love ur fetus michael meme btw LMAO
ayy lmaoOoOo ;))

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love ur fetus michael meme btw LMAO
ayy lmaoOoOo ;))

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seungcheol + braids ! .0.
It took only one question. It took only one question to throw his life into horror and immense struggling.
“Seungcheol, can you braid my hair?”
Boom. There went his sanity.
“How the hell do you work these things?” he sighed, his lips forming a pout when she laughed at him. “Don’t laugh at me, (y/n)! It’s hard!”
“It’s hair,” she rolled her eyes, unable to hold in her laughter, “you have it too!” Her eyes were filled with mirth when she looked at him through the mirror in front of her.
“Yeah, except I don’t do this fancy stuff with it,” he grumbled. He settled down and knitted his brows together as he fumbled with with her soft locks. After another minute, he groaned, asking for a hair tie before he completed his “braid”.
“Done!” he patted her hair softly, avoiding her eyes. She could only stare at her hair in shock.
“You call this a braid?!” she finally stammered, making him blush with embarrassment.
“It doesn’t look that bad–”
“It looks like a rat’s nest!”
“–or I mean, it could look absolutely terrible…” he muttered, scratching the back of his head. She turned in her seat, meeting his shy eyes with her own amused ones.
“So, is this your weakness, Seungcheol? Braids?”
He nervously chuckled, trying to form the right words to say.
“Ah, so the popular S.Coups is actually bad at something after all,” she giggled after his ears turned a dark red.
“I-I’m not bad, I just need more practice!” he snapped, folding his arms. She playfully scoffed, making him pout angrily. “I swear! That was just a practice run–I’ll do it again, just watch me!”
She could only laugh at his horrible excuse before turning back around, humming thoughtfully.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have asked you to do this—”
“No, I’ll make this perfect,” he interrupted her with determination in his eyes. “Get ready, (y/n), because you’ll be even more beautiful after I’m done with you!”