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╭ ╮ ━━━ " 📂 " ..⃗. ༉
𝘾 𝙍 𝙔 𝘽 𝘼 𝘽 𝙔
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! chapter twentysix ─── ʚĭɞ
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"Just take it." Yeori held out the helmet to him, even as Seojun shook his head. "Why not?"
"Nobody else uses it but you." Seojun told her, looking up at her from where he sat on his bike, balancing his own helmet on his lap. She was holding the other helmet, the one that was black with pretty pink details hidden all over, the one that he had gotten for her so long ago. "And... I've been thinking about what you said."
"Oh, yeah?" Yeori stood up a little straighter, her interest piqued. "About listening to your mom? Because I think that it's a really, really, good idea."
"You do, do you?" Seojun leant forward, leaning his elbow atop of his helmet, palm resting at his temple. "Well, then I guess I had better listen."
Her smile narrowed a little. "Not that... not like I have to have any say in what you do or you don't do. I just think it would be a good idea considering she just came out of hospital."
