“Aw, Y/N! You look cute!” Youngjae exclaimed as you walked out of the bathroom, having just fixed your makeup and put the finishing touches on your outfit, and you felt a small blush rise to your cheeks as you smiled saying, “Thanks Youngjae! You don’t look so bad yourself,” and laughing lightly.
Jaebum walked into the room, pulling on his tie and when he saw the two of you he immediately stopped and raised an eyebrow, saying, “What the hell are you wearing?”; you rolled your eyes and turned to face him, saying, “Don’t tell me you think this one is too small! It goes down to my knees!” as you crossed your arms over your chest.
Jaebum walked over to you but then passed you and walked over to Youngjae and stuck out his tongue with a simple, “I wasn’t talking about you,” as he pulled on Youngjae’s tie, the latter of which gave a small squeak when he felt Jaebum’s hands so close to his chest; Jaebum smirked at Youngjae, saying “You look too cute to go out like that,” which made you walk over and tug on Jaebum’s jacket while leaning on Youngjae and saying, “You know…we could always stay in instead,” with a suggestive wink.
Give me a pairing an AU, and I will write a three-sentence fic~
Thus started Tobio’s prayers every
morning, upon finding his pajama trousers sticky from dreaming improprieties
with his colleagues – and worse, his member, so frustratingly spent, not any
less rigid, still demanding satisfaction.
The words sprang forth from the roots of
his soul, with the highest sincerity and deepest conviction that his fear of