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the stylist smiled, taking his hand again and bringing the nail file back to his fingers, sending a small tingle down his spine, forcing his feet to kick just a little bit. he looked down at the artist that was working on his toenails. "i apologize, you know how i get."
"you'd hope," top jokes and the two of them giggle, their voices echoing throughout the nail salon. when they calmed down, top placed his free hand (soft with the hand cream that they had managed the fingers with), patting g-dragon's arm. "but seriously, your performance was amazing. your back-up dancers couldn't keep up with you! i don't know how ri could say something like that."
"i know," gd stops, nodding at the nail artist scrubbing at his feet, agreeing to the more expensive green paste that made his feet nice and soft. he turned back to top, rolling his eyes behind his green-framed glasses. "that maknae really needs to get to be taught a lesson, i think." gd winks and top laughs.
a server arrives and hands top his strawberry milkshake, and top accepts it graciously, sipping on a little before setting it down on the table between them. g-dragon takes a sip, smiling at the taste, before settling back down in their chairs, the chair giving him a wonderful massage. the fluffy robes helped, too.
"are you thinking of doing anything after this, g-dragon-sshi, top-sshi?" the woman massaging top's toes asks, and the two turn to each other, considering possible after mani-pedi venues.
"a movie, probably," top replies, "i heard that there's a cute, new movie that came out recently about this girl..."
"oh. my. god! i've totally wanted to see that movie!" g-dragon squeals.
a few seats down, sipping on his peach-mango smoothie, hongki rolls his eyes, flipping a page on his magazine. "such drama queens," hongki mumbled. the woman working on his feet laughed.
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