Taehyung can thank the system through and through for sending a notification message about all members under the label. He’s greeting them one by one, introducing himself in the most… Exclusive way. And what a better way to greet someone when you’re feeling frisky, and your notorious “I don’t give a fuck” personality is present. He gets himself hard, snaps a photo, and sends it off in a text. He’s sure not to forget to finish himself after it’s sent. [SMS] hey (; like wat u see? CUM b my friend~
It was a regular day for Yumi, her back slumped against the couch while she scrolled through her fans’ comments. She looked at the dreadful device with a blank stare, her features unshaken but a frown wiped deeper. All she could do now was sigh, “Boring~” She threw the small phone across the other side of the couch until she heard a message come through. Yumi stood up straight, alert from the sudden noise. She grabbed onto the phone desperately, tapping into the newly founded message. All she could do was panic, rolling on the cushions with a grin with escaping giggles. What the hell… God is testing me, she thought, her brows sticking together like magnets as she stared at it for a couple of minutes.
{ → `SMS; }
Not really. Could be a little bigger… But, baby, I see you’re happy to see me. <3
Sure, anything for the little tyke. ;^) <3
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