Saturday, 4:08pm
Y/n POV
Y/n : ohhh I look horrible aaaaah
Beomgyu : you look absolutely fine. What the fuck is your problem? You're sitting there for the past two hours and just saying the same shit and so am I?
Y/n : you never know how it's like to meet your crush at a party
Beomgyu : but I called him over
Y/n : ..... *yeets hairbrush* who told you to?!
Beomgyu : taehyun himself?
Y/n : aaahaha * softly cries* I can't believe I had to look like a bald eagle on this day.
Beomgyu : YOU ARE THE PRETTIEST OKAY NOBODY CAN TOP YOU!!!
Y/n : ......*nods*
Beomgyu : I'll go check after him
Y/n : bye *pouts*
I sat in front of the mirror, not satisfied with myself at all. My hair wasn't doing really great. I had applied a smoothening cream last night which was quite greasy and washed it off today but it seemed like I didnt wash it properly from the back. I was pissed at myself being so careless. My makeup was done so I couldn't wash my hair again.
I kept staring at myself for a minute or two before my eyes landed on ted behind me through the mirror.
"Did he arrive?", I asked softly before he shook his head and reached out for the hair brush.
He started brushing my hair which was nothing new. He had a skill of making bun without any scrunchy. While we used to play in the playground he would've made a bun while I used to make medicines and food with the sand and leaves. So it was nothing new about him touching my hair.
A smile formed on my face making me softly chuckle and him looking at me through the mirror before asking, "what?"
"I was reminded of the nerd with his flat glasses making my bun"
He smiled at me and started braiding my hair that made me yell at him
Y/n : YA!
Beomgyu : ......
Y/n : Taehyun told me to keep my hair down.
Beomgyu : this is a braid that doesn't hang in the air.
Y/n : I mean he didn't want me to tie my hair.
Beomgyu : isn't it better than having a greasy hair? You......look pretty either way.
Y/n : ..*pouts* you think so?
Beomgyu : YES
Y/n : I wonder how taehyun will react.
Beomgyu : you look like Elsa.
Y/n : I miss having Anna *pouts*
