undone | daniel park x reader

eleven

"I'll cut your bangs, come on over."

Eli motioned to the girls in line with a dyad of scissors. "You. The cutie." He smiled as he saw them gasp in surprise. One timidly took a step forward. She exclaimed once more as his nimble fingers delicately grasped her bangs in their grasp. "With a little trim, you'll look gorgeous." He was verbalizing typical hairstylist nonsense, but to the girl, it wasn't just nonsense. She was convinced he was telling the veracity.

He asked her polite questions to make diminutive talk, and she answered dazedly as his face approached hers before digressing to cut another piece of hair off. "All done.. It might look a little awkward at first." With a sweat drop, Eli stood back and venerated his work. "You look great," he complimented. "Thank you ♥︎" She swooned and staggered over to her friends, who squealed along with her.

"Eli..you still suck, I see." Yeon Lee, a sophomore in the beauty department, crossed her arms across her chest and looked sympathetically at the girls in line. "...How can you cut hair like that?" She shook her head. Eli gave her a small wink. "I'm bringing in all of the money by myself." He boasted, motioning to all the girls who rushed to get their hair cut by him. "...It hurts my pride." Yeon sighed and ambulated away to talk with the other freshmen.

"Water bombing...?"

You cocked your head to the side, intrigued by the architecture department's new method of profit. "All right, let's go there." You snatched Geonwu's sleeve and dragged him to the station. "Please, five balloons." You gave them a five-dollar bill in exchange for five water balloons. "Let me have one." You turned sharply to evade Geonwu's hands as he reached out to prehend a balloon from you. "Buy your own." You snickered as he sulked and fished change from his pocket. "Do they accept credit cards?" You could hear him muttering to himself. With a gleam in your eye, you shook your head and faced the four members of Burn Knuckles.

"Watch this." You told Geonwu as you took a baseball pitcher stance, professionally propping your leg up before throwing the water balloon with all the force you could muster. The balloon splattered Vasco's face as it flew past your fingertips. You huffed proudly before carelessly tossing the other four. "I got them all." You gave Geonwu a sly grin. "Bet you can't beat that." You made a challenge. You caused him to back up further away from them, as you were. An adequate distance away to coerce you to throw it with all your might.

"Bet I can." Geonwu challenged back. He made the same forms of kineticism as you, propping his leg up and throwing it. Woong's face was splashed by the water balloon. Geonwu smiled as he approached you. You sighed and rolled your eyes. "You hit him, big deal. See if you can hit all of them." You booed. He did the same for the other four, but one was missed. You clapped and gasconaded in his face. "Guess I'm just better," You gave him a toothy smile.

"Fuck off," he said, shoving his hands into his pockets. What you didn't descry was that more girls commenced to line up after seeing your confidence in throwing a water balloon at the daunting Architecture Department students. After seeing Vasco's happy expression, Jace mentally thanked you.

"Have you ever seen a fashion show?" You inquired, casting a glance at your companion. "Hey!" You chastised when you saw him winking and smiling at girls passing by. "Hm?" He shifted his gaze to you. "Oh, nah. I've never been to one." He shook his head. "My department's hosting one." You kicked a rock and stood there, watching it fall over and into the grass. "You wanna go watch?" Geonwu inquired. You exhaled a sigh. "No, it's fine. But one thing I do want to watch is the slave auction." You smiled. "Slave auction?" Geonwu's eyes widened in concern. "Yeah. It's basically where we auction off male students to female students for a date."

Geonwu made a minuscule hum of comprehension. "So, what are we going to do while we wait for this auction?" Geonwu tapped his chin, his gaze fine-tuned on you. You had a small smirk on your face. "I brought my dab pen." You took a look in your pocket. It was Geonwu's turn to smirk.