𝙥1𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙮 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

↝𝙄𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙠

Intak holding y/n very close, close enough to smell her hair

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Y/n stood, face buried in Intak's chest while she felt his arms snaking around her waist. Intak took a chance to gently smell her hair. Y/n looked up from his chest, her brows furrowed.

Intak smiled and ruffled her hair.

"I don't like your new shampoo"

He teased.