nostalgia。

Send me one of the following!

"Scoot over and share the blankets!"

"Do you want some cocoa?"

"Here, you can have my jacket. It's too cold out to be wearing short sleeves."

"I need a hug."

"Your feet are cold!"

"Can I play with your hair?"

"You make a good pillow."

"You know, you have really bad morning breath."

"Are you ticklish?"

"You don't mind sharing a bed, do you?"

"Hold still--! You've got something on your face."

"I really don't get why you're single."

"Can we hold hands? I forgot my gloves."

"Do you want to spend the night?"

"Here, get under my umbrella!"

Domestic Starters 2.0!

"Do I smell breakfast or is that the house burning down?"

"Honey, you look tired. Go sleep."

"So I was driving past a pet store the other day and couldn't help but wonder how cute an animal would be like in our home."

"I want to move in with you."

"I think we should go house hunting. Buy a big family home on the beach or something."

"What do you think about children?"

"Our son/daughter got sent to the principals office today."

"Babe, can you explain to me what this is doing here?"

"You look like you could use a massage."

"I want to take a shower so you should probably join me. It'll save water."

"I may have broken the dish washer."

"There's a spider in the shower!"

"I think I might be pregnant."

"I want to try for a baby."

"I want to adopt a child."

"You would make the perfect father/mother."

"Think about it. The little patter of children in our home."

"I want to marry you."

"What do you think about this color wall for our room?"

"Why is the bathroom overfilling with water?"

"Did you eat all my oreos?"

"We live together. You can't blame this on anyone else."

"I've got a romantic surprise for you."

"Let's just stay in bed."

"Get back into bed."

"Can you call in sick today?"

"I just want to lie here all day with you."

"Oh, there's no need to put a shirt on."

"I'm sick of doing all the chores!"

"We can't afford this!"

█ ▌ Haphazard breathing is responsible for parted lips inhaling and dispelling air with a heavy chest, eyes narrow and flitting from the piercing lights illuminating the room. Voice strained and throat parched, Shinwoo submits to the professional and manages a low guttural, signaling defeat. ❝ There…aren’t any fans wandering around the hospital, are there? ❞ The idol’s face bears abashment at the thought of news outlets gathering information regarding his condition, let alone the incident that occurred during rehearsal. It’s solely out of respect that he maintains eye contact, expression opposite of the woman offering a smile– his lips are pursed. ❝ I would like to avoid unwanted attention. ❞

It had taken him some time to find a comfortable spot on the patch of grass. This involved plenty of tossing and turning on his part, as well as following the gradually receding shadow. As a group of younger teens finally surrendered their spot in the middle of the the tree’s relieving cover from the too bright sun, the after image still burning his corneas as he closed his eyes, And it was after he tucked his arms behind his head, snug and peaceful in the tranquil atmosphere the park provided, did he witness the struggling woman. But really, all those bags weighing down her slim wrists was something painful to see, and although he knew that the couple eyeing his favored spot when he wasn’t looking was going to snatch it up the second he stood, he thought he might as well be a good human, even if it were only for a day. As he eased the weight from her, carrying the considerably hefty bags in his hands, he offered her a small smile. “Not dumb…just….too ambitious?” Eyes rolling to the sky as he wondered if he chose the right word. It was as she opened the door did he linger outdoors, before tentatively asking if he were allowed to go in. It’d be rude of him to barge into a stranger’s place, after all.

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"Do you know what would look good on you? Me."

"Excuse me, I'm about to go home to masturbate and needed a name to go with the face."

"Fuck me if I'm wrong, but you want to screw me, don't you?"

"Hey, want to play house? I could be the door, and you could slam me all night long."

"I do floors, doors, windows, and you."

"If I flip a coin, what are the chances of me getting head?"

"If I was a skateboard and you were a ramp, I would grind you all night."

"If I was your coworker, I'd sexually harass you."

"I’m tired. You’re tired. Let’s sleep together!"

"Life is like a dick. When it gets hard, fuck it."

"Remember my name. You'll be screaming it later."

"Roses are red, violets are blue. I like spaghetti, let's go screw."

"That dress looks very becoming on you. Of course, if I were on you, I'd be coming, too."

"What are you doing tonight? Besides me?"

"You are what you eat, and tonight I want to be you."

"You must be a cold shower, because I'd love to be inside of you."

"You must not have air conditioning because I'm your fan and you're turning me on."

"You remind me of my pinky toe; you're small, you're cute, and I'm probably going to bang you on my coffee table later tonight."

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He looked up into her eyes in confusion, unsure of the reason she decided to shield herself as if he couldn’t scan her regardless. “Yes…how else am I suppose to check your health?” Joonmyun didn’t see anything wrong with his action so he stood there for a moment just observing Sophie before taking a step towards her, a bit startled at the way she leaned up against him. Instinctively he wrapped his arms around her shoulder, keeping her close to him while rubbing circles along her back. “You’ve been working too much.”

Just as she spoke his system scanned her, checking her temperature, blood pressure, and other vital information that he might need. “Absolutely. Do you not trust me?”