#so many drafts thatll never see the light of day...

[hypmicdaydreams]

“ how does it feel knowing that you're the prettiest boy alive? ”

kuko

"huhh?" he gives a confused sort of look, one that could very well be confused with annoyance if you didn't know him any better. prettiest boy alive? what the hell?? and why were you standing there with such a bright smile on your face? and gosh, why the everloving fuck were his cheeks so warm, his heart beating so rapidly out of his chest?? when the fuck did it get so hot? "what are ya talkin' about?" his tone rash yet a tad high pitched, clearly flustered by your own words. geez, he was never gonna get over this.

hitoya

"are you serious?" he sighs, pondering on whether it was much too early in the day for your shanenigans to begin. man, it was only ten or so in the morning, not late enough for his troubles to start. "babe, there are two things i hate: migraines in the morning and answering questions you already know." well damn, he got you good didn't he, only able to stand bewildered at the unexpected turn of events as he smirks from behind his desk. that confidence boost you just gave him was indeed much needed. (more like sexiest man am i right, wheeze)

sasara

"well, i dunno," he beams, as if he was waiting for this exact opportunity all day, "how is the prettiest person doing today?" he shoots you a grin and a wink, the beating of your own heart accelerating at the sudden turn of events. goddamnit sasara, first a comedian, and now an all natural flirt? what didn't you have?? (oh that's right, being an actual flirt). the tips of his ears were surely a tinge pink, his own heart rate a tad too fast from your comment as sasara is internally flustered by you. gosh, it was a great thing that he was such a quick thinker.

rosho

"huh, eh?!" his natural instinct is to, of course, go a bright red and stutter, though his second instinct was to frown and tell you off. "s-stay focused, y/n!" he berates, giving you a light slap on your head, very much like a he would with sasara. geez, you should be focusing on your work right now, not muttering such utter nonsense. but damn if your words didn't send a cupid arrow straight to his heart, face fully flushed and hands trembling just a bit. how could his heart feel so full to bursting? his face hotter than out in the sun?? gah, you had to stop saying such things; it was much too dangerous for his heart.

rei

"well sweetheart," he chuckles, so low and sultry than your heart can't help but skip a beat and you curse yourself for already being so flustered when you were supposedly trying to do so to him, not the other way around. plus, that damned pet name was just too fucking much, in the best way. "if you'd like to know, it feels just fine," he winks, a rather cocky smirk on his handsome features and visibly unfazed. geez, there went your attempt at trying to fluster him, for the umpteenth time might i add. he really was much too difficult to probe a reaction out of.