#tiggxk

Futsal... love that, but really, I don't recall playing with you, Yongguk-ssi. Perhaps you have me mixed up with the wrong person? (/clearly, the man with his arm wrapped around his shoulders was just as confused as he was, judging by the look of bewilderment etched across the other's face, awkwardly slipping out from underneath the weight of the arm) ... Yoon Doojoon, medical student. It's a pleasure to meet you. 

(/confusion reflects in his eyes as the stranger (who, after all, wasn't that much of a stranger-- he was only the leader and talented rapper of one of the top idol groups at the moment) threw an arm around his shoulder, the other's voice tinged with camaraderie) I, um-- hi, Yongguk-ssi, huge fan of your rapping and your mixtapes but... how did you know my name? 

Should you reblog this?[x] Yes[] No

He chuckled as he watched the other. "Ah, I guess me? Here, give me your phone. I do have to admit that that was probably the most interesting way anybody's asked me for my phone number-"

{ ' looks pleased with herself at the reaction, grinning stupidly ; Yeaaah! You got it! Finally, someone who appreciates that joke.

{ --* she mimicked a sigh of disappointment upon hearing his response } I guess there's no hope for that anymore, huh? 

"Are you secretly a hairdresser?!" Peers up as she tries to catch sight of his hand and steps back once he claims to be done. "Really? Oh! How's it look?!" She asks, flashing a v-sign for a pose.

"Ahh..Oppa, you don't have to" She laughs as she reaches up to her own short locks; getting there too late as the males fingers already worked on fixing her tossed strands. "Heh, thank you. You know - they say short hair is easier, but I just feel like it's just easier to get messier!"