enjin's hands fumbled around his necktie, struggling to tie it properly around his neck. they're about to leave for the doll festival, but he has been on his goddamn necktie for minutes over time now.
he's grateful for august's amazing skills, but sometimes… that boy could be so creative it gets too puzzling.
enjin's eyebrow raised a little higher than the other—his usual cool and smug exterior was replaced with an impatient look.
you approached him and snorted teasingly, "are you dumb or stupid?"
enjin rolled his eyes and tossed the necktie into the air. "that's the same."
"doesn't change the fact that you are. let me." you took the necktie from enjin's grasp, fingers slightly brushing with each other.
you tried all the possible ways to tie the necktie, but nothing happened. "huh?”
enjin restrained his laughter as you continuously let out noises of confusion.
frustrated (and annoyed at how enjin's reacting), you tightened the tie around his neck, making enjin gag a little. "oi! you're killing me!"
you rolled your eyes at him and asked, "i hate you. do it yourself, dummy.”
enjin playfully wrapped his arms around you, the fabric of his suit brushing smoothly against your clothes.
“hm, i know you love me," he said in a whisper, leaning close and kissing you on the lips.
when he broke apart from you, he saw your eyes sparkling in joy—not because of the kiss but because of something else.
"oh! see? i did it!" you said with a huge smile on your face, showing enjin the properly set necktie, completing his look for today.
his mouth hung open, before chuckling at your reaction. “took you long enough,” he jokingly said.
you hit him on the shoulder, making him wince (he overreacted, that’s for sure). “you're lucky you look good today.”
“as i do everyday,” enjin said with a whistle, putting one hand inside his pocket, the other interlacing with yours. “and so do you.”
“shut up.” you rolled your eyes at him, grabbing his necktie to pull him close to you. “whatever makes you happy,” you said, then you gave him a peck on the lips.
enjin smirked teasingly, “you make me happy.”
“oh, stop it.”
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