#wc : ≈ 200

[kstrucknet]

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santa baby | 𝚢𝚓𝚑 two

✿ pairing: yoon jeonghan x fem!reader ✿ word count: 0.2k ✿ genre: fluff ✿ tags: high school au, crush au, class president!jeonghan ✿ synopsis: (28) paper stars + (29) "You're so cute I could just kiss you right now!" | request from this ask for my santa baby drabble game .ᐟ

It wasn't supposed to happen. At all.

One second, you were cutting out paper stars with Jeonghan in attendance, your classmate glueing what shapes you just cut up and placed in the pile next to you with intense vigor. The next, you were kissing, your back pressed to the desk and hands fumbling against his skin.

How did you get here?

Why did he have to make fun of your cutting skills in a way that made your heart race? Albiet some of the stars did look like mismatched little lumps of paper, but he didn't have to say it with such a lilt that created a lump in your throat.

Not even in your dreams, you thought as he kept teasing you mercilessly. He's the class president, you're an average student at best. He'll never go for you.

Yet, you could not fight the words that left your lips in the faintest of whispers. "You're so cute I could just kiss you right now," you mumbled, lips curled into a smile as you kept cutting the nteenth star for the Christmas banner.

Little did you expect Jeonghan to take the scissors out of your hands and press his lips to yours, both of your mouths molding perfectly to each other's.

"Why'd you do that?" You ask when the two of you part, your body still floating like a snowflake through the air.

"I knew you never would, so I had to take initiative. Especially when you gave me an invitation," he says with a smile.

santa baby drabble game ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆

[dekuneho]

for a first year courting a third year, his advances were quite forward. that is, he just had no shame staking his claim — not one bit of it.

he had no business messing with his upperclassman, but bakugou katsuki stepped in wordlessly when someone from your year started getting all too flirty with you. he sneered at his face, planting himself between you and the guy.

“you got a problem?” katsuki demanded, more of a threat than a question. he wasn’t as tall yet, but there was an air around him that spoke volumes of who exactly was stronger.

“no, man. some guard dog you have there,” your peer commented, much to your growing embarrassment.

“piss off,” katsuki snarled, and as 1-A’s golden boy, they knew that he wouldn’t back down.

“katsuki,” you muttered in warning as the extra walked away. “you can’t just butt in like that.”

katsuki cornered you against the wall, frowning. “what, you’re gonna let idiots like that hang around you?”

you smiled, sensing what he meant underneath. “i said i’d wait for you, didn’t i? i’m not gonna forget about my promise to you and run off with another guy.”

satisfaction flickered in katsuki. “good.”

[jungleclan]

200 FOLLOWERS! I’M AMAZED!

Nightpaw doesn’t have the greatest luck with the Clangen rng, so to celebrate, I thought we’d test her luck here on Tumblr, since you guys seem to enjoy her! I’ve rigged up a little game for you all…

To play is simple:

To throw a ball at ms. Nightpaw, comment a number from 1 to 8 (can include 1 or 8)(You are allowed to leave several comments). Depending on the number, the throw may be a hit (something bad happens to her [silly mischievous bad, not actually canon traumatizing bad]), or it may be a miss (something good happens to her). There are 4 possible hits and 4 possible misses… so ms. Nightpaw may get all hits OR all misses…who could say. 

For the next four days, starting tomorrow, I’ll randomly pick one of your comments, and draw whatever shenanigan it entails… 

Let’s see if Tumblr rng hates her as much as Clangen rng does! 🤩

[brackenfur]

OKAY so for over a year i’ve been off and on mentioning a hollyleaf fanfic that i was writing, starting in january of last yr and i’ve hit a severe writers block for a long time w it, but since i’ve invested like 200 pages into this fic……ive decided to share the wip of my hollyleaf fanfiction for you guys

disclaimer: it’s a wip and a first draft, there will b grammar/spelling/continuity errors throughout since i haven’t finished it and fixed every mistake.

i do rly want to finish this one day since i seriously still love it, i just genuinely need to sit down and get my writers flow back!! but since it’s about halfway done and i am still proud of it, you guys deserve to read the wip

here is the link to the google doc

lmk what you think!!! you can comment ur thoughts anywhere on this post but let’s hope i’ll be able to finish this monster one day

[saoi-art]

i did it right guys @fallenclan

[krethes]

Another LionKing micro from the archives!

Prompt: Arranged Marriage

Word Count: 200

It’s cliché, to be disgruntled, resigned, standing like a trumped-up pawn in exquisite robes, already sweating in the August sun’s oppressive heat. Would it be more cliché to be anxious, or excited? To be the good son who follows orders, because that’s what he’s always done and always will? “You’re well-matched,” Kingsley’s father had said, his voice like thunder in the rolling hills and just as foreboding, when he showed him the contract. “Second sons who are worthier than the first. Faithful to your families. You should be flattered.” He didn’t mention that his first son got himself blown up as a misled, hurting teenager, but Kingsley bit down the bile his derision sparked. He’s the good son, after all. Faithful. Well-matched. Sure. But not accidentally. Not by chance, and certainly not by something as whimsical as fate. But when his match emerges from the veil of trees in pearlescent robes, his fine head held high with the silver circlet perched atop his perfect raven’s wing curls, Kingsley feels a stirring in his chest, a pulse of frisson in his body. Their eyes meet, and time stops for just a moment, and resignation melts to something warmer than the sun.

[poppyclangen]

"Hello Visitor!"

Meet PoppyClan's StarClan Guide, OleanderPaw; brother of FallenStar, PoppyClan's first leader, and judge of the dead.

OleanderPaw was killed by the flood that swept the founders away, and used his power to give FallenStar her nine lives, and grow the first poppies that now populate the moor where PoppyClan lives.

His reddish orange coat can be seen in many of FallenStar's children, proof of his bloodline and strong ties with his sister. He does not often visit the clan medics, though when he does, it is considered a great honor and not to be taken lightly.

Leader of those who live in StarClan, OleanderPaw has let the thrill of spiritual power go to his head a bit. Each time FallenStar visits, he grows more 'holy' in appearance, followed by stars and a glow that most of the other dead do not have. His scent is hidden beneath the flowers growing from his pelt, and he become more eloquent and stiff with each passing day- to be frank, he was very different from the brother FallenStar remembers. She figures that was just what happened, though, as a spirit ages; while he may look rather young, he grows older still.

----

What power does StarClan have over living cats?

"Oh, a good question. I myself have found that I can effect many little things that the living see and touch- though it takes a great deal of energy. When I gave FallenStar her nine lives, I was dormant for many moons after, unable to protect those who walked the earth. While we may not need to eat or sleep, we StarClan cats are powered by... an energy. Perhaps it is belief?"

What was it like, being the first StarClan cat?

"It felt like a betrayal of sort, at first. Throughout my short life, I had been promised a rich afterlife, full of loved ones and an endless paradise. When I awoke, I was alone, in the dark. I built our paradise. I shaped it from the energy I found within my spirit. I am glad to have company now, my sisters kin, though there are times where I fell that emptiness once more. I built this place, yes, but... it has left a part of me hollow."

What about the StarClan of the past?

"I do not know what became of the cats that ruled the StarClan of our ancestors. I do not know if it was destroyed, as the living had been destroyed. I do not doubt there are other afterlives, though; after all, if I could do it, so can any cat who has been remembered and cherished."

Do you dictate the future of PoppyClan?

"Oh, no, goodness no. While I may have dominion over this plane, I cannot influence the actions of the living, outside of the way any cat may influence another. I cannot change the outcome of the seasons, though I find through intense emotion, I can effect the atmosphere of this territory. When I mourn, the clouds grow heavy with rain. When I am angered, the sky is dark and the moon is hidden. When I rejoice, the poppies of the land bloom more quickly. My influence seems to end there; though, the more I try, the more I learn. Recently, I've found the dreams of my Clan's cat's are just out of reach, drifting closer every night. The more who die and come to StarClan, the more I've found I'm able to do. I cant help but be curious...

Back to the question at hand. I know much more than I could have known as a living cat, but I do not know the future. I cannot predict what is coming, though I have my hunches and instincts, as a cat who has lived a long time would. When spirits come to rest here, I am blessed and burdened with their memories; their lives, their deaths. I am a collective of their stories, and at times, I fear I will forget my own, as short as it was.

What's that shadowy place?

"Oh, pay no mind to that. That's just a little project of mine, though I don't think I will finish it. There is no need to worry. I have it contained. It is empty."

[party-pri3st]

🎄 look their vibes are total opposites. i think it would be funny. smiles really big

It seems that Pandreo is fated to strike up conversations with only the grumpiest people in the room. It's alright, though. Pandreo's had his share of commiserating with people who were dragged to his services, clearly wanting to be anywhere else, and after some easy conversation they left seeming like they had a good time. This is exactly his wheelhouse. Pandreo's also had his share of mingling with heirs-to-be, but they have all been more gracious than this would-be-king who seems to have unwittingly found himself under a mistletoe. (Who's footing the bill for all this mistletoe, anyway? What a nightmare to clean up.) Pandreo can't remember the name of the guy's homeland - sue him for being bad at names, even in his profession - but in his short stint he's seen Innes shoot apples from a tree upside-down. Stiff upper lip the whole time, too. Someone has to bring the energy up, and it might as well be Pandreo. Even if it's one grumpy face at a time. "Heya." Pandreo slots himself in next to Innes, unbothered by his lack of reaction, but leaving plenty of room in case Innes decides to flee. "Might I kiss the ring, Your Highness?"

[gojoest]

when i go to the character tag i want to see art and edits not fics like i get it’s how some tag their works in order to reach a bigger audience but that’s so in vain when the fandom you write for is already one of the most popular ones and ppl eat up literally everything

[elementclangen]

Moon 200-Leaf-fall

Another kittypet has joined the Clan.  She’s a powerless cat named Xhosa (68) who claims that she dreamt of starry-furred cats.  It seems like StarClan is trying to bolster ElementClan’s numbers.  The other recent newcomer to the Clan, Queenyspeckle (76) is crushing on Primcrest (42) and is annoyed when she flirts with someone else. Specifically her mate.  Seriously, Queenyspeckle? After playing with Cragkit (3), Wildcave (83) ends up with a feather stuck to his face by Cragkit’s wind powers.  Primcrest (42) jokingly lets him know it’s there and he laughs and incinerates it.  Because the Clan is obsessed over Cragkit, Primcrest can make time to go for a nice long walk with Glowquake (36).  It’s nice to spend time with him, without their kit around.  Safariaster (107) has become a little obsessed with Fry (107).  She could spend hours listening to his voice.  Fry does not feel the same way.  Her voice annoys him.

[starrblood]

S cats....

[sovasleepy]

hello my loves, i’m almost done with the gekko fic that was requested after 8 million years. i’ll post it either tonight or tomorrow some time, apologies for the delay i’ve just been busy <3

[hxney-lemcn]

Kiss me Silly — Mr. Crawling, Gap, Silvair, Chopped, Hugeface, and Scarletella x gn! reader

summery: kisses with some of the Homicipher boys.

tw: slight unrequited feelings (I mean it's in the game).

wc: 1.2k (~200 per character)

Master List

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Mr. Crawling

❥Your first kiss is confusing to say the least. Mr. Crawling doesn’t know what your talking about and you try your best to explain what a kiss is and why you do it. “We touch lip” “Only someone you many like”. He doesn’t fully understand it, but you seem to like pressing your lips together, and he honestly finds himself liking it too. Any excuse to touch you is worth it in his eyes, and he finds himself wanting to do it again and again.

❥Thankfully, Mr. Crawling is a fast learner, and kisses go from sloppy to coherent quickly. Tugging at your clothes and chirping cutely in such a way you can’t say no. Kiss his lips, his forehead, cheeks, nose, he doesn’t care, he just wants your affection and you’ve open him to a whole new world.

❥Will give you kisses in return. In fact, it’s become a fifty fifty whether you get a kiss or head pats in comfort. When I say kiss I mean forehead kisses, he just finds it so comforting. If you’re really lucky he’ll pat your head and give you a kiss.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Mr. Gap

❥No. Sorry, but Mr. Gap isn’t a fan of any kind of affection. He barely understands the concept of liking someone! Though…you are strange. He likes messing with you, grinning devilishly every time he asks for your heart. He hasn’t had this kind of entertainment for a long time. Mr. Gap can’t deny he’s curious about those magazines you read. Why do humans do such strange things with each other?

❥After enough time, his curiosity beats his apprehension, agreeing to allow you to show ONE sign of affection. Just one though, and not for long. Tries his hardest to not back away when your face inches closer, watching you wearily as you press your lips to his. It’s weird, and uncomfortable, and his cold skin feels oddly warm. Disappears the second you pull away. 

❥Safe to say that kisses are far and few in between. Mr. Gap has a weird relationship with the sign of affection (or any). He feels awkward and doesn’t like how strange (vulnerable) it makes him feel, but on the other hand he has you try again, and he’s not sure why. Doesn’t want to dissect why (it’s cus you only do it with him and makes him feel special).

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Mr. Silvair

❥Hahaha. He’s confused. He doesn’t understand your strange human emotions nor your fondness. You’re his test subject, and he takes some time to ponder over your offer. His scientist mindset takes over, thinks of the whole situation like a test. Sorry :/

❥Doesn’t move when you kiss him. To be fair he doesn’t know what a kiss entails, lets you take the lead. He’s confused when you pull away with a frown, your nerves clear.,,interesting. Notes the way you act in a file in his mind to go through later, your mannerisms are just the most intriguing. You have to teach him how to kiss first, he’s willing to go along with your whims as long as you don’t expect too much from the interaction.

❥Strangly, over time he finds himself expecting your affections. Cheek kisses, lip kisses, its an odd slice of domecity. He comes back from his research and you’ll greet him with a small kiss. If you forget he gets a strange hollow feeling…very strange. Will watch you until you realize he’s waiting for a greeting kiss, that nasty feeling leaving the second your warm lips land on his own. How very strange…

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Mr. Chopped

❥Looks at you weirdly. Why would you want to touch your lips to his? He doesn’t get it. Says no at first, but over time his curiosity gets the best of him. Demands that you pick him up and touch your lips together. Wants to know why you even asked. Gets a strange fluttery feeling (even though he doesn’t have a body) and finds the action oddly enticing. Demands you do it again the second you pull away, a grin stretching from ear to ear. 

❥You can only kiss him on his terms, but more often than not he’s demanding you for one. Always gets a giant dopy grin afterwards, basking in your warmth. He’s on top of the world when you shower him with affection. Leave kisses all over his face. Do it. Mr. Chopped will become a giggly mess.

❥Get’s a bit insecure that he can’t kiss you without help. He wishes he could just kiss you when he wanted instead of asking you to pick him up. But those thoughts are quickly squashed when you brighten up at seeing him, placing a quick kiss to his cheek. If he’s sleeping on the otherhand…don’t do it, no matter how cute he looks, he hate surprises, even if it’s just you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Mr. Hugeface

❥Uhm…I’m sorry to say but I’m not sure this is possible. Well, it could be if you tried hard enough. Mr. Hugeface has no idea what you’re yapping on about, you have to walk him through the steps (like bringing you close enough to his face). He’s giggling to himself as he strains to see you leaning your little head closer to his bigger one. 

❥Placing your lips to his is a difficult task when he finds himself grinning so widely at how cute you are. Can’t get enough of your kisses. Tries to kiss you back…at least he doesn’t accidentally eat you? Unfortunately, this sign of affection is a one way street, but hey! Mr. Hugeface can’t say no when you want to kiss him, it feels like little tickles.

❥Instead, Mr. Hugeface will pat your head with a finger (🙏 he tries his hardest to not squish you). Always coos at you, calling you cute over and over. Can you blame him? He’s so happy that a small little human is showing him affection! Sometimes he just wants to squish you! But he won’t…I swear, cus then he won’t be able to get any more kisses :( 

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Mr. Scarletella

❥Oh boy. This guy… Won’t hesitate to do what you ask. Sure, he doesn’t understand what you’re talking about exactly or why you’d want to do such a thing, but who was he to question you? Leans down and watches you expectantly as your face inches closer, static thrumming inside his ears from excitement. Mr. Scarletella can’t deny how exciting it is to be so close to you.

❥Completely hooked the second your lips meet, his creepy grin spreading so wide it nearly breaks your kiss. I hope you’re happy, you now have a demon already at your beck and call ready to end the world if you promise him a kiss…well I guess he’d do that anyways if it made you happy. Notices that if he does things you like you kiss him more. Becomes a Pavlov’s dog situation. 

❥As boundary breaking and homicidal as Mr. Scarletella was, he won’t kiss you first. It would be wrong, you call the shots, not him, so don’t expect him to start anything. Watches you like a demonic puppy dog when he wants a kiss (all the time). Just…be a bit careful with this newfound power, Mr. Scarletella won’t take too kindly if you deny him what he wants (just a bit of a red flag…just a bit…).

[kflixnet]

New to KFLIXNET: Check out our member Mango's headcanons!

BOYFRIEND JEONGHAN WHO...

pairing: idol!jeonghan x reader genre: fluff, established relationship, comfort warnings: not proofread so lmk (; wc: 220 a/n: i love JEONGHAN

bf! jeonghan who feeds you snacks while watching movies and shows

bf! jeonghan who is always down to cuddle instead of going out

bf! jeonghan who makes grabby hands at you when you have to leave early for work

bf! jeonghan whose hands are always on you in some way-around your waist, on your back, holding your hand, etc.

bf! jeonghan who never picks up your call on the first ring because his phone was too far from him

bf! jeonghan who craves your compliments whenever he's feeling good about himself

bf! jeonghan who just cannot sit on the couch without you because it feels too empty

bf! jeonghan who never leaves the house before he's sure you have closed the door

bf! jeonghan who sends 55 pictures a day describing every little thing he saw

bf! jeonghan who always opens your car door without fail

bf! jeonghan who makes sure you always dress warm and carries an extra jacket just in case

bf! jeonghan who loves tracing his name in your palms when you're cuddling

bf! jeonghan who loves falling asleep to your voice so much that he calls you before sleeping when he's on tour

@kflixnet @k-films@k-labels taglist⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅: @bangchansbae @haecien @aaniag if you want to be added just send me an ask ♡⸝⸝

[aritany]

I'm sorry your writing strategy is WHAT?? I'm going to need a thorough explanation of this because I'm FASCINATED

[brian murphy voice] I DIDNT SAY ANYTHING WEIRD!!!

okay i did. but also! if it ain’t broke…

here’s how this crumbles cookie-wise. sometimes (as is currently the case) i feel like i am trying to hold onto a whole novel in my brain at once. this does not feel particularly good because the novel doesn’t belong in my brain it belongs Out There. so i make a very detailed outline and then i start at chapter 1, and i write to 100 words (give or take a few). then i move on to chapter 2 and write to 100 words. then to chapter 3 and so on until i have at least 100 words in each chapter. then once i’ve run through the whole book, i go back to the beginning and make sure each chapter is up to 200. then i’m usually in the Meat of each scene so i’ll get everything up to 500, then 1000, then 1500 and then usually i clock out of chapters around or just under the 2k mark.

this appeases the hyperactive part of my brain by making sure i’m never bored, and helps the project manager in my brain so i can keep track of many moving parts in the novel and also ensures that scenes at the end speak to scenes at the beginning since i’m (sort of) writing the whole book at once.

NOTE: sometimes i get lost in the sauce and write way past 100 or wherever im at, and that’s fine. it just means i probably skip that chapter during my next pass since it’ll be past my goal wc for each chapter of the run.

that is all. try it, if you want. i honestly don’t know how to write books any other way

[manariee]

LOOKING AT ME

﹙脸红 ﹚───── confessions

엔하이픈 & fem!reader wc: 200 - 300 ish cw: none

MANA: can i have a jake and yes i know they are all basically the same @bambisnc

HEESEUNG

You were just lounging on the couch, legs tangled with Heeseung's, your phone in hand as you scrolled absentmindedly. Heeseung was next to you, focused on whatever game he was playing, brows slightly furrowed and lips pursed in concentration.

He looked unfairly good like that.

''You're so handsome,'' you said, not even realizing the words had slipped out until you heard the click of his controller stop.

Heeseung froze.

His fingers hovered above the buttons and then slowly, very slowly, he turned to look at you. His face was unreadable at first, then he coughed into his sleeve to hide the growing red creeping up the tips of his ears.

You grinned. ''I didn’t know a simple compliment could short-circuit Lee Heeseung.''

He scoffed, setting the controller down as he folded his arms, trying to look nonchalant. ''You can’t just drop stuff like that out of nowhere.''

''I meant it, though.'' You sat up a bit, facing him properly. ''You’re really handsome. Especially when you’re focused. Your eyes kinda squint a little, and your lips—''

''Okay!'' he interrupted, holding up a hand dramatically. ''I got the message!''

JAY

Jay’s always the one teasing you. Confident. Smooth. In control.

So when you caught him mid-laugh, cheeks crinkled and eyes glinting, you said without thinking, ''You have such a beautiful smile, Jay.''

He paused.

And then it happens.

The smooth composure flickered. He cleared his throat and glanced away, tugging at his collar like it’s suddenly too warm in the room. ''Yah… don’t say stuff like that out of nowhere.''

But you caught it. The flush blooming on his neck, creeping up toward his jaw.

You smiled. ''Why? Embarrassed?''

''No,'' he lied, straightening up. ''Just surprised. I mean, I already know I’m charming, but hearing it from you is... different.''

You leaned closer, fingers ghosting over the warmth of his neck. ''You sure? Feels like someone's overheating.''

Jay groaned, turning away. ''I hate you.''

You laugh. ''No you don’t.''

JAKE

You didn’t mean to make it a big deal, really.

He was just sitting on the couch, hair slightly tousled, wearing a plain white tee and shorts - but there’s something about him that makes you stop mid-step.

''You're glowing today,'' you say, tone soft. ''Like... unfairly handsome.''

Jake looked up, blinking. Then, in real time, you saw the red flood his entire face. From his cheeks to the bridge of his nose to even the tips of his eyebrows.

''Oh my God,'' he mumbled, grabbing the closest pillow and smashing it into his face. ''Why would you say that?''

You laughed, sitting next to him. ''Because it’s true?''

He peeked at you from behind the pillow, face still ridiculously red. ''I'm never going to recover from this.''

''You will,'' you assured him, pecking his cheek. ''Eventually.''

He giggled.

SUNGHOON

Sunghoon wasn't easily flustered, at least not on the surface. But today was different.

You caught him mid-conversation, eyes bright and tone soft, ''You're really handsome, you know?''

He faltered.

The words hung in the air, and his smile dropped just enough for you to notice. His skin - usually pale and cool-toned - turned an unmistakable shade of rose.

''You always say that,'' he muttered, trying to hide behind his water bottle.

''Because it’s always true.''

He sighed, pretending to be annoyed, but his hand moved to his cheek as if he could calm the heat radiating there. ''You can’t just say that in public…''

You lean in. ''Guess what? I’m going to say it again.''

''Don’t you dare,'' he warns, but his flushed cheeks betray him.

SUNOO

Sunoo's always the king of reactions—dramatic, expressive, and loud. But when you softly whispered, ''You're handsome,'' while brushing a strand of hair from his forehead, something changed.

He blinked at you, speechless.

And then you saw it - right around his eyes, just beneath his lower lash line, a soft flush bloomed. A quiet kind of embarrassment.

''Wait - what?'' he finally squeaked, though stammering more.

''You heard me.''

His hands went to his face, but not to cover his cheeks. He pressed his palms to his temples, eyes wide. ''Why would you attack me emotionally like that?''

You giggled. ''Because you’re cute when you blush here.''

“Stop looking!'' he cried dramatically, curling up on the couch. ''This is illegal!''

But when you catch him peeking through his fingers, you know he secretly loves it.

JUNGWON

Jungwon was casually scrolling through his phone, lazily sprawled across the bed, when you whistled. ''You look good.''

And immediately, the tips of his ears twitched, but more noticeably, a warm flush began to crawl up the sides of his jawline, painting a soft pink.

''I-I do?''

''Yeah,'' you whisper, touching his jaw gently. ''Especially like this.''

He tries to smile, but his voice betrays him, his hand swatting yours away, gently. ''You're just saying that because I look chill.''

''No,'' you said simply, ''I'm saying it because it's true.''

He groaned softly and buries his face into a pillow. ''Why are you so nice to me?''

You grinned. ''Because I like watching your jaw turn red.''

RIKI

You caught Riki off-guard while he was stretching after dance practice. His back is turned, and you could see the slight strain in his shoulders, the curve of his spine under his oversized shirt.

''Even your posture is hot,'' you tease.

He pauses mid-stretch. ''Huh?''

''You’re just... really pretty. Even like this.''

He didn't respond right away, but you caught it—the slow creep of red rising from the base of his neck. The nape, usually hidden by his hair, was glowing.

''Y-you’re so weird sometimes,'' he muttered, keeping his back to you like it’ll shield his dignity.

''I like making you shy.''

''Well, stop,'' he said, voice soft.

But when he turned his head just slightly and you saw the ghost of a smile, you know he doesn’t really mean it.

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