"We can stay up late, swapping manly stories, and in the morning, I'm making waffles!"
"Man, this would be so much easier if I wasn't COLOR-BLIND!"
"I like that boulder. That is a NICE boulder."
"Whoa. Look at that. Who'd wanna live in a place like that?"
"Well, I have to save my ass."
"Example... uh... _______ are like onions!"
"Oh, you both have LAYERS. Oh. You know, not everybody like onions. CAKE! Everybody loves cake! Cakes have layers!"
"Well, let me put it this way, Princess:
men of his stature are in SHORT supply."
"Yeah, it's getting him to shut up that's the trick!"
"You know, (name)... when we first met, I didn't think you were a big, stupid, ugly ______."
"Okay, I'll tell you... Do you know... the Muffin Man?"
"She's married to the Muffin Man..."
" So where is this fire-breathin' pain in the neck, anyway?"
" You can't do this to me, (name), I'm too young for you to die! Keep your feet elevated! Turn your head and cough! Does anybody know the Heimlich...?"
"Huh, celebrity marriages. They never last, do they?"
"But this isn't right! You're meant to charge in, sword drawn, banners flying! That's what all the other knights did!"
"I'll find those stairs. I'll whip their butt, too. Those stairs won't know which way they're going... take drastic steps, kick it to the curb. Don't mess wit' me. I'm the Stair Master. I've mastered the stairs. I wish I had a step right here, right now, I'd step all over it..."
"LOVE me? She said I was ugly, a hideous creature! I heard the two of you talking!"
"Well, I have a bit of a confession to make:
_____ don't have layers. We wear our fear right there on our sleeves."
"Hey! I'm nobody's messenger boy, all right? I'm a delivery boy!"
"All right, you're going the right way for a smacked bottom."
"Like THAT's ever gonna happen! What a load of..."
"The line, the line you gotta wait for:
the priest's gonna say "Speak now or forever hold your piece", and you rush in and say "I object!"
"Then ya gotta, gotta try a little TENDERNESS! Chicks love that romantic crap!"
Wow! Only a TRUE friend would be that cruelly honest!"
"Now really, it's rude enough being alive when no one wants you, but showing up uninvited to a wedding?"
"Oh, I know. Maybe I could have decapitated an entire village, put their heads on a pike, gotten a knife, cut open their spleens and drink their fluids. Does that sound good to you?"
"The battle is won. You may remove your helmet, good Sir Knight."
" Let's just say, I'm not your type, all right?"
"Oh, that's funny. Oh. Oh. I can't breathe. I can't breathe."
"...And then one time I ate some rotten berries. Man, there were some strong gases seepin' outta my butt that day!"
"Thank you, thank you very much. I'm here 'til Thursday. Try the veal."
"There's an arrow in your butt!"
Because that's what friends do, they FORGIVE EACH OTHER!"
"Don't worry, (name). I used to be afraid of the dark until... No, wait. I'm still afraid of the dark."
25 Days of Christmas (Day 21 - YoungJin) Part 1...?
Does anybody know their ship name?…?
Pairing: Youngjae x Jinyoung (Jr) x Reader
Genre: Smut (Threesome)
Your vocal chords were probably going to burst because of Youngjae. For the last five minutes, you’d been screaming thanks to the way he handled your body. Your bright red ass was in the air as he rocked into you from behind. His fingertips were digging into the skin of your hips as he prepared to flip you over. You would have never thought that Youngjae would be rough in bed. Hell, you’d never thought that you would be fucking Youngjae only weeks after breaking up with Jinyoung.
It wasn’t REALLY your fault, though. You came to the dorm just to pick up your stuff. Youngjae had answered the door… you started talking… somehow his lips met yours…and now he was making up for the months of sex that you’d missed with Jinyoung.
As soon as your back connected to the sheets, someone called out Youngjae’s name. He cupped his hand over your mouth but continued slamming into you. “Yeah?” he called out, as if nothing were wrong. You cupped your breasts and moaned, making him send you a dirty look. He slapped your thigh and you squeezed your lips shut, trying to control yourself.
“I thought you wanted us to come back and get you?” You recognized the voice as Jinyoung but you were too close to your orgasm to care. A bead of sweat rolled down Youngjae’s face and he grunted softly. “I’ll come down in a minute” he responded rather calmly. Youngjae bent down and bit your nipple sending you over the edge. He pulled out of you and jerked himself off, shooting his load onto your stomach. He kissed your lips and smiled as he pulled away.
“Clean up and then follow me out” he said, moving toward his dresser. He tossed you a towel and then started finding some clothes. “I wouldn’t have to clean up if you hadn’t done this” you said, wiping off your stomach.
“You JUST got out of a relationship with one of my friends. I couldn’t… mark my territory on the first go” he said, pulling a shirt over his head. The first go? Was he saying that he wanted to do this again? After removing all of his sticky goo from your body, you began pulling your clothes on. He moved close to you again and you stood completely still, no longer knowing what you could expect from Youngjae. He pressed his lips to yours and slowly pulled back with a smile.
“I hate to leave you like this but I don’t want them to come back and catch you” he smiled. You nodded in understanding and he kissed your forehead before leaving. You adjusted your clothes and soon you were out of the dorm, forgetting all about your box of stuff. That was the reason you’d gone there in the first place.