A/N: Haha. I don't know why I wrote this, possibly because MissTangerine tweeted asking for a drabble for this.

Nothing happens in this drabble, it's practically worthless.

Just like our two year campaign of #topdaraselcajuseyo OTL

Dedicated to @pureorangepulp, @Khatz_Rul, @TOPhyungx, @azarah_SJ.

Keep the hashtag alive. #topdaraselcajuseyo must endure until it happens!!! @krungy21

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#topdaraselcajuseyo

Word Count: 132
Seung hyun was staring at her blankly when she had asked for a selca, then came an abrupt, “No.”

Her eyes grew wide, then her cheeks fill with 50% embarrassment, 50% rage. “W-why not?” She sputters.

It was hard to explain to her that because he took photos for a living, he always attached pretend in life in stills.

“I don’t know… just no.”

Because a photo can’t capture his heart that beats for her, can’t capture how she makes him feel, and out in public it would be nothing more than “with Mr. Doom Dada” like he was nothing to her except her label mate.

She sticks her tongue at him, “Stingy! Fine, suit yourself!”

And he watches her take a selca with Jiyong.

Maybe he regretted thinking too much.

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Also, don't forget to check out the preceeding chapter! It's a double update! LOL