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Minah's P.O.V.
"Uhm, Felix?" I hesitantly ask him. "Are you sure this is a good idea?"
The boy drags me by the hand, walking me to Jisung's house as I tail closely behind him. The boy merely shrugs, seeming rather light-hearted at my question.
"Hey, loverboy dialled the thing on your phone. This means you're carrying some of the load." He says, turning his head around as he flashes a mischievous smile. "Chan's probably already there by now, so we'll have to hurry up."
I sigh, letting my legs reluctantly follow his orders.
"Jisung's gonna kill me."
He grins once more, accompanied by a shrug. "Hey, If anything, he'd kill me first. Anyways, we're here now."
He knocks on the door as I wait, and soon pops out a Chan.
"Wow, about time you made it." Chan says, hands covered in bubbly soap. "I'm uhm-" He looks down to his hands, and back at us with a guilty smile. "You can probably tell."
Not before long, I heard a scream from the bathroom.
"CHAN HYUNG, GET BACK HERE, IT'S FREEZING."
It was a painful voice, with a dash of shaky-ness and distressed squirrel.
"Coming-!" Chan calls backs, a sigh escaping his lips.
"And hey," He faces to me and Felix. "you guys come in and take your shoes off, I'll be helping Jisung with his hair in the bathroom."
Felix stifles his laugh with a cough, tossing his shoes down to the floor. I do the same, but instead place them neatly beside one of Jisungs pairs of shoes.
"Is that really Jisung?"
"Yeah, really.." I mutter, following Felix to the bathroom.
Strolling into the bathroom, I walk in, completely unfazed. "Hey, Jisung, What are you- AHhHhHh-!"
That is, until I see Jisung sitting there, deadass shirtless.
"Jesus, give me a warning." I turn my head away, face a bright red as I fumble to shield my face with my hands. "Should I just leave until you guys are done?"
Jisung sighs, letting Chan continue to slather his hair with strawberry shampoo. "Minah, out of the years we've been friends, there's no way you've never seen me shirtless."
"Yeah, but the circumstances were different!" I say, eyebrows crinkling together.
Felix chuckles, messing around with the random assortments of bottles. "Chan, we've got an innocent bean here." He jokes, picking up a random thing before setting it back down. "And anyways Jisung, how long is it until your date?"
"It's in like, two hours." He replies. "Hyunjin's choosing the location."
I hear another "oohhh" from Felix, before Chan's voice then suddenly turns towards my direction.
"Hey, Hwamin, how do you work this thing?"
I lower my hands to see where Chan was fiddling with, as he was turning the handle of the faucet in the wrong direction.
"Here," I walk over to him. "Turn this on first, and then turn the faucet the other way around."
"Oh, goodness," he mutters, feeling the water temperature. "All this just to prep for some dye.."
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Artificial Love || Minho
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