I love your writing so much 💌😭! Could I please request headcanons for munky where he has a crush on us? Like, how he would handle his feelings/go about asking us out. Also, could you please make it with female reader in mind ☺️🎀?
James “munky” shaffer x fem!reader headcanons
authors note-thank u sm love!! <33 tysm for your request!
warnings: none
At first, he thought it was just a crush that he would get over and completely forget about but it wasn’t…. He was obsessed with you.
He wasn’t sure how to approach you at first since he was a bit insecure to talk to you. He thinks he would just screw it up and look like a dumbass so he just never said anything at all. But he’d always be thinking about you 24/7
He’s very shy about the fact he might have a crush on you and would try to hide it. He doesn’t like being tease about things so whenever he was with someone from the band and he’d see you, he tries to act nonchalant and maybe seek some glances at you. And obviously you caught up to that.
He would try and cope with his feelings by playing his guitar or drinking. He really wants to talk to you and get closer but he’s scared you’d reject him. You were exactly what he wanted and who he wanted to be with.
He would feel envious whenever he’d see other people talking to you or getting close with you. He just wishes that was him who was having those close relationships with you and having a chance to know you better. If he had enough confidence to even go up to you anyway.
Though one day he did, he manage to come up and have a small talk with you. You noticed how he’d fiddle with his fingers when he would talk to you, it just showed that he was nervous and maybe flustered. You found it pretty cute.
He would occasionally gift you some of his guitar picks as a way to express how he feels about you. It was like he was hinting that he had a crush on you and tried to not make it obvious of course. You pretty much had a whole collection of his picks in your room.
He’d also teach you how to play guitair, you weren’t the best at it but it seemed that being able to teach you something that he liked brought him a lot of joy.
When the time was right, he decided to tell you how he felt. It was kinda hard for him since he had fear of you rejecting him and only liking him as a friend but hoped you didn’t.
Scenario:
“Hey y/n…I need to tell you somethin’..” he says hesitantly, you look up at him and smiled. “Yeah? What?” He looked at you for a few seconds, admiring you slightly. “I think I like you.” He confessed. “I get it if you don’t feel the same…I just feel like you should know..” He mumbled. He felt slightly worried about your response and how you thought. He didn’t want you to leave him. “I like you too.” You said. He felt his heart skip and he smiled. “R-really? oh I’m so glad…” He hugged you and you two shared a passionate kiss.
You shut the door as you walked into the apartment, it was quiet and felt empty. You saw your boyfriend on the couch with a cigarette in his hand, watching whatever was on the tv. You weren't quite sure why he didn't look at you or say anything. It started to feel like an awkward silence.
“Uh hello?” You tap his shoulder. He was clearly upset, he didn’t turn to look at you. “What the hell do you want…” he said harshly, that caught you off guard. You took a step back and looked at him a little concerned. You didn’t know why he was acting like this, but you definitely had a bad feeling.
Jonathan’s behaviour didn’t change as he spoke again, he got up and looked at you now, the cigarette still in his hand. He always seemed shy and collected, except when he was on stage of course. But you’ve never experienced him act like this with you. He definitely found out about something, something he shouldn’t have. “You had a good time with that hooker, didn’t you?” You froze.
You felt a sense of panic welling up within you as his words sank in. You had no idea how he had found out about your little indiscretion, but it was clear that he was angry. You tried to remain calm, knowing that any sudden movements or heated words could escalate the situation. You took a deep breath, trying to compose yourself before speaking. "H-how did..” You stuttered, your voice trembling a little. "I can explain-“
“So it’s true?” He cut you off, more pissed than before. You were more nervous than before and stepped back a little. “I didn’t mean to! I swear! ….it just happened and..” You knew trying to make it sound less bad was useless. “cut the bullshit! You know what you did! What did I do to deserve that huh??” You flinched a little at his words and spoke up. “N-no you didn’t deserve that….I don’t know what I was thinking..” you mumbled feeling more guilty. “You know what I’ve been through and you were the only person I felt safe with…” he muttered. He wasn’t even looking at you either. It’s not like the wanted to either.
You knew the things he experienced in the past and it was hard for him to trust anyone. And you broke that trust with him. He looked hurt at the moment and wanted nothing to do with you right now. It was best you just gave him space…or left.
hii lovely, this might be a lil awkward idk-😭 but could u write relationship hcs of jon but with a reader who’s the complete opposite of him? Like doesn’t do drugs, innocent,sweet and prob listens to lana? Also a lil bit of smut if ur ok w that ofc, Fem reader too 🫶 ty!!
Jonathan Davis x Opposite!Fem!Reader hcs
authors note- not awkward at all! I actually like this trope a lot. thank u for your request<3
warnings: fluff, some smut at the end (first time writing smut soo😔)
Jonathan wasn’t quite sure how you two came together. All he could recall was where he met you through your older brother Brian when he introduced you to his band. You were used to being around more reserved and subtle people so you were a little nervous or let’s say ..intimidated.
But that’s when you finally struck up a conversation with them, they were genuinely rather kind and a little silly. They welcomed you well despite the fact that you were nothing like them. Probably because your brother told them not to be weird in front of you like any other protective sibling would.
Though Jonathan was very intrigued by you, mostly your style and demeanour. Compared to other girls he had seen or spoken to, you were quite different. You were so put together and very pretty. Normally, you weren’t really his type and he’d never see himself with someone like you. But he thought your style was cute and thought it suited you well, seeing how you looked in your lacey top.
Then he began to talk to you and one thing led to another….
And you two ended up together! you aren’t sure how but you were happy. Even though you guys had absolutely nothing in common, you made it work and that’s all that mattered to him. You were definitely an odd couple and he knew that. He just loved how sweet you were and it just made him even more obsessed with you.
He noticed how you had a thing for bows. He always found them in your hair, your room, pretty much anywhere it can get on. He never understood what the point was about them and whenever he’d question you about it, you’d just simply respond with “I just like them.” leaving him confused.
Whenever you’d be sitting in his lap or laying your head on him, his calloused hand would always be finding it’s way to your hair, gently running his hand through your soft strands. He thought he was sweet how you’d cling to him whenever he did that. Sometimes he’d do that to help you fall asleep.
He would try to avoid smoking in front of you because he knew you didn’t like it so he made an effort to avoid doing it in front of you. You didn't like the smell of cigarettes and the smoke bothered you, so he tried to be considerate and keep his habits to himself. Even though he enjoyed smoking, he valued your relationship more and didn't want to do anything to upset you or make you uncomfortable. You still occasionally caught him smoking sometimes but he always apologized and tried to make it up later.
He loves hearing you ramble about anything. Even though he doesn’t even understand half of it, he finds it adorable how you have so much passion about things. It’s mostly about new stuff you bought or just your life in general.
He feels a little jealous when your talking to someone, mostly of your friend since you always talk to them on the phone when he’s around. It’s not like you meant to make him jealous… it was just kinda fun to on purpose.
NSFW
Little rough with you but can’t help it. He’s always gripping onto you and goes into you without pause. Your a bit smaller than him so he’s worried he might hurt you. But then again he can’t help it when you look up at him so vulnerably.
He’d either grip onto your hips or hair when he finishes, he doesn’t like when you move a lot during sex, Especially when he climaxes in you which makes you whine. But gives you lots of praises and apologizes for being aggressive with you after.
Always get turned on whenever he feels your tits press against him, sometimes you’d do it to tease him but you’d squeak in surprise when his hands would suddenly un clip your pink bra from behind.
munky fic where youre smoking together and hes been crushing on you for ages (all giddy) + fem reader please, thank youuu!!!!!!
𐙚 James “Munky” Shaffer x Fem!Reader
Authors note-this is so cute I love this request, happy new years!
Summary: Munky has been crushing on you for a long time and finally tells you when you two are having a smoke sesh
warnings: none!
Ever since James saw you, he immediately felt drawn to you. Before Korn formed, your old friend from high school Brian ran into you while he was with James and since then he had been crushing on you. He immediately felt a warm and comfortable feeling when he first saw you. He would get really happy whenever you came to shows or just be there with him and the band in general.
His nervousness prevented him from expressing his feelings directly, and he would often rely on Head to invite you over since he was scared to ask you himself. course his band mates picked up on his interest in you, sometimes even teased him about it. But he didn’t care, he did whatever he could to get close to you.
You were at Brian’s house, the whole gang was there just hanging out and drinking like they normally do. You and James had snuck away from the others and were now sitting out on the porch together, finding some peace away from the noise. The night was cool, and a gentle breeze blew through the air. You both sat together in comfortable silence, watching the night sky and taking in the quiet moment,
James passed the joint back to you with a soft smile. "I don't think the others have even noticed we left yet." He said with a small laugh. “Probably too drunk to notice.” You smirked. James chuckled and took the joint from you, looking at the night sky. He felt his heart race a little at how close you were to him, he couldn’t help but smile a little. He loved you ever since he saw you and you were absolutely perfect in his eyes. You were everything he could ever want in a partner.
You were sweet, funny, caring and all the things he could ever want. He just wanted to tell you how he felt, it was making him frustrated at himself for not having enough courage to tell you. It was a perfect moment. No one was there, just you and him.
“You know…um..” he began slowly, blushing a little as he spoke. "..I really enjoy spending time with you. You know, being here, It's... nice." He fidgeted a little, his nerves getting the better of him. He wanted to say more, wanted to tell you how he truly felt about you, but the words got stuck in his throat. He felt his heart racing more once he said that.
You looked at him with a soft smile, sensing his nervousness. It was cute how flustered he got around you – the shy glances, the fumbled words. You could tell he was holding something back, but you weren't sure what it was. “Aw…me too.” You said with a soft smile, looking at him. You wanted to try and push him to say what he was holding back. His heart skipped a beat as you looked at him with that soft smile. He swallowed hard, his nerves still getting the better of him, but the hope in his chest grew a little bit. "You know, I..I have something I want to tell you. But...I'm not sure if I should say it." He mumbled looking down.
You could sense the tension in his words and knew he was struggling with himself. It was clear that he wanted to say something important, but was hesitant to put it into words. You moved a little closer to him, your shoulder lightly brushing against his. "You can tell me anything, you know.” You said reassuringly.
James glanced over at you, his heart fluttering at the feel of your shoulder against his. Your words were sweet and reassuring, and it gave him the courage he needed to say what he'd been holding back for so long. Taking a breath, he turned to look at you directly, his eyes meeting yours. "...I...I like you. A lot. More than a friend.” Your eyes widened at his confession, a mix of surprise and excitement flooding your senses. You had suspected that he felt something for you, but hearing him actually say the words made your heart soar.
A smile tugged at the corners of your lips. "James...I like you too. More than a friend." His eyes widened in shock, a mixture of relief and happiness washing over him at your words. He had been so nervous to confess his feelings to you, but now that he knew you felt the same way, it was like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.
He looked at you, a crooked grin spreading across his face. "You...you really mean that?"You nodded, your smile widening. "Of course I do..y-“ before you could even speak, he pulled you into a tight hug, You laughed and his arms wrapped around you like a vice grip. He was practically crushing you, but you didn't mind – you liked it. You can feel how happy he was. It made you smile into his shoulder. “Oh my- you have no idea how happy I am right now- I’m gonna spoil you so much-“ He rambled. His words were of happiness and excitement. The girl that he’s been wanting for so long is finally his.
"you're such a dork." You said affectionately, patting his back. He giggled and kissed your cheek and you laugh. You then heard a silent giggle coming from the window that was open. James seemed to notice it too and saw Brian and Jonathan trying to sneak photos of you guys.
Jd fic where it’s inspired by trash (basically cheating on u with groupies, fem reader pls ty!)
𐙚 Never Again - Jonathan Davis x Fem!Reader
Authors note-I found out that he was doing this during the family values tour so I based it off that! This post has gotten deleted so many times and I had to redo all of it multiple times but here we go
Summary: Your boyfriend is finally sober and your very proud and happy! Little did you know he’s coping with it by cheating on you. Takes place in 1998!
warnings: mentions of sex, cussing, Jon being a dick.
In your relationship with Jonathan, he was struggling. Struggling with addiction. His eyes were always red and glassy, and he seemed distant most of the times. You understood that he didn’t mean to be so aloof with you but the drugs had a strong hold on him. He’d even do some hardcore drugs behind your back, knowing how angry you would be if you found out.
Of course, you did all in your power to assist him overcome his addiction. You were hurt to see him in this state. So depressed and mentally exhausted.
Until he actually hurt you.
After Korn had played their last song, they took a moment to say their goodbyes to the crowd. They had just played all in the family with limp bizkit. Still, the audience applauded and tossed objects onto the stage.
As for you, you were sitting backstage waiting for your boyfriend. Happy that the show was over so you could finally see him and have his attention. You continued to patiently wait for him, bouncing your leg up and down slightly. You could still hear the crowd yelling and begging for more.
I looked up I heard footsteps approaching and thought I saw my boyfriend walking towards me, I felt my heart skip a beat in anticipation. However, as the person got closer I realized it was not my boyfriend, it was just Munky. I felt a pang of disappointment wash over me, but quickly tried to hide it with a smile. I was happy to see him, but I couldn't help feeling a little let down at the same time.
“Hey y/n,” He said slightly breathing heavily, sweaty from the show. “Hi..” I said giving him a smile before speaking again. “Have you see Jon..?” My tone had a hint of hope. Oh- uh” He turned a little, his eyes darting around before turning back towards me. “Umm…no I haven’t but I’m sure he’s somewhere.. probably in the dressing room..” He said reassuringly, smiling.
I nodded and stood up from where I was sitting, letting out a muttered 'thanks' as I began to walk away. I couldn't help but feel a bit frustrated and confused as to why my boyfriend hadn't come to find me yet. Normally I’d be the first thing he’d come to after every show. I made my way through the crowded backstage area
I had finally made it to the dressing rooms and felt wave of relief. I saw that all the rooms were open except for one. I couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled, but the thought that he was probably in there filled me with excitement. I reached out and placed my hand on the knob, twisting it gently, only to find that the door was locked.
My heart sank a bit, disappointment and confusion washing over me. Why was the door locked? Was he avoiding me for some reason? I was about to knock on the door until I was caught by a faint moan coming from inside. The sound sent a shiver down my spine and my heart skipped a beat. It was a feminine moan, and it was coming from the dressing room where my boyfriend was supposed to be. I leaned in closer, carefully trying to listen in more, my heart racing and body shaking.
“Fuck, your such a slut…letting me use you, huh?”
I felt my heart stop for a moment as I heard Jonathan's voice coming from inside the dressing room. The shock and disbelief paralyzed me for a few moments as I tried to process what the fuck was going on. The words that I had just heard. His voice was unmistakable, and the vulgar language and the tone left no room for doubt. I couldn't believe what I was hearing and I felt my stomach drop.
I leaned in closer to the door, trying to listen more closely to what was happening inside. Every word that I heard made my heart sink further. I could hear sounds of skin and movement coming from inside, it seemed like they’ve been at it for a while.
I couldn't just stand there any longer, listening to the sounds coming from inside the dressing room. I couldn't just accept what was happening. I took a deep breath and tried to collect myself. I was so overwhelmed with everything right now that I just needed to leave. I walked away from there and I made my way back into the crowd of people and tried getting out. I just wanted to get away. I stumbled upon another dressing room, one that I didn't know existed. Without thinking, I went inside and closed the door behind me.
I leaned against the door, my breathing ragged and my mind racing. The reality of what I had just witnessed was sinking in, and the pain and anger were starting to set in. I felt a lump form in my throat and tears threatening to spill over, but I held them back. For now I just needed a moment to myself to process everything that had just happened and figure out what to do next. I felt sick, almost nauseous.
I leaned against the door completely lost. I couldn’t believe this was happening and it was real. I’ve been there for him pretty much all his life and helped him through everything. I felt anger and betrayal. I was there alone, standing there vulnerably in my tears. What the fuck was wrong with him?
The sudden knock on the door startled me, causing my heart to race again. I had been lost in my thoughts, completely wrapped up in my own world, and the sound brought me back to reality. I was irritated at the interruption, wanting nothing more than to be alone. I stood there for a moment, contemplating whether to ignore the knock or answer the door. But the again, the knocking wouldn’t stop unless I went and answered it.
I took a deep breath before opening the door, preparing myself for whoever was on the other side. As the door swung open, I was met with the sight of Munky standing there, looking a bit sheepish. He gave me a hesitant smile and said, "Hey, I saw you come in here, you …good?” He was quite concerned of my state.
I was a bit taken off-guard at his presence, but I tried to hide my feelings with a nod. "Yeah, I just... needed a minute," I mumbled. Munky seemed to notice my somber mood, his smile faltering slightly. "Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern. I hesitated for a moment before deciding not to burden him with my problems. "Yeah, everything's fine," I lied, hoping he wouldn't press further.
Munky looked at me skeptically, like he knew I was hiding something, but he didn't press the issue. "Alright," he said finally, "just wanted to let ya know we’re heading out." I gave him a small smile, appreciating his concern, but also relieved that he wasn't pushing further. "A-alright.”
I walked out of the dressing room, closing the door behind me with a soft thud. As I turned to walk away, I felt a wave of conflicting emotions wash over me again. Part of me wanted to just find Jonathan and confront him about what I had seen, but another, larger part of me was afraid. I didn’t know why. I decided to take a deep breath and try to calm myself down before making any hasty decisions. I walked aimlessly for a few minutes, my mind still reeling from the earlier events. Suddenly I heard a familiar voice calling my name.
“Y/n? Where were you?? I’ve been trying to look for you.” Jonathan said walking up to me, putting his hand on my waist. His voice was casual, like nothing had happened, but the touch of his hand angered me. I tensed at his touch, I didn’t want to feel it.
“Here only.” I muttered not even looking at him and moving his hand off me. Jonathan seemed caught off guard, though his expression was a little irritated. "Whoa, hey." he said, his voice a little stern. "Why are you acting like this?”
“You had a good time backstage, huh?” The words left my mouth in a sharp, bitter tone. I could see the flash of surprise on Jonathan's face followed by a moment of realization, before his expression hardened. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice guarded. My eyes narrowed as I began to speak bitterly. “Don’t give me that shit.” Jonathan's irritation quickly turned to anger, his eyes narrowing as he snapped back. "Watch your tone," he said, his voice sharp and authoritative. I stepped back from him. “Oh really?”
Jonathan rolled his eyes slightly, clearly not giving a shit. “So what, I fucked her okay? ‘Not a big deal.” I could feel my heart sinking into my stomach as the words stung. He didn't even seem to care or realize the gravity of what he had just said. "Not a big deal?" I repeated, my voice shaky. "You cheated on me and it’s not a “big deal?!” I look at him in disgust which kinda hurt him a little but didn’t change his cold demeanour. “It was a one time thing! Didn’t mean anything.”
I felt my anger and hurt rise up even more. How could he be so calloused about it? "It meant nothing?" I repeated incredulously. "You say that like it's supposed to make me feel better?" He took a step closer to me, trying to salvage the situation. "Look it’s just sex, it didn’t mean anything. I didn’t expect you to get so upset over this-“
“Of course I’m upset! You fucked someone else behind my back, what if I did that to you?!” Jonathan seemed a bit taken back by this, even more than he usually is. "You dont.. you wouldnt do that.. you arent like that..“ he mumbled the last part. He couldn’t imagine you sleeping with someone else.
“Exactly ….I’m not like you.” I muttered coldly. That seemed to tick him off. Jonathan raised a brow, he was definitely surprised by that. His mood now changed to cold and stern as the words left my mouth. He raised a brow, seemingly taken aback by my response. It was clear that my comment had struck a nerve. "“…Oh so you think your better than me now, huh?…Do you really think you're so perfect?" his was voice sharp.
I was suddenly intimidated by him and could feel the nerves and uncertainty building up inside me, knowing that he had the upper hand in this situation. But despite my unease, I tried to maintain a hint of resilience. "Uh..." I mumbled, unsure of what to say next, all I could do was just stand there pathetically in front of him as he was waiting for a damn response from me.
Jonathan stood there, waiting for my response. His cold, stern expression never wavered, making me feel even more uncomfortable and vulnerable."Well?" he prompted, his voice sharp. I fidgeted nervously, unsure of what to say. I knew that whatever I said next would only dig me into a deeper hole. He took a pause for a second before moving closer to you, he spoke almost mockingly. He chuckled a bit. “Yeahhh, thats what i thought.. you arent like that cause you actually can keep your damn legs closed.“ The silent, tense moment between us seemed to last forever, with his gaze fixated on me, waiting for me to speak.
I could feel the hurt and anger welling up inside me, I bit back my impulsive urge to lash out, knowing that any kind of reaction would only give him more satisfaction. Instead, I spoke up harshly. “Fuck you.” Jonathan looked at me angrily and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Excuse me?" he said, a hint of annoyance in his tone. “Yeah, fuck you.” I repeated before continuing, “I fucking trusted and loved you so much and your doing this behind my back? And then your acting as if it’s nothing?!” jonathan chuckled. “..So you’re just gonna leave me cause one time i went ahead and did that?” he sounded very irritated now, obviously not taking you serious, he was still trying to defend himself and he could be so manipulative at times.
Your eyes started feeling a bit watery. You didn’t want to cry in front of him and give him that satisfaction. You just couldn’t believe how careless he was being and how he was being towards you. Not even showing any guilt or shame. This wasn’t the man you fell in love with at all. You just didn’t know what to do. You hated the fact that you still loved him.
JD fic where you work with Korn (sorta like a manager I guess) and he starts crushing on you ;)
| 𐙚 Jonathan Davis x Reader
authors note-FINALLY. deeply wanna apologize for taking so damn long, tysm for waiting and be patient! I had a shit tone of things to do but finally here it is🙏🙏💯
Warnings: none!
Being the manager for Korn wasn’t as easy. The stress and tour planning felt overwhelming, but over time, you learned to handle the demands of the job. Just like right now, you were currently trying to find a suitable venue for their upcoming show.
The chair creaked as I slumped back, the movement sending it wobbling unsteadily. My hands dropped to the arms, A frustrated sigh escaped my lips, the sound loud in the otherwise silent room. I hung there for a moment, suspended between the chair and the floor but the sound of someone’s voice made me snap out of my thoughts.
"Hey," the speaker said and from the sound of his raspy voice, I could tell it was Jonathan. He appeared to be in a much happier mood than he had been this morning. I sat up again and we made eye contact. “Oh hello,“ I said, cracking a little smile at him. “You look stressed.” He said. “Is it that obvious?” I joked. He chuckled and sat down on the stool beside me with a beer in his hand, playing with his dreads like he always does. There’s not one interview I’ve seen where he’s not playing with them. “Mind if I hang here?” He said as he took a sip from his beer. I smiled and leaned back against the chair, the fabric brushing against my neck. “yeah, kinda needed some company anyways…” I say my eyes looking down at the floor.
I always liked having Jon around. I love how he just goes on and on talking about all the things that he does and stuff that happens in his life here and there. It was kinda cute to be honest. I also noticed how he’s more open to me then others, he even tells me about his issues and personal things. At the corner of my eye, I could see him just staring at me. Almost out of admiration and watching every tiny movement I made. The room was silent as I continued to be lost in my own thoughts and being somewhat completely relaxed.
“um…I was wondering if you would like to come outside with me?” —— I snapped out of my thoughts at the sudden sound of his voice. His tone was sweet and had a hint of hope. I looked back at him and smiled. He was always so shy and awkward. Despite how rough and aggressive he is on stage, he is actually a just a shy guy. Honestly I did need to go out. I’ve been rotting inside since morning and it wasn’t gonna get any better if I stayed inside working. “Sure, why not” I say as I got up from my seat and fixed my shirt a little. Jon’s eyes darted up to my upper body and his eyes lingered a little on my chest and I could tell he was slightly blushing but he immediately brushed it off by getting up as well, now holding his empty beer.
The weather was warm and felt nice to be out in this nice weather. I listened to the trees rustle together and continued to walk with Jonathan as we stood in silence taking in the peacefulness. I always notice how he always wants to be near me and oftentimes gets a little jealous when I’m with someone else. The thought of that made me think of more things. Like when I’m on the phone or discussing things with others. He always seemed to be worried and jealous. I didn’t wanna think too much about it because I could be getting the wrong idea or assuming things. “uh….I made this for you..” He suddenly stopped walking and hands out a rock that had some sort of design. I could tell he put a lot of effort into it because of how he tried to make it perfect. I felt my heart flutter and I was slightly surprised. “For me?” I mumbled gently taking it from his hand and running my thumb over the design. “mhm….It’s nice right?” He said chuckling slightly and smiling at me with at goofy smile of his.
I felt a wave of affection and I found it so heartwarming. “Beautiful..” I said looking up at him. “Your really sweet, you know that?” I spoke softly and genuinely, I noticed he got a little flustered and red when I said “sweet”. He was though, very. “haha…I’m glad you like it…” he mumbled happily and I knew he was absolutely going insane inside.
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