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"I can't believe I did this," Kihyun admitted bitterly, staring into the bathroom mirror with a slight frown on his face. The singer ran his hands through his hair, combing his fingers through his freshly dyed, bright-pink locks. He sighed, unsure how he felt about the spontaneous decision to dye his hair such a wild color, especially when Minhyuk was the one who was originally suppose to do it.
"I like it," Wonho replied, standing behind him. He leaned back against the doorframe, cocking his head to the side as he watched Kihyun.
"Easy for you to say, hyung. Your haircut looks cool," Kihyun remarked, looking back at Wonho through the mirror.
Wonho chuckled lightly, running a hand through his own newly dyed hair. It was still blonde from their previous promotions, except the tips had been dyed a vivid blue that faded into the blonde.
"See? You agree with me," Kihyun added with another sigh before straightening up and taking a step back from the mirror.
"I said I liked it," Wonho replied, smiling. "We'll always be able to spot you in a crowd."
Kihyun cursed and lightly smacked Wonho on the shoulder, making the other laugh. He promptly walked out of the bathroom and made his way into the kitchen of their dorm, rolling his eyes when he heard Wonho follow behind him. Ignoring his friend, Kihyun began to put dishes away that had been left out to dry, slightly annoyed that he always had to be the one to clean up.
"Kihyun-ah, I didn't mean it," Wonho said, attempting to stifle his laughter. He leaned back against the kitchen counter with his arms folded across his chest.
"Hyung, why don't you make yourself useful and help me," Kihyun replied.
Wonho sighed and went to help him, taking the clean dishes that Kihyun handed to him and put them away in their proper places. After they had finished, Kihyun wasted no time to start preparing dinner, taking out some instant ramen from the cabinet.
"Aren't you going to come out with us? I told Minhyuk we'd meet them in an hour," Wonho said, his gaze moving from Kihyun to the ramen he started preparing.
"I'm not going out tonight," Kihyun replied, setting a large pot in the sink. He turned on the faucet and filled the pot with water before setting it on the stove.
"They'll like your hair," Wonho reassured, watching his friend.
Kihyun sighed, continuing to prepare his meal. "I'd rather stay inside tonight, hyung."
Wonho was quiet for a few seconds, watching Kihyun as he turned the stove on. "I'll eat dinner with you," he said.
"You don't have to," Kihyun replied nonchalantly.
Wonho sighed and shook his head before he moved next to Kihyun, obviously wanting to help. "You know I like ramen and I can help cook," he said with a small smirk on his face.
Kihyun looked up at Wonho and raised a brow quizzically. "You're a terrible cook."
The elder laughed leaned across his friend in order to take out utensils from the sliding drawer, causing Kihyun to monetarily stiffen. Wonho straightened back up and smiled, handing Kihyun a large spoon. "You're mean, Kihyun-ah."
Kihyun swallowed and took the spoon from his friend before going back to work. "You're not that terrible, but I'll cook. You can set the table."
Wonho sighed and rolled his eyes but did as he was told. Kihyun concentrated on cooking dinner, setting the ramen in the pot after the water finally started to boil. "What time will they'll be back?" he asked.
