You sat quietly in Taecyeon’s bed staring at the place where he slept.
“How can I be this lucky?”
You figured that if you didn’t get up and start your day, you’d lay in bed waiting for him so, shimmied yourself towards the bathroom with only the comforter wrapped around your body. You looked at yourself in the mirror and dropped the comforter. Everything about your appearance was opposite of Taecyeon’s. Your hair was kinky and curly, your skin was milk chocolate, and your body had so many curves. You turned around to examine your backside and let out a sigh.
“Don’t worry _________. I love your curves, I love your skin, I love how curly your hair is. And I especially love your ass-tonishing, arms!”
You give him a glare pulled the comforter up to cover your body. You gave him a quick kiss on the lips and pushed him out. “Go go go! I have to shower you perv!”
Once you finally got out of the shower, you proceeded to do your hair.
“I wish I could just walk out of the house without doing this, but I got do what I gotta do!”
You began to apply products into your hair to kept your hair from turning into the brillo pad while the day past. You weren’t too fond of flat ironing your hair often, nor blow drying, so you flipped your head upside down and brushed it up into a nice high bun.
“I wonder what Ok oppa is doing downstairs..”
You quickly put on your jean shorts and a tan tank top and hurried downstairs only to find him playing Call of Duty: MW3.
“Let’s go, Ok.”
You giggled out loud laughing and the pun you made with his name.
“I’ll kick your ass in a little 1v1 later.”
