For sure i've no idea that i would get hurt because a mere clothes.
This morning when i look at my wardrobe as usual i'm torn between pile of clothes in front of me. I'm not a fashion people in my opinion, but at least i won't be a fashion terrorist. It's ridiculous how my friends thinks that i am one because i rip off the clothes tag. It's not like i ask for a soft sensitive baby skin. The tag irritates my skin that i've no choice to rip them off no matter how expensive the clothes is.
Throwing the clothes i usually worn until i got to the base of my clothes rack. A rather old clothes i've never worn i got from a friend i usually go to gym with, left. It has some pockets with zipper in the front and nets on the back with an elbow length arm. Thinking that my bulky friend would be delighted to see his gift worn, and a little fashion style changed wont hurt, i worn it on top of a black tank top.
Sure the girls loved it when they saw it when i walked around campus. They half screaming half whispering between themselves about my choice of outfit for the day.
"Ha! You finally wear it." The bulky man commented when i approached my friends.
"Wow Sungyeol hyung. It looks like you finnally have the gut to wear it." The youngest whistle seeing my clothes.
"You owe me 50 bucks." The chuckling dino offered his hand to the grumbling tree.
While the eldest just shaking his head when he saw me. "I don't think it's appropriate for here."
"It's okay Sungyeol-ah. It looks good on you." My bestfriend aka the most handsome guy at campus complimented me.
"I've no one beside you Myungsoo-ya~" I hugged the other while throwing a pout to the others.
"Sungyeol-ah you've got some dirt there." The now normal tree pointed to one of the pocket on my chest.
"Ouch!" I got hurt because of the zipper trying to brush the dirt off. My right thumb started to bleed. "Look at the clothes've done to me Myungsoo-ya."
"Aww~ it must hurt." The guy i hugged before started to pet my head when i sucked the bleeding thumb. "Here.. Here.. Now it won't hurt anymore, right?"
"It is! Thank you Myungsoo-ya!" I smiled at the nice guy. My bleeding thumb now only left with some throbbing.
"Please stop the cheesy moment! I think i'm gonna barf seeing you too." The pretty youngest complained. The others acted like barfing. I just stucked my tongue out for them.
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Based On Picture (Infinite Myungyeol-Woogyu)
Fanfictionone shots made based on pictures Not the real event just pure fiction Sory about the bad english because it's not my mother language (not like i'm fluent with my mother language too XD) I tagged it as completed because this is one shots Please enjoy...