Your best friend, Jeongin, was outside hanging clothes on a clothes line. He would play around with you, hiding behind the fabric or peeking up from behind a large towel that was hanging on the string.

He wrapped you in a towel with him, putting it over both of your heads, which put you two very close to each other.

"Your really pretty, you know that right?"

he gives you the same smiles he's been for year's