𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗙𝗮𝗿 𝗖𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗿𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂
⤷ Pagan Min, Vaas Montenegro, Jacob Seed, Joseph Seed, John Seed, Bembe Alvarez.
Pagan Min
He flirts with you through extravagant gestures, the kind that leave everyone else wondering what you did to earn his attention.
Loves to “casually” brush your shoulder or adjust something on your outfit, always with a slow, knowing smile.
He teases you with playful, luxurious compliments, calling you “darling,” “dear heart,” or “my favorite exception.”
Finds excuses to pull you into private rooms because he “can’t have everyone staring at you when he’s trying to.”
Gets jealous in a surprisingly elegant way. Cold tone, sharper smile, fingers lightly on your back as he inserts himself between you and whoever’s talking to you.
Sends gifts that are suspiciously on-point: your favorite drink, jewelry that matches your eyes, clothes in your preferred colors.
When he’s truly trying to charm you, he speaks softly, leans close, and lets you see the rare, unguarded warmth behind the theatrics.
Vaas Montenegro
Flirting is intense, chaotic, unpredictable—he gets close, too close, and watches your reaction like a personal entertainment.
Calls you “princesa,” “bebé,” or whatever nickname irritates you just enough to keep him amused.
Loves testing boundaries—tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, tracing your jaw with a dirty finger, circling you like a shark.
Teases you relentlessly, especially if you act unfazed; he lives to crack your composure.
Gets weirdly protective when other people flirt with you, switching from joking to deadly serious in seconds.
Gives you random objects as “gifts”—a knife, a seashell, a stolen trinket—declaring each one essential for “remembering him.”
When he’s actually being sincere, his voice drops, he stops fidgeting, and he stares at you like he’s memorizing your face.
Bembe Álvarez
His flirting is cool, smooth, and calculated, like a man who knows exactly the effect he has on you.
Always notices little details about you and compliments them subtly, like he’s giving classified information.
He stands close intentionally, speaking in that low, silky tone that forces you to look up at him.
Leaves hints of interest through favors, documents “accidentally” handled, supplies that “just happened” to find their way to you.
Has a habit of smirking when you challenge him; nothing attracts him more than a woman who won’t be intimidated.
Keeps his hands to himself… until he doesn’t. A light touch at your waist, a guiding hand as you walk—always brief, always deliberate.
When he finally admits he likes you, it’s during a quiet moment, spoken like a secret meant only for your ears.
Jacob Seed
He flirts in a reserved, quietly commanding way—more presence than words.
Watches you with sharp, assessing eyes that soften just a little when you meet his gaze.
Gives compliments that sound more like judgments of character than flattery: “You’re stronger than you think,” “You don’t break easily.”
Checks in on you by pretending it’s about efficiency or training, when it’s very clearly not.
His version of touch is protective and practical, steadying your elbow, brushing dirt off your shoulder, adjusting your rifle grip.
He tests you physically and mentally, and every time you surprise him, he gets this small, rare amused smile.
The few times he genuinely flirts, it’s in the form of quiet, heavy statements like, “You stay close. I work better with you nearby.”
Joseph Seed
His flirting feels like prophecy wrapped in tenderness—soft words with heavy meaning behind them.
The fact that there's enough dust on the table that it's VISIBLE means that he hasn't been down here in ages. He sets this up specially for the deputy. He definitely collected the skin that morning just to pin it up for dramatics. He placed everything here im the perfect arrangement for the stage presence. He definitely practiced this intro like 30 times. He obsessed about what song he was going to whistle. He's such a dramatic little crybaby. Gods, I love him.
