"what do you think the clouds look like this time, y/n?" your best friend, sumin, asks, his head resting comfortably on your lap.
"um.. poop."
"what?!" sumin sits up in surprise, your hand that was once in his hair falling to the ground.
"what?" you ask with a more confusing tone. sumin looks at you like you've grown two heads. finally getting his shock, you decide to elaborate. "poops, healthy poops i should say, should look like a small banana. it's soft yet firm, and will float in the toilet," you state in a matter of factly tone.
"oh," the boy nods before going back to laying his head on your lap, his hands finding yours to put back in his hair. you gather some strands to form a tiny braid with one hand, the other scratching his scalp. "i guess my poops aren't healthy then." sumin blurts causing you to giggle.
"i've been pooping new ecosystems this week. tree log after tree log.." your best friend's words make you burst out laughing, the rhythm making the boy smile to himself in delight.
it was these small, random moments that made you treasure your friendship forever <3
a/n: don't quote me on the poop info
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imagines | xikers
FanfictionAfter reading lots of soft cutesy imagines, I have decided to write my own. I do experience writer's block and lack of motivation quite often so there is a good chance this wattpad will not be updated regularly or even deleted. Stories made by me an...
