It Doesn't Make Sense...
Description
This story is just something fun and random I came up with because of a conversation I had with one of my friends. We noticed that Kai rarely wears a shirt in pictures, and that when he does, he's usually pulling at it and stuff. So yeah...
This is what came out of that conversation. Its just kinda random and funny. :)
I hope you all like it!
Foreword
“Yah~! Kai! You need to put on a shirt!” I said through covered eyes.
“No!” He exclaimed.
“Yes! Put on a shirt! I’m a girl! You can’t go hanging around with girls if you keep taking off your shirt.”
“But it’s uncomfortable~~~~!” he whined.
“Kai,” I rubbed my temples, my eyes still shut. “Are you five?”
“No.”
“Then why are you being so stubborn about wearing a shirt?”
“I already said why. It’s uncomfortable~~~!” I could practically picture his aegyo through my fingers. Fine. He wants to use aegyo? Bring it.
“Kai! Jebal~~~~~!!!” I poured as much aegyo into that one word as possible. He was silent for a moment. I waited.
“Fine,” I heard him mumble grumpily. I smiled. I waited until I heard a drawer open and close as he, I assumed, was searching for a shirt.
“Are you decent?” I asked after what felt like an eternity of silence.
“Umm… There’s a problem….”
“What?” I asked.
“I-I kinda don’t have a shirt…” he mumbled.
“You what?!?!” My eyes opened in shock, only to be quickly reclosed since he was still standing there half . I face palmed. “What do you mean you don’t have a shirt?” I finally asked through clenched teeth.
“Heh, well… About that…” He began nervously as I glowered down at the carpet. “Its kinda a funny story…”
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