the splashes of water hit your legs, causing you to unconsciously shift your weight from one foot to the other. Su-ho stood behind you, holding the shower head in one hand while his other hand was tangled in your wet hair, applying the shampoo evenly and lathering it thoroughly.

“I thought you were a girl.” he said, his voice muffled by the sound of the water.

“I am a girl.” you protested.

that was true, but your actions said otherwise. if it weren't for you and your impulsive decisions, you wouldn't be standing in your bathroom right now, and he wouldn't be washing your hair. it's not like he was complaining, he didn't mind taking care of you while you were in this situation.

you got into a fight with a classmate for some silly reason, and now your arm was hurting, making it difficult for you to use it for everyday tasks. that's why Su-ho came to the rescue.

”girls shouldn't fight, it's unladylike.” he continued, using a little more pressure as he washed the foam from your hair.

pause.

“who taught you how to fight anyway?”

”you.”

exactly. he bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. Su-ho forgot about it or just didn't want to admit the fact that you were right as always. how could he have forgotten about that?

“you’re insufferable.” he said with a chuckle as he turned off the shower, wringing out your hair and wrapping it in a towel.

his hand came up, flicking your forehead before he asked, “I hope you at least won?”