“I like when you smile.”
"And I like when you do that thing with your tongue," Zitao replied with a smirk.

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“I like when you smile.”
"And I like when you do that thing with your tongue," Zitao replied with a smirk.
► Para replies will be taken care tomorrow, apologies for the delays.
sicaxtio said: Yes, you are doing something… something that you shouldn’t be seeing and more so, doing. -wraps her arms around her and gently squeezes her- You shall stay innocent forever.
{/looks a little confused, smiling sheepishly as she pats the other's shoulder gently, allowing laughters to slip past her lips.} Doing sooomething? You're just being ambiguous and I'm-- curious.
It's now my turn to give you a little something for Valentine's. Girls were supposed to give out chocolates during Valentine's Day anyway so I bought you some. I hope you enjoy them and don't eat them all at once, okay? No matter how good they taste. Aigoo... why am I lecturing a doctor? You probably know that already anyway...
I was supposed to give some chocolates but I figured you'd get some anyway. Thanks, babe! And no, you can't lecture me about food. I might finish everything in one night.
Jessica & Chanyeol || S.O.S
[✩] Chanyeol sighs and takes one last look at himself in the mirror. His bow tie is straight and he made sure to poke in little dimples in the center knot to make him look a bit fancier for the company he's expecting to meet in a few, short minutes. His hair is slicked back and his ears jut out a little more due to the lack of coverage. He shoots himself a wink in the reflecting glass and sighs, mostly at himself, before his hands delve into his pocket to make sure his phone is in place. With an affirmative nod, he slips on his shoes and locks the door behind him on his way out, making the short trip to his acquaintance's home only a few blocks away. Luck seems to be on his side as he waits for the traffic light to change. The elderly woman he usually passes by on his way to work is out, despite the light snowfall, with a handful of bouquets of those beautiful roses she grows at home, wrapped and packaged in transparent, coloured cellophane. Her cart is quite large and the roof of it seems sturdy enough to hang in there for a few more hours. "The pink ones, please," he mutters. If the woman notices the tint of pink dusting over his cheeks, she keeps a code and doesn't say anything about it, only smiling as she offers the flowers and pulls out a wilting one, replacing it with a bud from another bouquet. "Only the best for the dearest child and whomever these are going to. She must be special." Chanyeol's lips spread into a blinding grin and he nods in agreement to the last few words the elder said. "Very special, indeed." The flower stems get tucked in under an arm and he gives the woman a curt bow of his head, along with a payment twice the amount of the required pay, before he presses his thumb to the side of his head and the side of his pointer finger to his forehead, running to his destination and when he arrives, he brushes off the flakes of ice that gathered on his shoulders. The lobby is quiet and he bows to the guard by the entrance belatedly, earning himself a grunt in return. Tough crowd. With a smile, Chanyeol enters the lift and presses the button to light up a "P" to take him to the penthouse where his beloved awaits, and when the small, short chime of a bell indicates his arrival, he steps out and hides the flowers behind his back, making sure not to move his fingers in case the plastic starts to make noises. He lifts his free hand up and raps his knuckles against the wooden door, keeping his voice low and deep. "Jess? You home, baby?"
"Does it hurt when I touch it?"
He lets out a harsh hiss when the young woman gingerly touches the gash on his arm. He is surprised when she came up to him while he was out on his smoke break, but she seems pleasant enough to not tell her to "fuck off."
A small laugh escapes his lips to try and ease the shock of his little out burst and shows her a smile."Yeah it hurts a little but I can handle it. Its not like I got stabbed in the chest or something"
He turns his head to blow the smoke away from her as he watches her closely. People almost never approach him out of no where like this so of course he is going to act as cautious as always.
"I didn't catch your name though....mines Soohyuk." He pinches his cigarette in between his lips as he holds out his hand for the other shake.