☆ / wykaien!
“So you’re probably wondering why I’ve called you here today,” spoken in a dramatic tone that could even be considered unnecessary, considering the rather mundane reason she called him over in the first place. the task wasn’t much: jisoo just needed help with her hair ( again ) -- and there was no one else she thought to ask but him. after all, kaien was always thought of as her ‘ go-to ’ whenever she needed something- and whether that sounds like a blessing or a curse, usually depended on the situation.
hands were folded in her lap as she sat with legs coming up on the cushion of the couch to criss-cross beneath her, facing kaien; with a wide grin stretched from ear to ear and eyes bent into little crescents ( even threw in a few bats of her lashes, anything to press the right buttons in getting him to agree ), jisoo gave a small tilt to her head to point to the boxes of hair dye that were opened and lain haphazardly across the coffee table from when she was reading over the instructions just hours before. she was nothing if not well prepared! and perhaps even.. a little messy..
“You’re gonna help me dye my hair.”