bean sprouts.
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that’s when it dawned on him that baekhyun was there, in front of him, asking for his help – and the last time that had happened, he’d ended up wearing some atrociously coloured piece of clothing that nearly matched the shade of embarrassment on his cheeks. “please don’t tell me you need a model. i don’t wear children’s sized clothing. this is menswear.” he tugs at his sweater, hanging on his small form in proof. “menswear.”
As soon as the question escapes Jihoon’s lips, Baekhyun looks down at himself, briefly tugging at his suspenders before looking back at his friend and pointing a finger at himself as if asking who me? even though he knows perfectly well there isn’t anyone else in the room other than the two of them. But before he could answer that question, another was thrown at him and this one makes him briefly frown, before he waves his hand at Jihoon as if the other has just told something ridiculous and he should stop trying to pull Baekhyun’s leg (which isn’t what’s happening at all, but that’s still the kind of hand movement Baekhyun does).
”Aaaaye, of course I came all the way here wearing this, what kind of question is that?” he replies as he closes the distance between them and he goes to stand near Jihoon. “I don’t carry changes of clothes with me at all time you know?” he continues, knowing full well that he could have changed in his dorm after school, but this is just a minor detail. “Why, is it ugly? Don’t you think it looks good on me?” he asks as he puffs his chest and puts his hands on his hips. He personally thinks he has the look down to a T. Everything is on point. Even his hair color (which is currently a soft brown) matches with the look.
But he is rapidly reminded of the reason he came here in the first place and he suddenly claps his hands together. “Ah! That’s right, the reason I am here…” he says and then lets out an impressed ‘oooh’ when Jihoon mentions Baekhyun possibly needing a model. “You are getting quite good at this. How did you know I needed a model?” Baekhyun looks at the sweater Jihoon is wearing and he really tries to hold back his tongue, he does, but he still cannot help but say: “Of course this is menswear. This looks like it is meant to be worn by someone who is twice your size…maybe even three times.”
The reality of what he just said soon hits him though and before Jihoon can get too mad at him and beat him out of this studio, Baekhyun turns on the charm factor (aka puppy eyes and pouty lips) and he clasps his hands together under his chin. “Please Jihoon-ah! It’s very important, you are the only one who can help me. I promise it is nothing weird this time and I’ll treat you to a meal later?”
