I got an ask about my side blogs but I figured I’ll just make an official post😊
I have 3 side blogs for my bias groups. All of my scenarios, reactions, MTLs, etc about a specific group will be reblogged to the designated blog for those who prefer just one group.
Example: I posted a scenario about Suho, so then I reblogged that scenario to my EXO side blog.
I also reblog other fun things to the blogs because let’s face it, our boys are too cute to resist
Anyway, here are the links to the three blogs if you want to follow them:
“JB? Jae?!” I yelled out for Jaebum, but there was no answer. My fears started getting the best of me as I walked further into the dark room. There was a single shining light in the middle of the floor. I curiously came closer until I stood under it.
I gasped when hundreds of small twinkling lights faded in, illuminating the rest of the room. It was like a winter wonderland. Massive trees and reindeer were spread out around me. I searched for a familiar face until I heard the sound of sleigh bells. I smiled when I spotted Jackson’s cheery face coming around the Christmas tree.
“Hundreds of confessions without success I feel so unconfident should I just go back I say I’ll confess for sure but it’s pointless with no actions in the end Can’t keep my head up in front of you”
I watched in amazement as all the other boys came out, serenading me. I couldn’t stop my smile if I tried. Each of the boys jumped around me and gave me little hugs. I wasn’t thinking anything of it until it came to JB’s part. He looked me dead in the eyes, holding my hand while he sang.
“I love you, baby I, I love you (for a very long time)”
It was as if everything stopped. Youngjae continued with the song and handed JB a bouquet of roses. He lowered his head shyly as mark’s part started in. I smiled at him when the music paused and he finally looked up at me.
“Y/n, I… I’m in love with you.” His hand started to shake, but my heart was swelling. “You’ve been my best friend for so long, but I feel more. I want more. So, shall we?”
I paused for a moment, not in hesitation, but in amazement. I never knew he shared my feelings like this. I took a deep breath and nodded my head.
“Yes. I’ll be your girlfriend.”
Just then, an explosion of confetti and snow started drizzling down on both of us. JB shielded my face with his hand and gave me the roses. He brought me in for a warm embrace and the boys went into a frenzy. Everyone was jumping around with glee. Well, everyone except Yugyeom. He forced a smile when I looked at him, but something was off.
The song came to an end and their manager came out, letting them know they had to get to rehearsal. JB turned to me, kissing me on the cheek.
“I’ll call you later. I promise.” He said. I nodded, smiling at him and he left with the others. I noticed Yugeom was still looking very aloof, so I hurried over to him.
“Yugyeom!” I called out. He stopped and turned around. “Are you Alright?”
“Yeah… I’m happy for you.” He said, avoiding eye contact. He almost left again, but I held his wrist.
“You can tell me if something’s bothering you,” I said. Yugyeom thought for a second but gave in.
He pulled a single pink rose out of his pocket, handing it to me. “It’s not very much, but… I really like you Y/n. I have for a while actually. You don’t have to accept it though. JB hyung loved you a lot longer than I have. I just wanted to let you know.”
“Yugyeom…” I felt somewhat torn. I never knew he felt this way. “You’re really sweet. That’s why I know your dream girl is coming soon. SHe’s just not me.”
He nodded in understanding. “Thanks, Y/n.” I gave him a hug of encouragement and he left.
Although my heart ached for Yugyeom, I knew he’d find the right girl one day. A girl who will feel butterflies when she sees him and blush when he smiles at her. I knew he’d find a girl who loves him the way I love JB. It just takes time.
My phone buzzed suddenly. I checked my messages only to find a missed call and voicemail from Mark.
“Hey, baby. sorry I missed you. I just got off the plane and thought I’d give you a call. I’m on my way home. Hopefully, you aren’t asleep.” I smiled to myself. He knows me too well. “Anyway. I’ll be home in about 30 minutes. I love you so much. Bye.”
He sounded completely exhausted. I’ve always told him he works way too hard sometimes. Whenever he calls, I have a sense of relief that he’s able to have some downtime. He and I have only lived together for a few months before he went on tour and during that time, he was putting in work for the tour. He’d be gone for hours on end and come home with enough energy to fall into bed.
When he got home tonight, I knew he’d be tired, so I didn’t go above and beyond. Just the essentials. I cleaned up around the house, lit a few candles to freshen the air and changed the sheets. My heartbeat quickened by the minute until I caught a glimpse of headlights through the front window. He’s home!
I unlocked the door and hurried upstairs to tease him a little. Who could resist? I stripped out of all my clothes, leaving my underwear on and tussled my hair a bit. The front door creaked open and I heard Mark’s sweet voice echo down the hall.
“Y/n? Baby?” He called.
I laid out on the bed, trying my best to look tantalizing. Mark opened the door, took a few steps in and froze when he saw me laying there half-naked. He dropped his bags in the middle of the floor and let his eyes explore each curve. I got up on my knees, coming closer to him and held out my hands.
“Welcome home, baby,” I said with a small smile.
Mark walked closer, holding my hands and looking over every inch of my body. I placed his hands on my waist, giving him the perfect opportunity to touch me wherever he desired. He started at my hips, moving lower while I cupped his cheeks, pulling him in for a steamy kiss. I snaked my arms around his shoulders, gasping when he gave my ass a squeeze. Mark trapped my bottom lip between his teeth with a devilish smirk and pulled me in for another passionate kiss. I pulled the jacket off of him, feeling his stiff muscles through his shirt.
“Mmm, Babe~ You’re all tense. I thought you said you wouldn’t strain yourself.” I said with a pout.
“Trust me, baby.” He said with a sigh. He lifted me off the bed and into his arms, proving his strength. “Daddy has plenty of strength. Besides. Everything I do is for you.” He laid me down on my back, climbing on top of me, kissing down my body. “I wanna provide for you…. and take care of you… and make you feel good.” He whispered between kisses. He pulled my panties down with his index finger, freeing his other hand to slowly stroke my slit.
“Oh… Daddy.” I whimpered.
He looked up at me from between my legs, smiling innocently before taking my clit into his mouth. I squirmed and clutched the sheets beneath me. Mark’s big hand pressed to my pelvis, holding me down while he pleasured me mercilessly.
“D-daddy, wait. Please.” I begged. I didn’t want to cum like this. As nice as it was to feel his lips on my body, I was in need of more. I wanted to feel him deep inside me. After five months apart, I just wanted to feel his long cock stretching my walls, claiming me as his.
Mark lifted his head, wiping his mouth of my juices and laying my legs on either side of him. He took his member into his hand, gently grazing his tip against my folds.
“Is this what you’ve wanted all this time?” He asked, keeping his eyes fixed on mine.
I nodded frantically, wanting nothing more than for his to take that first trust. Mark lowered himself, his lips inches away from my face, he suddenly stopped massaging my entrance, then all at once, he slammed into me, forcing his entire cock into my tight heat. My mouth fell open with a long moan. All those nights I imagined him inside me instead of those sex toys or trying to please myself instead of feeling his rough fingers pumping in and out of me, none of it could amount to the real thing.
“This is why I do it, baby girl.” He said. “You’re all mine now, baby. And I’m all yours.”
I clenched around him, trying to hold in my sweet release. All the while I just brought him to the edge with me. Mark gripped my thighs, spreading them even more, taking me from a better angle. My back arched completely off the bed, I screamed out his name and we both came at the same time. The butterflies in my stomach turned into bursts of tingles all over my body, leaving me covered in goosebumps. Mark’s warm cum filled me while his soft moans rang through my ears.
We both laid there, catching our breath and bathing in the afterglow. Mark turned over, bringing me into his chest and kissing my forehead. I traced little patterns on his chest, tickling him with my tight touch. His mouth opened wide with a big yawn.
“I missed you so much, y/n.” He said, feeling drowsy.
“I missed you too. I’m so glad your back. Now you can relax… properly.” I teased.
Mark just smiled and held me close. “That’s why I do it.”
Mark I don’t think he’d find it all that strange. He’d forget about it when you have your top on and typically when you take your top off he can have a little fun with them 😉
JB Yes. Daddy. He loves everything about them. The best part of his day is coming home and getting his mouth on your piercings. Anytime he sees or feels them, he’d have to whisk you away to somewhere private.
Jackson He would be shocked but in a good way. Without a doubt, he would want to see them immediately after you tell him you got your nipples pierced. It would intrigue him at first. He wouldn’t have much of an opinion, but later, he’d come to like them… maybe a little too much.
Jinyoung He would need some convincing. He is very protective of you and doesn’t want anyone seeing what’s for his eyes only. Over time, he’d find the benefits of your piercings.
Youngjae “Ouch!” this baby otter wouldn’t be able to imagine the level of pain you much have been in. Even while being intimate, he would be very careful with your breasts until he gets more comfortable with it.
Bambam This little rascal would be hella confused for a bit, but soon enough, he’d want to touch them. Even when you’re just chilling on the couch, he’d remember your piercings and poke at them when he’s bored.
Yugyeom Mr. Bra-thief would literally take your bras. He would give you a few too many hugs as well. He likes the way they feel honestly. He’d get all giggly and cute when he feels your breast pressed against him.
Summary: Jackson has pulled some strings to come home early from promoting, so you decide to return the favor by giving him a night he won’t regret.
Jackson has been gone for two weeks promoting his solo project and now I’m in need! I’ve been missing him since the second he left. I want his touch, his kiss, his love. On lonely nights, I’d talk to him on the phone for hours, whispering dirty things to him and using my headphones so I can close my eyes and imagine he was here with me. But there only so much phone sex can do.
When he said he was coming home a few days early, I was super excited. I wanted to give him an extra special night for just the two of us. I planned to get all dolled up for his return, everything from expensive champagne to my slinky lingerie with matching heels. I counted down the days until my fantasies of his homecoming became real.
The day turned to night, I touched up my hair, sprayed his favorite perfume of mine all around our bedroom and dressed in my lingerie. All there was to do now was wait. Jackson sent me a text, letting me know he was on his way from the airport. I smirked at the screen, anxious to see him come home for the little surprise I had for him at home.
I heard the door open downstairs and jumped up to pour us both a glass of champagne. His footsteps creaked on the wooden staircase, echoed down the hall and halted outside the door. He knocked on the bedroom door, hoping I’d still be awake.
“It’s open, daddy~” I purred. He opened the door slowly, peeking in to see me standing in the middle of the room, stripped down and ready for him. “Welcome home.” I handed him a glass, giving him a passionate kiss. His free hand went straight to my ass grabbing it tightly.
He stepped back to get a better look at me, running his hand over my hip. He set his glass down, taking mine from me for a moment. I reached down, untucking his shirt from the front of his pants, pulling it off him completely. He took a hold of my waist, pressing me to his bare chest. I draped my arms around his shoulders with a smile.
“How about you make your self a little more comfortable,” I suggested.
Sitting down on the little couch in front of the bed, I had a drink of champagne while I watched Jackson undress in front of me. He was left wearing nothing but a smirk on his face. He lowered to the ground, parting my legs while I put the empty glass down. I got off the couch, straddling his legs, holding his shoulders for balance and kissing his soft lips. With his hands around my waist, he pulled me down on top of him. He relaxed on the soft rug while I grinded my hips on his.
“Damn, baby. You’re wet for me already.” Jackson grabbed my thighs, massaging them up and down. Very gently, he hooked my panties in this fingers, sliding them down my legs and I kicked them to the other side of the room.
“Mmmm~” I hummed against his lips. “I missed your kisses.”
Our hips moved in sync, grinding together to get as much friction possible. He caught my moans in his mouth, sliding his member between my folds to soak his shaft. My hips were lifted up, hovered over his hard cock.
“I want you to take me.” He whispered.
My lip wedged between my teeth as I sank down on his cock, taking every inch inside my deprived core. I stopped when I felt his base touch my swollen clit. Jackson raised my hips before pushing them back down quickly. He took two hands full of my ass, smirking to himself.
“This ass…” His breath was already so shaky, I knew he was close. “Bounce for me, baby. Ugh, you’re so tight.”
I clenched my walls around him, making it all the more difficult for him to hold back. I wanted him to fill me with his warm cum, I’ve been craving it for weeks. With a few more rough, sloppy thrusts, we both climaxed at the exact same time, moaning and ridding our ways through one of the most intense orgasms of our relationship.
I slumped onto his chest, lacking the energy to sit up straight any longer. Jackson ran his fingers through my hair while I listened to his heartbeat soften to a regular rhythm. He got up onto his feet, lifting me up with him. I quickly realized what he was doing and struggled out of his arms.
“Babe, I’m too heavy for that.” I tried to release myself, but it only made him hold me tighter. He let me down slowly onto the bed as if I weighed the same as a feather. We cuddled together under the sheets and he kissed both my cheeks before planting his lips on mine.
Got7 Writing? Hm. Well, my one and only Reece, @yugyyums, deserves much more love than she already gets so definitely check her out! (This chick lowkey owns a little piece of my heart and anyone that doesn’t respect her can fight me)
@jbvmmie There’s not a whole lot on this blog, but from what I’ve seen this blog absolutely has potential. The writing style is exactly my type and this writer has some skill.
@instakpop Not a solely Got7 blog, and the writing is first person (because I know people aren’t a fan of that) but there is a work here for almost everyone, no matter their bias.
(I’ll make a new post as I come across new blogs, so keep an eye out)
Summary: Jackson is the guy who becomes friends with everyone within 5 minutes of meeting them, but what if you want more? Will he notice you?
The most annoying thing ever is when people tell me how cute Jackson and I are together. We met a year ago and like every other person he talks to, we became instant best friends. Unfortunately for me, that ment being hurled into the friend zone. I caught feelings for my best friend since day one, but he never reciprocated so I kept it on the down low. Even though I’ll never be with him, I’m not going to lose him over it. No matter what, I still had hope.
Today was the trickiest of days because it was both Mother’s Day and my birthday all rolled into one. Jackson promised me that he’d be around to celebrate with me, but I told him it was no problem if he just wanted to be with his mom. I’m certainly not going to be the one who comes between them on their special day. I just spent time with my other friends, going out, having dinner, and just enjoying ourselves.
In the back of my head, I was thinking of Jackson. A bit too much at that. We’ve had some flirty interactions, but never anything serious. I guess he was just that kind of person. He probably doesn’t even mean anything by it, but it didn’t help that he was texting me constantly asking if he could come by later.
Jackson: I can be there in 20 minutes if you need me Y/n: It’s fine! We can hang out tomorrow Jackson: You’re sure? Y/n: Yes! I promise 🙂
After dinner, I drove home, checked my mail and read my birthday cards while laying on the couch. I smiled while reading all the sweet messages from my friends and family. I heard a knock at the door and got up to see who it was.
“Jackson Wang! I told you to spend time with your mom!” I yelled at him through the peephole
“I did. I swear! She’s perfectly happy and now I get to make you happy too.” His cheeky smile was too much to resist. I opened the door a little to peek my head out.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Coming to visit you.”
I opened the door for him and he sauntered past me, plopping down on the couch, patting the seat next to him. For over an hour, we both read out some of the funny cards and watching Tv until I started to wonder why Jackson had to be here with me.
“You look so serious.” He commented.
“It’s just- Never mind.”
“No, tell me.” He held my hand, making my heart race.
“You’re the only person who went completely out of their way just to sit on the couch with me,” I said. “Why today?”
“Because you’re the birthday girl.” He said. My face started to redden, I tried to hide it, but Jackson brushed my cheek with the back of his hand, calming me down. “I feel guilty when I don’t make you smile at least once a day.”
He was such a sweet guy. None of my other friends has ever said that to me, then it all made sense. He wasn’t trying to be my friend, he was being romantic. Still, I found it difficult to look him in the eyes after that. Jackson intertwined our fingers, bringing our hands closer to him. I finally looked up, making full eye contact with him.
“Y/n, I think I’m in love with you.”
My heart sank to my feet. He actually confessed to me! Subconsciously, my eyes went wide in shock, which he saw as a bad sign.
“I know it’s really sudden because we’re friends and everything, but I just can’t let you go another day without knowing how I feel.”
“Jackson, I love you too,” I said.
“What?” His face went blank
“I love you too.” I couldn’t stop myself, I threw myself at him, kissing him passionately. He held my waist, letting me straddle his hips and kissed me back.
My lips moved down to his neck, kissing and nibbling until a small whimper came out of him. I kept my focus on his sweet spot while his hands slowly lifted my top inch by inch. He lifted my top off, looking straight at my breasts being pushed up by my bra. His fingers snaked through the straps, pulling them down my shoulders, dropping both cups of my bra and unhooking the back.
He latched on to my nipple with a throaty moan against the sensitive skin. I held his head, keeping him at the perfect angle, allowing the cries of pleasure to vent from my mouth. He came back up to kiss me again, his tongue forcing its way into my slightly parted lips. He turned me over, onto my back, ridding me of the rest of my clothes.
“You are so beautiful, Y/n.” He massaged my breasts gently, causing me to call out his name and beg him to take me.
He pulled off this top and pants, leaving his underwear for me to rip off of him in the heat of the moment. He lined up at my entrance, pushing into me and moaning my name. My hands wandered down his strong back, feeling each muscle flex.
His deep strokes had me seeing stars. I was completely intoxicated by his scent, his body, and his new found love for me. I went from having my best friend make me smile, to my ferocious lover make me cum. I closed my eyes and screamed for him to give me more while I rode out my high. My toes curled, my back arched and Jackson finished deep inside me.
I held him in my arms when he went limp, his head rested at the base of my neck. I kissed the top of his head, smiling down at him. We both laid there for a moment, slightly in awe of what we just did.
“Wow.” He said, breaking the silence. “That was…”
“A long time coming.” I finished for him.
He chuckled at me, lifting me off the couch and binding my legs around him. He walked us to my bedroom, kissing me repeatedly on the way there. I clung to him while he brought me down on the bed. We covered ourselves in blankets, giving each other a few more kisses.
“Happy birthday, Y/n.” He whispered.
“Hmm~ It is now. Does this mean I’m your Baobei?”
“Of course. I’m sorry it took me so long to realize it.” He said.
I shrugged at him with a smile. “You’re just a social butterfly, that’s all.”
“What’s that in French?” He asked
“Papillon social.”
He smiled to himself and cuddled me in closer. “Goodnight baobei.”
For those who are single fandom stans, I do reblog for each of the three groups I follow and I also reblog the scenarios I write that are specific each group! ❤
Summary: Mark’s nerves begin to get the best of him as soon as you two meet, but he quickly redeems himself once you two get to know each other better.
I can’t believe she said yes. I’ve been in shock for over an hour. She actually said yes to having dinner with me. Especially since I made a complete fool of my self when we first met, I never thought she’d look at me twice.Y/n is so far out of my league, we aren’t even playing the same sport! She’s gorgeous, kind, smart, exotic and just perfect.
To make a long story short, I bumped into her, literally, while trying to get a taxi to take me to my hotel. She must have taken my clumsiness as part of my charm. Luckily, she was staying at the same hotel I was and offered to share a taxi. We had a brief chat on the way there, discussing how I was in Peru for pleasure, She wasn’t just from here, but she was on this side of the country for business.
When our ride came to an end she offered to teach me some more Spanish and show me around the city, at which point I blurted out “Let’s have dinner.” like a lovestruck idiot. To my surprise, she accepted the invitation, gave me her number, and asked me to meet her in the lobby later on this evening.
That was nearly two hours ago and I still couldn’t figure out what to say to her all night. Should I be friendly or romantic? Considering we just met I should probably keep my urges to myself, but what if she throws me in the friend-zone and I end up developing feelings? This girl affected me in ways I didn’t think were possible.
I opened up my suitcase and pulled out a good outfit to wear for dinner. I gave myself a good look in the mirror while I applied a little cologne to my neck and wrists. I haven’t been on many dates because of my busy schedule so this was like jumping into the deep end.
My watch read there were only ten minutes for me to get to the lobby. I laced up my shoes and hurried down the hall. When I got into the elevator, I made a silent prayer that everything would go well. The doors opened, revealing a few people walking around the lobby. I stepped out heading for the reception area, and there she was. She sat on the sofa near the entrance doors, her back slightly arched into the perfect posture. She must have heard my footsteps, because, by the time I was only a few steps away, she lifted her head, tearing her attention away from her phone and looking me in the eye with a smile.
“Hi.” She stood up and placed the strap of her purse over her shoulder.
“Hey. Sorry, were you waiting long?” I asked.
“Oh, no. I came down to get a copy of my room key and decided to just sit a while until you came.”
“Okay. Well, shall we?” I gestured to the doors and went to the lot.
We took my car to the restaurant, she pointed out a few landmarks on the way and even taught me a little Spanish while I drove. Upon our arrival, I parked the car and helped her out of the passenger’s side. I offered my hand and she accepted, stepping out of the vehicle. I closed the door for her, and she sadly let go.
We walked into the restaurant and the host immediately brought us to an empty table. We spent the entire evening talking, switching from Spanish to English, and oddly, the more I listened to her speak, I found myself falling even harder. Even with her being a noona, I was so comfortable in her presence. But I want more. I want her to feel the same amount of passion I have for her.
Leaning back in my chair, I caught a glance at her body language. Legs crossed a little too tightly, suggesting the need for friction, every time I’d look at her, she’d start to blush, which means I must make her heart race. Well, that makes two of us.
“I’m really glad we met, Y/n.” My hand rested on the table, subtly asking for her to hold it.
She looked at my hand, thinking of her next move and smiled. She reached out, placing her hand on mine with a small rub of her thumb. “I am too, Mark.”
Soon enough, we were finished with our meal and ready to go. I opened the car door for her and drove us back to the hotel. After parking in the lot, I helped her out again, offering my hand once more, but this time, things were different. She gripped my hand, not wanting to let go. I closed the door and she laced our fingers together. The tension between us was undeniable.
We stood at the elevator, hand in hand until it came a few seconds later. I let her go in first, trying to keep my gentlemanly ways. All I really wanted to do was lift her into my arms and kiss her with such intensity. She made me want to savor every moment, even if it was standing in silence on an elevator ride.
The doors opened and she turned to me. “This is my floor…” Her words were quiet, yet urging me to make a move.
“¿Te gustaría que te lleve a tu habitación?,” I said. Her smile relieved my nerves, her hand came back to lock with mine and we walked down the hall. I didn’t want to let her go yet. The second she stopped at her door, I felt so defeated.
I got ready for a friendly hug or a lame kiss on the cheek, but nothing happened. Her grip on my hand tightened, she didn’t even reach for her room key, she was waiting for something. She looked into my eyes while she pulled me in a bit closer. Her perfume levitated off of her smooth skin, tickling my nose with a playful sweetness. She had me in the palm of her hand, all I had to do was take the leap.
“Te deseo,” I whispered.
She responded with a tender kiss. I held her waist and pressed her back against the door, hiking her leg on my hip. She grinded onto my bulge, making me want to give into my lustful urges and take her right there, in the hallway.
Before things got too heated, she stood on her own two feet and unlocked the door. Her eyes darkened, her lips formed a smirk as she grabbed me by the collar and pulled me inside. I kicked the door closed behind us and she jumped into my arms.
“Say something in Spanish again.” She requested.
“Quiero besar todas las partes de tu cuerpo.”
“God, that so hot!” I gently laid her on the bed and she undressed me straight away. I climbed on top of her, kissing her neck and collarbones while she arched her back to unzip her dress. She slid it right off, exposing her sexy lingerie. I smirked to myself, knowing she was prepared for what was going to happen.
Fulfilling my promise, my kisses trailed down her heaving chest, to her abdomen. Her hands held my head as I made my way down her glorious body, I could live off of the sweet taste of her skin on my lips.
The muscles in her stomach flexed beneath my lips. She raised her hips as soon as my warm breath made contact with her glistening center. I let my tongue slip past my mouth to collect some of her wetness.I pursed my lips, kissing her clit.
“Mark! She cried out, begging for me for more. "Quero mas…”
Her head fell back with a moan as she felt me remove myself from her, only to pull her in closer by her legs, lining our hips together. She held onto my shoulders, preparing herself for what happened only a few seconds later.
I snapped my hips into hers, filling her with every inch of my long cock. Her perfect breasts bounced against my chest, her nails dug into my back and her legs clenched around me. We were both enslaved by desire and lust. Her tightness somehow got tighter. Her moans turned into soft whimpers as she got closer to her release. I couldn’t take the way I was trying to hold back. I had to cum. The feel of her warm walls stretching around my thick cock had my head spinning.
With a few more thrusts we both reached our orgasm. Y/n clung to me, squeezing with all of her might. I kissed her soft lips as I emptied deep inside her and gave another sloppy thrust before pulling out, collapsing next to her. We laid in peace, with only the sound of our breaths coming back to normal.
“Wow,” she said with a sigh. I leaned over to kiss her cheek, but she cupped my face instead, pressing her lips to mine instead. Looking into her longing eyes, I started to have some reoccurring feelings. I can’t just let this be a one-time thing. I want to see her throughout the trip and maybe even after.
She looked at me with a glimmer of worry and asked, “Something wrong?”
“No, not at all. It’s just that I really enjoyed getting to know you tonight. I’m really lucky to have met you the way I did. I just like you a lot”
“Aww. I like you too, Mark.” She held my hand with a smile.
“And-Uh- I wanted to ask if you would be interested in going out with me again if you’re free at all this week?” I asked.
“Like another date?” Her smile remained on her lips, but I felt a bit of a panic coming on.
“Yeah, a-another date,” I said. I took a breath and relaxed for a second before adding “Quero ser tu hombre.” The words fell from my mouth with confidence, which made her smile a little brighter.
“I’d love to.” She said. I kissed her again and we cuddled together sharing a moment for some pillow talk until we drifted off to sleep.
Mark: Smile He sees the way the corners of your mouth curl into the perfect symbol of joy. He will never be able to resist the way you smile. It’s contagious for him. When you smile, his mood mirrors yours.
JB: Eyes The windows to the soul. He looks into your eyes and recognizes all the strong thoughts in your mind. He can instantly tell how you are feeling just by the way you stare at things.
Jackson: Touch He prefers a more tactile method. When you first meet he sees your smooth skin. He feels his heart racing even when he gives you the most subtle of touches. Of course, when you first meet, he’ll be touchy in a non-sexual way. Just a friendly handshake or placing his hand on your back to see if there is a connection.
Jinyoung: Voice He’s the type to fall for someone who has a calming voice. The type who he could listen to for hours. He love’s hearing the way you talk. Whether it’s your accent or just the way you word certain things, he just can’t get enough of your angelic voice.
Youngjae: Charm There is a natural attraction that he has to you. There really isn’t a particular trait that he can depict, but he likes it that way. You have a certain X-factor that can only be defined as love at first sight.
Bambam: Style From the way you do your hair to the clothes you wear (unintentional rhyme), he finds himself wanting to get closer to you. He loves how effortless you are. He would be inspired by your fashion choices and often pick an article of clothing based on a piece he’s seen you wear before.
Yugyeom: Humor He finds comfort in the way you two can easily joke around and laugh together. You would constantly be commended for your quick wit and fun personality. He wants someone who can take a joke as well as they dish one.
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