#h3venknows

Jaesung couldn't help the way he was staring at Taeyung as he listened to him speak. He didn't remember the last time he felt like this. He was so used to skirting around men to get what he wanted but the more time he spent with Taeyung, he was craving things he hadn't before. All of them involved the other male beside him. "You can't look at me like that. You are making me flustered." He spoke even though he knew his words had no bite to them.

"Hope you aren't too busy tattooing people to see me, handsome." Eunchae gave a sly smile as she looked over Seol. She knew he'd make time for her but she couldn't help but mess with him a little bit. "Let's just talk about us. Not our siblings even if I adore them and love hearing about how their love story is going."

"You love right? Cause I might have gone a little overboard with the gifts I decided to get for Byeol. I couldn't help myself. Look at this bear!" He spoke, showing the bear dressed up in a pair of overalls and a little sunhat. He knew she'd love it as soon as he saw it plus his love for kids made it hard for him not to wanna spoil them. "I got a gift for you but I'm better than any gift." He teased, a playful smile on his lips.

"You know.... whenever I tell my work friends that I'm your boyfriend, they always tease me. I just like knowing that I'm yours finally." Juwon admitted as he looked lovingly at Seol. "Plus that tattoo I designed for you looks even better with us being a couple."

"You know the reason I'm oblivious to others flirting is because I only have eyes for you." Niko spoke softly as he looked at his fiancé. He didn't wanna tease right now and just wanted to take the time to show the other male how much he adore him. "Though I won't' say no if you wanna shoot daggers at anyone who keeps trying to flirt. I say step in a kiss me in front of their face to prove it."

kitty rolls his eyes because he cannot imagine that he is in elodie's good graces, not even that she would be in his. to some extent, he likes how things are now, even if he would not say it out loud. but it is somewhat comforting, this little rivalry between them. something that does not change. "you cannot accidentally save me a chair when we are studying together," he quips, but sits down opposite of her, his bag falling down to the ground with a loud sound, heavy with all the books and notebooks that he carries in it. "or did you want me to sit on the ground?" he gives the ground a glance, scrunching his nose as he finds it not cleanest place in the school

A warm feeling hit Kenji's chest as he looked at her. He knew his own job could be harsh at times with deadlines but he was always keeping an eye on Naya. He wanted her to be as stress free as possible but he knew that couldn't always happen even at her own job. "It's fine, Naya. I get it. Want me to clear up some of my schedule so we can have a stress free night together? I mean it can still be stressful. Customers can be a lot no matter the job.

A genuine grin spread across Cameron's face as he watched Fallon slip the jersey over her head. The oversized number nine swallowed her frame, hanging down past her hips, and when she strapped the helmet into place, she looked small, entirely out of her element, and incredibly soft. Her little warning about bruising like a peach caused a genuine laugh to escape his lips. Their relationship was still fairly new and they were still getting to know each other, but it really didn't take much to get each other laughing about something. "I'll keep that in mind. But out here, I'm the coach. And a good coach protects his star receiver." He finally stepped closer to her, then when he was close enough, Cameron reached out and took the sides of her (his) helmet, his thumbs resting just under the jawline of the plastic shell to tilt her head up slightly. "First rule, you gotta look the part. And luckily, you look cute as fuck wearing my jersey and helmet like that." With careful precision, he reached down to grab the hem of the jersey, bunching it up around her waist to tie it into a secure, cropped knot at her hip. He lingered there for a second to make sure everything looked just right on her before reaching down to grab the football in the grass, spinning it around in his hands. "Alright, rookie," Cameron teased, backward-pedaling a few yards into the grass. "Do you want to learn how to catch a football first or do you want to learn how to run a route first?"