{'crawls into your lap and buries his face into your shoulder} Urrrgh.
What’s wrong lil pup? [ — he peers over at the latter with his curious eyes, a hand slightly patting over his head ]
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{'crawls into your lap and buries his face into your shoulder} Urrrgh.
What’s wrong lil pup? [ — he peers over at the latter with his curious eyes, a hand slightly patting over his head ]
{' he bows low, his hand twirling as he does so, a short and eerily wicked laugh bursting from his lips before he speaks } The name's Chen. I'd be pleased to make your acquaintance.
[ — the odd actions of the latter did not bother him as he lowered his head slightly, lips curving into a subtle smile ] Likewise, Chen. My name’s Jongin.
{'leans in, a grin curling at his lips as his eyes crinkle} Handsome stranger.
[ — the boy cocks an eyebrow before he stares at the other boy in amusement ] It’s not everyday someone compliments me but ah, thank you.
YOU'RE BACK.
Yes I am. [ — a small smile gracing his lips whilst tousling the florist’s hair ]
Missing him terribly, Chorong finds herself outside his place but with the fear of interrupting so she leaves a note on his door and leaves. [When you're back I demand a kiss.]
[ — parting his plump, pale lips, he emitted a soft chuckle whilst reading the small note the girl left on his door before he pulled his phone out of his side pockets ]
[ sms : princess ] i'm back & i'll give u kisses instead of a kiss, heh.
[Text to; J] Time to get over here tomorrow. It's been too long.
[ sms to damon ] no 'i miss yous'? aw, men.
[ sms to damon ] i have exams tomorrow though. sorry, busy.
[ sms to damon ] kidding, i'll text you tomorrow
[ sms to damon ] where though?
{`whispers} My baby--
[ — snorts ] And you’re surprised an anon ships us, hah.
My little pumpkin buns.
[ — lets out a small laugh, looking at the petite woman unbelievably ]