freejongin replied to your post: freejongin replied to your post: (/smiles)...
/puffs his cheeks; Twinnie is mine, so I can answer if I wanna.
you're mine, though. (◡‿◡✿)




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freejongin replied to your post: freejongin replied to your post: (/smiles)...
/puffs his cheeks; Twinnie is mine, so I can answer if I wanna.
you're mine, though. (◡‿◡✿)
freejongin replied to your post: (/smiles) Annyeong.
Hes my hyung/twinnie! He ships us. Be nice to him!
I'm not asking you, aren't I? /raises a brow, rolling his eyes with a playful smile; Kidding, babe.
Chanyeol: I might fall asleep anytime, baby.
Jongin: I know you might, I have your cock on my dashboard.
Chanyeol:
Jongin:
Chanyeol:
Jongin: Look, birds!
Happy One Month BABY!
Rurouni Kenshin, best movie so far!
ASDKLNHASLDJBAWUDasajcnaSCKJABEDU. Okay, I'm done.
This movie we're watching is so hardcore.
As Chanyeol opens his eyes, he's greeted with pretty much the same scenery every day, but he sees no need to complain, because he actually loves everything about it. The bright sun rays sneaking into the room through the creamy curtains, the fresh smell of a beautiful morning and the warmth in his arms, soft locks tickling his bare chest as Jongin shifts closer to Chanyeol. The older boy feels a smile tugging at his lips as he runs his fingers through the dark strands of his lover's hair.
It has always been like that—every morning is a warm filled one whenever he wakes up feeling the familiar warmth around himself. Whenever Chanyeol opens his eyes, he could see the same childish looking angel lover he was lucky to have. He couldn’t even mutter a single word by the way the sunshine hits the golden skin of the one who he loves the most; his smile broadens as he leans to place a soft kiss on his lover’s forehead with a soft whisper.
“Good morning, my love. You better wake up and kiss me soon ‘cause I dreadfully miss your soft plump lips, I claim mine.”
freejongin replied to your post:
I am not an asshole! Im an innocent little angel, I dont know what youre talking about.
WOW, BABE. WOW. OKAY. An innocent angel whose lips are so good in giving--/grins while wiggling his brows;