Just College

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Daya had her eyes closed as her sister did some magic on her face. It was like she was a blank canvas and her sister, the artist. Dayeon carefully dipped her brush into the coloured lip gloss on the back of her hand before giving light feathery touches on her sister's lips. Smiling at the tiny but plump heart-shaped lips. "Who is kissing these lips?"

Daya's eyes fluttered open and she stared directly into her sister's. "Close your eyes", Dayeon ordered and she obeyed, heart calming down slowly.

Dayeon brushed her lashes with her mascara brush, working on her brows next. She stared at the girl when she was done, nodding to herself. Maybe she should go to makeup artistry school. She unwrapped the towel around the girl's hair. The leave in conditioner and cream, making it shiny already. "Curly waves or straightened hair"

"Leave my hair in curly waves please", Daya whispered, eyes still closed. She could use this opportunity to nap a bit.

Dayeon picked up the hair coiler, being careful to avoid hurting her sister since it was hot. She divided the girl's hair into sections and coiled them gently, rolling out the coiler each time her already curly hair, curled to her desired taste and soon, Daya's hair was a healthy nest of bouncy rich shiny brown curls. Dayeon couldn't help but fawn at the curls bouncing down her naked back. "Let's put you in your dress"

"Or put the dress on me?", Daya asked, letting go of the shirt she held to her chest and getting up.

"Whatever, mommy", Dayeon sassed, gently picking up the dark blue dress with glittering silver stones beaded all over it. "Will you be able to sit down with this?"

Daya laughed, nodding. "The bottom is free of stones", Dayeon's lips parted and she nodded, looking the dress over again.

Daya dropped her shirt and stepped into the dress while Dayeon helped her pull it up her body from down, carefully. Pushing her hair to the side and zipping it up. "Goodness, unnie, you are pretty"

"You are just knowing?", Daya patted down the dress, the little stones feeling like bumps under her hands. Her sassy tone made Dayeon laugh and let the elder's hair go, the curls bouncing on her back.

"Where is that silver of yours?", she came to the girl's front again and Daya dipped two of her fingers into the sweetheart neckline, bringing out the silver necklace with the star pendant. "The little sliver rhinestones on it matches the dress perfectly. Leave it out", and Daya nodded, dropping the necklace down and it blended in with the glittering stones.

Dayeon tapped her lips with a finger, "What's next. Yeah. Some bracelets", she turned to her side of the vanity drawers, "There's these silver bracelets I bought...", she informed, ruffling and ruffling, "Gifted them to myself after a rough day on a new year's week. It should be_", she pulled out two silver twin bracelets and turned to her sister, slipping them on her left and right wrist each. "It might not be real silver but they cost me a fortune"

Daya laughed. The girl really thought she was picky between real silvers and not. "Thanks"

"Just return it in one piece", she smiled, "Or you sleep out"

Can you not ever spoil the mood?. christ.

A knock on the door and Damin poked in her head. "Wow, you look beautiful", she stepped fully into the room. "Oh my world. Daya, my baby. Were you always this pretty?"

Daya's eyes rolled. Were they really just seeing that?. You don't really have to dress up before you look pretty. She has always been pretty. Damin wanted to touch her face but Dayeon held her hands back. "Not my hardwork, mom", If Daya wasn't so pretty, she would have smacked her.