ENIGMA
“Wait, no, don’t answer that. Answer this; me or me?”
“You and you,” she answered, caressing the porcelain skin of his back with her fingers while one hand ran through his silky hair. “Have you thought about dying your hair again?”, she asked, suddenly thinking about how she had never seen him in another colour.
“Should I? Maybe I should. Answer again; green or blonde?”. She wondered for a minute, mentally picturing how he’d look in both before tsking slightly.
“Isn’t this already blonde?”, she asked and Young-Jae rolled his eyes with a groan.
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