#asuzylust

(—— ` i will put my itunes on shuffle, pick my favorite line(s) from the first song that comes up and use it for a starter in a drabble. —song: say you like me — we the kings. )

— cause im never going down. i never giving up.'if you like me then say you like me..

Brushing the strand of hair that covered the female’s eyes, Bambam spared the moment to steal a glance at the sleeping assistant. It lasted quick though as the touch had stirred the female and fluttering her eyes open, Suzy’s line of vision welcomed the grinning male. “Hello there, sleeping beauty.” He commented, regaining his usually friendly tone and the other replied with a shake of her head and a light chuckle. “How long was I sleeping for?” The female was quick to question and Bambam shrugged before loosely glancing over at the clock. “Probably twenty minutes or so—” And he noticed how surprised the other was with that information, throwing whatever book that was in her grip on the table before her. “Hey, Suzji, you know if you can’t get to sleep at night, you can always come to my room and cuddle with me.” He informed with a dorky grin because after the other had accepted to be his fake girlfriend for a day, Bambam and Suzy had hit it off really well. Nearly close friends, but as a shade of link pink crept up the female’s cheeks, the assistant could only wonder if there was something more. 

— shes just waiting for that one to take her hand and shake her up.'i bet i could.

Screw it. There was definitely something more. A crush and it was developing fast. Bambam, as many came to know, wasn’t one the did well with commitments, with feelings— with crushes but the one Suzy had for him was rather adorable. And it was only after the second week did Bambam realize, he could have possibly felt the same. It was a big step for someone like him but that only meant Suzy was someone different, someone worthy of his feelings. And she was. She was someone that risked being his girlfriend, (and possibly wife) without any pestering questions. She was someone that rambled on about her flaws during their first formal introduction, (barely even bragging about her achievements like 9 out of 10 dates Bambam had been on) and she was someone that had a like for dolphins and puppies. 

— time to fall into my arms.'cause i've been waiting for too long.

As his hand was swatted away for the nth time that evening, Bambam finally pulled up a pout. “Just one bite.” He whined at the female who simply shook her head. “You have to wait, Bam.” She retorted serious and at the moment, the male could only wonder why in the hell were both of them in the kitchen. (Though, he made sure to keep away from the stove and pocket his fingers at all time). Neither were decent cookers and as a puff a flour exploded in the female’s face, Bambam couldn’t help but crack into a fit of laughter. His arms wrapping around his stomach in excitement as he kept his gaze on the flour-covered face of Suzy’s. Though, it was quick for the female to narrow her glare and deciding on her payback (which was to throw some back), Bambam drew his attention on the little squeak that emitted her lips as she slipped (due to the excessive amount of flour on the floor). However, the male was surprisingly quick to to react and reaching his arms out to grab her— Bambam could only blink when another presence did his deed. His view glancing over at Suzy who was now in her best friend’s, Chen’s arms. “Hey there, bestie.” The flirt called out cheerfully and Suzy could only chuckle at the sudden appearance, thanking him with her smile first.

Both became unknown to the disappointment that radiated off Bambam. The chance for the other to fall into his own arms clockblocked by Jongdae and unwrapping the suddenly silly apron around his waist, the assistant dug his fingers into his jean pockets. “Ah,” he suddenly called out, the attention of the other two finally on him as Chen, after what seemed like a decade in Bambam’s eyes, finally released Suzy. “I forgot I had something to do— so, sorry Suzji, I can’t help you out with your cooking but I’m pretty sure Chennie could take my spot.” He explained, though, it was nothing more than a lie and ignoring the confused eyes of the females, Bambam watched as Jongdae shrugged lightly before nodding. “Sure thing—” though, the words of the other were barely finished before Bambam started to walk away.

He threw his head back in frustration. "Great, Bambam." He spoke to no one but himself. "Do you have to be so good looking? It's that charming smile, isn't it? They always fall for that shit." The words spilled out after another as the male continued his accusation. The dramatic monologue throwing confused eyes his way but he brushed it off and hurriedly turned the corner. There was no time to spare, he needed to hurry before she finds him.

You see, Bambam was never truly great when it came to flirting with females. In fact, the last one drove him down the other side of his dorm, searching for an unoccupied room to hide in because she was begging for a third round. It sounded crazy, but trust Bambam when he said he was about to die. She was far too clingy and her ways of dirty talking just freaked him out. Hurry and insert your plug in my socket so we can generate some electricity. Or the; do you live on a chicken farm? 'Cause you sure know how to raise a cock. Yeah-- it was easy getting turned on to such things. Bambam shuddered.

` game — I’ll write a drabble of my character playing videogames with yours.

"Suzji. Stop cheating." Bambam childishly accused. His eyebrows knitting in focus. "Suzji. Suzji. Suzy. Yah!” He grumbled with his eyes sternly on the large flat screen before them. Oh, how he was stupid to pester the female into playing a couple of rounds with him. She denied him, explaining he would sulk when she claimed victory and obviously, with his pride at stake, he pushed her into agreeing. So, now here he was— his health twice as low as hers and his beautiful princess character being constantly whipped around by the others. “Watch her face. That’s her money-maker.” Bambam explained completely serious while his tongue poked at the side of his lip as he tried his best to concentrate.

The outcome was obvious, Suzy was going to win their fifth round and the male groaned. The losing streak clearly not pleasing him as he straightened his hunched back and glanced over at the smirking female. His eyes playfully glaring at her as if he was planning her death. Though— he wasn’t going to give up yet as the motivation to win still flamed within him. And with constant nudges and eye-covering the female, Bambam grinned as they were back on the same level. Suzy’s health as low as his.

It had been a long and winding day and Sooyeon was just ready to head back to her dorm. She definitely wanted to get back to her place, just to relax and unwind herself, maybe a face mask or something like it. She just needed something to soothe her. Considering that she wasn't exactly the most experience person with the classes that she took, they were all rather overwhelming for her. Sure, she knew the tricks and easily picked up with the lessons, but there was still that surprising factor for the girl who grew up in a very conservative family.

With her arm wrapped around her notebook, she made her way along the hallway, greeting a few people along the way. Having a few familiar faces come her way lightened her up in a way, her overall feeling was growing to be brighter than it had been earlier. Little did she know that something else was bound to just ruin that entire feeling completely. With her side colliding with another, her notebooks fell onto the ground. No apologies were made, nothing, merely a scoff. It was then, did she knew just who it was. Bending her torso forward, she was able to pick up her notebook and the next second, she was turned to face the other with a sarcastic chuckling coming out of her lips. "Well, well..look at what the devil brought up my way?" She spoke, a sneer on her lips as her umber brown eyes landed on the other.

It was a rather gloomy day for L, and the weather wasn’t helping that much at all. As the class he was in was just passing by, he was barely paying attention. He just stared at the teacher. Her mouth was moving, but all L could hear was the pitter-patter of the rain dropping against the window. He couldn’t help but just look out the window and watch the rain, which was now much more amusing to him rather than the person who stood before the class, blabbering on about things he couldn’t care less about.