to head towards her room briefly. Eyeing the young girl from time to time to make sure nothing happened, seeing two tiny feet being kicked out into the air. Waiting patiently for the older woman to arrive or in this case her temporary mother. She turns her head once Naeun's footsteps began to approach her closer by the step.

The brunette sits back down on the floor, back resting on the surface of the couch briefly before straightening her posture. Long locks cascading down, painting the surface of her back from over the long shirt she was currently waiting. The items were placed besides the young girl only to grab a hold of the brush with her small hand, realizing it's a bit heavy than she remembered but of course -- Mina recalled last minute, she's a child for a while.

"Go on." The woman encouraged, feeling the bristles of the brush fall over onto the top of her head and down into the tresses. Repeating the process a few more times up until she felt like all the strands weren't tangled together. A faint giggle emits pass Mina's lips and her own lips curve into a smile because it sounded adorable. Not entirely sure what the other was up to. "Yah, what are you doing to my hair?"

"Nothing, Unnie." The young child reassured, holding onto the elastic band with her fingers tucked inside of it. Not entirely sure what to do, she grabbed a handful of Naeuns hair in attempt to tie it, failing miserably causing her to pout a bit to herself. "I can't do it. I'm sorry." The way the words slipped pass her lips cause the female to turn her head from over the shoulder, she flashes a gentle smile before shifting her body to sit besides the younger girl to show her something.

Having Mina being placed upon her lap, she takes the ponytail into her own grasp. "Here, I'll show you how to braid with your hair this time. Is that okay, sweetheart?" Once gaining approval to do so, she grabs the child's hair delicately. Separating them into three parts before placing one top of the other, repeating the process every second as she explains it to the younger girl as she watches silently. Taking notice of the braid upon her own hair.