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Pretty
~Reckless Noona~
"Papa, why do you not like mom's hair?" The liitle boy screeched, running into his room.
“What do you mean? I love mom’s hair!” The papa replied, not looking at the boy, still busy on the tablet. Some days were hectic, and today was one.
“No! This one!” The toddler walked up to him and shoved the said hair onto his face, making him gasp and sputter in surprise.
"Th-this hair?” He said, taking it from the boy, who was still looking at him, angrily. “Mom said she doesn’t wear it because you don’t like it!”
"Yeah, uh,” He looked ahead, and then towards the living room, where Shin Ha-ri stood. She shrugged as if meaning - ‘I didn’t know what else to say!’
He thought for a second. He was good at everything - even at coming up with the classic parent excuses.
“Your mom is already so pretty, what if she gets more pretty? Papa would have a hard time if people try to steal her away!"
The boy looked at him with suspicion, and then turned towards his mom, who had, by then come into the room, and crouched down next to him. She was smiling and blushing prettily, and so he was convinced that his father might have said the truth. His mom, after all, was quite pretty.
"Now run along!” Shin Ha-ri said, ruffling his hair. “I think I hear grandpa outside - he must be coming back from his walk!"
The toddler ran at full speed to see his favorite person, leaving his parents alone.
"I'd be too pretty, huh?" She asked slyly, grinning. She then took the wig from his hand and started putting it on.
"Please,” Tae-moo mumbled - his tablet already on the floor. “Honey, not now-"
"That's not what you were saying last night!" His wife replied, her palm already sliding across his thigh, and her classic Shin Geum-Hui smirk on her face.