I always felt guzma is that kind of person that acts tough and feisty, but when he does something, he acts so adorable and cute without even knowing or intending.
For example, it’s past noon and Guzma is still in bed. Plums sends a grunt to wake him. When the grunt succeeds and is about to leave, Guzma takes a deep breath, stretches and cutely mewls, rubbing his eyes like a little kid. Completely unaware of the grunt that never left, blushing intensely, thinking ‘Sweet Tapu, that was SO CUTE!’
Or when Guzma decided to mess with the bottles he had on a shelf, assembling them into a tower with a face of curiosity while humming a little tune. Once the bottle tower is complete he gives off a big toothy grin, admiring his finished creation.
A threesome? The thought had never crossed your mind- not since you started dating Hoseok. You know your boyfriend is kinky. Fuck he’s kinky. But still, you sat there, perplexed as you forced a neutral tone that chapped at your lips.
“A threesome?” He nods, smiling at you patiently. “With another man?” Your calm expression cracks as you ask the question, making him chuckle- a sound that could convince you to do nearly anything.
“Yes, with a man.” He says gently, reaching forward and resting his head in his palm to look at you, sitting opposite him, with a confusing admiration- like a lovesick puppy. His other hand covers yours, giving it a squeeze. “Just say no if you want, you don’t need to hesitate on my behalf. I understand if the idea is a bit… strange to you.”
“It’s not a strange idea.” You say quickly, dismissing that as the reason you’re weary.
A waiter walks up next to your table, halting you from asking your next question. Hoseok smiles at you mischievously, knowing the blush on your face was placed there simply because of the man bringing you your coffees arrival while you were having a conversation about threesomes. You muster a ‘thank you’, turning back to your sly smiled boyfriend with an unintentional frown.
“What was I saying?” You question, taking a sip of your coffee.
“I don’t know, babe. You seem a bit flustered.” He says cockily.
As much as you deny it, he knows how attractive you find him when he gets like this. You scoff at him, nearly spitting out your coffee. He laughs unbelievingly at you, one of his hands suddenly sneaking onto your knee under the table.
He leans in, making you fold and lean in as well, without even realizing it until his breath is on your nose, making your cheeks even hotter.
“Are you like this because of the thought of me sharing you with another man?”