Jeonghan let his hair down during Seventeen's goodbye stage and during the fanmeeting. My heart can't take it, he's too beautiful. Look, his hair is so silky.

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Junghan wants to take a selca with Dayoung but she refuses because she thinks he's prettier than her.

Dayoung's POV:

It was only five (5) in the morning. My alarm went off at four (4) for some odd reason and being the person that I am, I decided to wake up anyways. I couldn't fall asleep after I woke up so I might as well.

I ate breakfast, brushed my teeth, and took a shower. That surprisingly only took thirty (30) minutes. A lot earlier than how long my morning routine usually goes. But then again, I share a house with thirteen (13) other guys. One being my own boyfriend.

By the time the small hand on the clock hit five, I was still in the bathroom, with towels wrapped around my body and my hair. You would think that living in a huge house with fourteen (14) people occupying every single nook and cranny, there would be at least more than two (2) bathrooms. But no. There was only one. And we all had to share it. Lucky us. If I knew this before hand, I wouldn't have moved in with him. 

I unwrapped the towel around my head and let my partly wet hair fall down on my shoulders. I took out my hair dryer from beside the sink and plugged it in. Before I could turn it on, the side mirror suddenly opened, with a bunch of cans and bottles falling into the sink.

As I started picking up the mess, I noticed that most of these containers were hair products. My lips pressed together to form a fine line. 

Are you serious, Junghan? Really? Do you seriously need all this just for your hair? Well, at least now I know why you take so long in the bathroom. And how your hair is like, incredibly soft... Are you really my boyfriend? Are you even a boy?

I rearranged the hair products accordingly, making sure they fit in each column on the shelf before closing the mirror. Once the mess was all clear, I proceeded to dry my hair. After completely drying my hair, I went out the bathroom and calmingly walked to my room. It was only 5:15, I'm sure no one was awake at this time of day.

Guess I was wrong. Before walking into my room, a door opened from beside me.

"Oh, babe, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were awake," Junghan said in a quiet voice.

Standing now infront of me was my boyfriend, Junghan. He was still in his pajamas. I could see the ruffles (wrinkles) in his shirt and also in his pajama bottoms. But his hair still looked untouched. 

"Same goes for you," I replied.

"Yeah, my alarm woke me up. Uhm, b