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“Oh, Junior’s college-aged. Though I don't blame you for thinking that he’s younger...”
"Hey, Fukawa, are you okay?"
She flinches and takes a couple steps back, “I-I’m fine.. w-why do you a-ask..?”
"Papa, papa!" The child rushed to her father's side and clung to his leg, "Will you buy me chocolate? Oppa took all my chocolate!" Tears streamed down her cheeks as she spoke, insistent tugs on his pant leg. "Papa..."
Send me anons as my kid.
He looks down at the little girl clinging onto his leg, baffled as he attempts to sooth her through rubbing the top of her head carefully. "Oppa...took your chocolate?" Sehun says with scrunched eyebrows and watches as she nods while sniffling. He bends down to her level to the best of his abilities, using the pad of his thumb to swipe away the lingering tears. "It's okay it's okay Sunmi ah, papa will buy you more chocolate okay? Much more yummy ones!" Said girl rubs at her eyes a few more times before wrapping her short arms around Sehun;s neck, her sniffling nearly ceasing to a stop. Now...he thinks as he lifts Sunmi up, cradling her as he stands up himself. How should I punish this oppa. He snickers outloud, a growing smirk appearing on his features. I'll bring out the ropes.
"Oh, nothing really, Sehun." He purses his lips, "I was just wondering how you thought I looked today, Sehun. I think I look pretty damn good. Do you agree, Sehun? I always look gorgeous, but Sehun, I look really nice today, right, Sehun? Hm, Sehun?"
"Baekhyun hyung, you actually suck and I don't like you," he deadpans as he sulkily tugs off the wife-beater he had worn under the shirt. With another grumble, he pulls off the beanie on his head, shaking his bleached hair to get his bangs away from his face. "That's two." His fingers trails towards his pants where he pulls the zip down, mumbling curses under his breath as he kicks the skinny jeans off his slender legs. Sehun is left in his briefs by the time his pants are all. "I don't like you at all," he says with feeling as he regretfully pulls off the last remaining clothing off his body. "I have 1 more left. What, do you want me to give you a lap dance now."
"Sehun!!" Namine runs up and hugs you. "How have you been?"
"Namineeeee," Sehun complains loudly, shoulders wriggle as a pout finds way onto his lips. With his lips still curled sulkily, he tugs off his Abercrombie shirt in one way. Using his arms, he crosses his arms over his chest. "I've been well...bit cold right now but well. How about you?"
"Sehun ah. Hey, Sehun." He pauses, "Sehun, can you help me with something, Sehun?"
He looks up irritably and grumbles as he removes a shoe, then his other one, showing off the polka dot socks he had gotten the other day. "What do you want hyung," Sehun glares at said male as he pulls off both of his socks carefully, tossing them to the corner of the room.