#heiressxsooj

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11: GENTLE KISS

Yoongi tilted his head, wetting his bottom lip absently and gazing forward at the female before him. “I used to send you daily reminders that you find me attractive…” he murmured gently, running his index finger softly down her jawline, a smirk overtaking his smile by a slim margin. “But it’s been a while, so maybe I should give you something that’ll hold my memory for a while?” Leaning forward he pressed his lips to hers softly, his hand pressing against her cheek to feel her skin. There wasn’t a moment’s hesitation in his movements, and the soft persistance of his lips worked her’s for a long, sensual moment. “I bet you won’t forget me, huh?” he whispered against her mouth, pulling back slowly to grin again.

[sxxhyk]

❤ ♣

Send ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message

{text} If a thousand painters worked for a thousand years, they could not create a work of art as beautiful as you…

Send ♣ for a drunk message

{text} Soojung  ie my svnshi ne my only sunshine.. 

[sxxhyk]

heiressxsooj said: (`eyes closed, she shakes her head; No, it’s okay.

-he places a little kiss on your nose- no its not..

[sxxhyk]

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-he steps closer to you his nose touching yours he then softly whispers- sorry.. -one of his hand place on your back the other gently brushes your hair back before softly pressing his lips to yours kissing you softly for a while then parts away slightly his upper lip still on yours then whisper- for leaving you..for a week

[lulusibyls]

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"Hey there beautiful." Xia Lu says, pressing his fingers under your chin, pulling your face to his, placing a soft kiss on your lips, holding you there for a few seconds before letting go, chuckling and laughing. "Enjoy it?"

[nahjoon]

“Hi”

Put a “Hi” in my ask & I’ll answer:

1. First impression: Pretty girl2. Truth is: You are indeed a pretty girl, who I'd like to get to know better3. How old do you look: Around 184. Have you ever made me laugh: I can’t recall, though I think so.5. Have you ever made me mad: No6. Best feature: Your appearce in general7. Have I ever had a crush on you: No8. You’re my: Acquaintance

9. Name in my phone: I don’t have your number, but hey can I have it?

10. Should you post this too? You already did

[hiddenkwangseok]

C? [ you're my husband though.

C. Muse A and Muse B head into the kitchen for a late night snack and feed each other

"I'm hungry." Soojung said as she was still in front of her laptop, doing something that even Feeldog can't describe. "Hmm?" Feeldog peek the girl when he was still reading his favorite book, Sherlock Holmes.

"I said I'm hungry. Lets have a snack yea?" Soojung said as she stand from her seat and take Feeldog's wrist, tugging him so he's following her.

"Yea yea." Feeldog grin and stand to follow her. They went to the kitchen and she straightly went to the fridge and open it. Feeldog was sitting on the counter, he saw pretzels and ate them one by one.

Soojung took out ice cream and put on the counter. "I want some." She said to Feeldog as she saw him eating prezels. He showed it in front of her mouth and she took a bite of the pretzel.

Then she took out a spoon and scoops a bit of ice cream in her mouth. "Want some?" she said to him. "Yeah sure." Feeldog replied and opened his mouth. She feed him and smiles. She knows that he was sleepy and he was just supporting her in the kitchen. "Good?"

"Yup. Eat up, I wanna go to sleep." said Feeldog with an eyebrow was raised and they both continue to eat, feeding each other.

[nekeysis]

"That was rude."

Kibum was intelligent, or so he liked to think. However, moving to Seoul with… well, a condition such as his hadn’t been the most well thought out decision that he had made throughout the course of his life thus far. Seoul was very densely populated—Key didn’t do well in crowds. Particularly whenever he wasn’t paying attention to where he was going or what he was doing.

Like now, for example. He’d been wandering around, the buds of his headphones tucked comfortably into his ears and a coffee held tightly within one of his hands, the hot contents of the cup and his peacoat the only things keeping him warm while out and about in the cold, winter air. Unfortunately, he never got to drink the coffee as it had wound up spilled all over someone else—a girl whom he had collided with while getting just a bit too into the music that he’d been listening to. In his defense, it had been a really good song. “Oh—yeah, yes it was. I’m really sorry about that.”