Flawed Perfection

|➵ who ate all our apples?

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❝Love will take you high,
we'll be sitting on top of the world. ❞

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The canvas overhead was painted in shades of pale; the wind carried a chill with it. The bleak clouds were hardly left alone as masses of grey were followed them everywhere. The sky was filled with contrasting contents: the blueness at some spots, the heavy clouds, the dull white sun and yet, looking at from below, it all blended so well like a single stroke of a painter's brush.

It felt like winters were closer today then they had been yesterday. Autumn, which had always felt like forever was in fact, unbelievably short and even ending now. Although that fact had failed to be registered by Taehyun's brain.

Because as everyone around him could see, this madman was dressed in a single tee and pants, striding across the streets with his glorious freshly wheat coloured hair flowing with him.

Oh, he was definitely feeling the cold but the unfortunate twist to this event was that he had washed all his warm clothes for college. He required his clothes to be fresh and clean which led to him roaming around the neighborhood in a pink tee and blue jeans.

Slightly shivering, he finally found the door he was searching for. He inhaled deeply and held it, "There goes nothing."

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A shrill bell echoed in Zuki's house, alerting all the people inside. Felix, who had come over her place to do college work with her raised his eyebrows at Zuki who was mirroring his expression.

"Probably one of mum's friends?"

"Yes, most likely."

Then they had both gotten back to their work, sprawled on the bed, each on one end of the bed with books and notes between them. They kept scribbling, ignoring the chattering and laughing from downstairs that is untill Zuki's mum shouted.

"Zuki dear, someone named Taehyun is looking for you!"

Eyes wide like saucers, the duo stumbled out of the bed, both equally trilled as Zuki ran down stairs to greet this unexpected yet warmly welcomed guest.

For that moment, she forgot all about her mum who was humming from the kitchen, staying close enough to the living room that connected to the kitchen and their foyer to eavesdrop. She forgot about a certain banana head following her down with a pale face, his earrings jiggling as he bounced down the stairs. She forgot about how she was wearing her 'nobody will see me anyway' outfit consisting of baggy yet fuzzy black pajamas and her dad's brown knitted sweater, her short hair a bird's nest and her face flushed from the rush. For that moment, everything else cleared away and only one thought circled her mind: Kang Taehyun is at my door.

Voluntarily.

Zuki arrived first, leaping towards the door And swinging it open, her heart beat faster than light And her consciousness somewhere drowned. And there he stood. Blue jeans, a baby pink tee that hung closely around his torso and-

"Banana head?"

"Pardon?"

Felix,now joining them at the door with slight huffs burst into giggles, but since he had a deep voice they weren't cute whipped cream giggles but more like demonic crunchy hot cheetos giggles.

"Aye bro, we're twinning!", he cheerfully shouted.

Taegyun looked up, away from Zuki's wide brown orbs. Felix, if he remembered correctly, stood there stunned, a half smile decorating his pale and structured face.