Lee Byunghun/L.Joe. 18. Single. Teen Top ♥ We Got Married: _____ MSN: [email protected]
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ok none of that bullshit faggot stuff
THESE are the best feelings in the world:
peeing after holding it in all day
orgasms
faking ill and getting sent back to bed
when you sing really emotionally and give yourself shivers b/c you’re fucking star quality
getting a back massage
seeing somebody you don’t like fall over omfg
when you try and talk to your pet in their language and you feel like you’re having a conversation (this might just be me idk)
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of course they are. C; <333
Anyone online?
GDFJGNDFG C; Those better be for me ~ All the hearts for you hyung.
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L.Joe stared at Amber curiously, still pouting a bit. He pondered over the idea of having some sort of eating contest; he loved competition, but he wondered if it would make his tummy hurt. He shrugged the idea off though, and smiled back in the same mannerism as Amber. "Alright, deal!" He nodded, already thinking of ways to congratulate himself after he won. He made another attempt to grab at the plates of food, hoping that Amber would give them to him now.
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Amber smiled mischievously and set the plates on her side of the table, making sure the Teen Top wasn’t able take any pieces of chicken. “Let’s have a competition to see who can eat the most!” She exclaimed. “If I eat the most, then you have to give me one wish. But if you eat the most, then… I’ll do whatever you want.” She offered, shrugging. “Just to make things more interesting.” She smiled, wondering what he would think of it.
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L.Joe nodded again, smiling brightly. Personally, he liked the R&B version of the song better, but that really didn't get to him so he let that be his own opinion."Thank you, noona. We try~" He chuckled and shook his head. Then, his senses kicked in when the waiter brought over the food to the table, the smell of delicious chicken filling his nostrils so much that he could almost taste it. Once he left, he made grabby hands at the plates. He pouted when Amber had made them farther away from him. "What is it~?"
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Amber nodded, smiling. “That’s good to hear! The fans are really important… And your song’s really catchy.” She commented, stirring the ice in her water. After a moment, the waiter came by with plates of food. Amber’s stomach jumped at the sight and she stared at it hungrily as the plates were placed in the middle of the table. Once the waiter left, Amber immediately started to dig in until a thought came to mind. “Hey, let’s make a bet!” She smiled mischievously and dragged the plates out of reach.
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