#I’m the silliest goose

[deepestturtlepielover]

Not right now sweetie! Mommy is being manic on tumblr posting garashir fanfic ideas !

[hawkeyeslaughter]

love and miss u silly goose .

[wyrcan]

i’m getting caught up on fics soon (i’m speaking this into existence)

[therighthandofvengeance]

Wait until Delenn finds out about the phrase “See you later, alligator!” She never has to say goodbye ever again if she can just say “After a while, crocodile!”

[person4924]

i really am an all a student 😎😎 (autistic, adhd, anxious, asexual, anorexic, awesome-sauce)

[nicomochi9002]

sup skrunkle doodles I’m back with my gooberlicious activities

[whump-queen]

@whumpshaped nicknamed us and i’ve never felt more loved

its always so funny seeing discord screenshots and seeing the whack names people give themselves so i propose a Game. what is your username (without the number tag) and nickname in your most active server

[introspectionera]

I am not liking night time lately lol

Can we just skip to tomorrow! I want to swim and be in the sun already!

[existingpersonisalive]

I’m tired

[googlymoomoo]

Blog update!! To make life easier I’ve decided my user will be the same on every platform,

Googlymoomoo

Was my wattpad but I was like “I’m stupid and dumb and I forget think so PPBLLLTTTT” hahaha he he hooohoo SO YES YOU’LL FIND ME ON TUMBLEWEED AS THAT, WATTPAD, DISCORD (will give out soon) SPOTIFY, PINTEREST- I MAY ALSO START A TWITTER AND INSTA TOO ASIDE FROM MY PERSONAL!!! I’LL ALSO BE GIVING MY NINTENDO FRIEND CODE OUT TO THOSE WHO ASK!! that’s all from me xoxo stay safe and don’t fall victim to the void <333

[missmemoir]

you’re the silliest goose around (i’m in love with you)

[sanguineterrain]

restroom attendant | jason todd

Summary: Tonight is the worst night ever--you just got dumped on your birthday, and all you want to do is cry in the restaurant bathroom in peace. That is, until, the Red Hood bursts in. This city just won't cut you a break.

Pairing: Jason Todd x fem!reader 

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings/tags: humor, mild angst, reader's ex-bf cheats and dumps her, jason is such a silly goose, flirting, meet ugly, canon-typical violence, awkward jason, comic relief dick grayson.

A/N: this is probably the silliest fic i've ever written LOL! i hope you guys enjoy it. please support your local jason todd enthusiast and reblog :)

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Tonight sucks. 

With a shaky hand, you attempt to soothe your swollen eyes. You’ve probably been in here for about twenty minutes. Your Uber has definitely left, as has your now ex-boyfriend of three years. 

Yoga instructor. It’s always the yoga instructor. They’re always fucking the yoga instructor.

You swallow a mouthful of tears and phlegm and try not to let the wet sink touch your dress. All you’d wanted was a little class on your birthday, maybe have some wine and play footsie under the table with your boyfriend. But no. That would’ve been too easy for you. 

You’re starting to think this city is cursed.

The door slams open. The force of it shakes the bathroom, rattles the mirrors. You spin around.

A man slides across the floor and smacks his head on the opposite wall. Red Hood appears in the doorway, the eyes of his helmet glowing eerily. 

Yep. Definitely cursed.

"Let's try this again," Hood says pleasantly, reloading his gun with a fresh magazine. "And in the interest of making myself transparent: when I ask you a question, Jerry, I expect a truthful answer."

He stalks over to Jerry and heaves him up by the lapels of his suit jacket. Hood's biceps bulge as he holds Jerry against the wall. You squish yourself against the sink. Water soaks the back of your dress. 

"You're crazy, I didn't do anything!" Jerry shouts, feet barely scraping the floor. 

"Volume, Jerry. People are trying to enjoy their meals.”

“Let go of me, Hood! I wasn’t anywhere near the Iceberg Lounge!”

“Yeah, see, words are coming outta your mouth, but they don't match the fact that I have three people who put you at the scene. How can we remedy this inconsistency? Any ideas?"

Jerry squirms, but he's no match for Hood's strength. Your heart pounds in your chest.

"Don't give me to the cops!" Jerry begs. 

"Cops are the least of your worries right now," Hood snarls. "You're damn lucky Nightwing wants to talk to you, Jerry, or your head would hurt a lot more."

Slowly, you reach for your purse, trying to pull out your phone. Instead, you knock it to the floor. Tears gather in your eyes because this night just can’t cut you a break.

“Motherfucker,” you whisper. 

Hood turns, those frightening white eyes now on you. Jerry also looks at you, legs still dangling.

“Hey,” Hood says without a sign of struggle. “Shit. Y'alright? Did I swipe ya?”

“No,” you say, voice shaky.

His posture softens. “Okay. I’m not gonna hurt you. Don’t be afraid.”

“I believe you. But, um… you're in the women's bathroom.”

Red Hood gives the room a onceover. 

“Huh. So we are. Dunno how that happened.” He shakes Jerry by the collar. “Why’d you run into the women’s bathroom, asshole?”

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Don't kill me!” Jerry wails. 

“Shut it, Jesus. I'm not gonna kill you. Not yet, anyway.” 

“It's fine, I was just leaving,” you say, bending down to get your purse. 

“Hey, no, don't let me push you out,” Hood says. “Sorry. I'll be gone in a couple minutes.”

Hood adjusts his grip so Jerry's face is against the wall, arms and legs restrained. Then he zipties Jerry and sits him down hard on the floor. Hood presses a button on his helmet. 

“Yo, N, I'm at Prescott's. Yeah, with Jerry. No, I didn't tell him to run in here, he did that all on his own! Well, I chased him for ten blocks, so I’d prefer if you’d keep your bitching to yourself. Thank you… Okay, we're in the women's bathroom, so—well, I didn't do it on purpose! No, I’m—will you just come here? There’s a side window.” Hood presses the button again with a grunt. “Dickhead.”

“Are you gonna erase my memory?” you ask. 

Hood jerks, turning back to you.

“What? Hell no, I'm not gonna erase your memory. I don't do that shit, I promise.”

You slump against the sink. “That's too bad. I would prefer it.”

He looks up from Jerry’s last ziptie and pulls it extra tight. Jerry whimpers. 

“How come?” Hood asks.

You shake your head. “It's nothing.”

“Hm. Doesn't look like nothing. If you're in danger—”

“I'm not in danger. I…”

You glance at Hood. You can't see his face, but his body language seems genuine. From what you've heard, Hood isn't known for mincing words or doing things he doesn't want to. And he’s good to Gothamites. Well, the law-abiding ones, anyway. He’s even been endorsed by Batman.

What's the harm in telling him about your disastrous night? Not like you'll see him again. Or Jerry. 

“I got dumped,” you say. 

“Ah.” Hood nods. “Been there.”

Somehow, the idea of Red Hood getting dumped is weirder than him beating up a guy in the women’s bathroom of Prescott’s.

You sniffle, and wipe your eyes with the back of your hand. 

“Yeah, um. It was our three year anniversary today. He took me here, told me he was in love with his yoga instructor, and then left.”

You tear up thinking about it. Hood makes a quiet noise.

“Shit. Well, I haven't been there,” he says. “But I know infidelity. I'm sorry. Dudes are trash.”

“And it's my birthday today,” you blurt, sniffling. 

“Happy birthday,” Jerry says, clutching his stomach. 

“What a fucking asshole!” Hood snarls, and lets go of Jerry, who crumples like a sack of potatoes. He’s out cold in a second, frozen on the floor.

Your brows rise. “Is he okay?”

“He’s fine. It’s his first time in Gotham.” Hood shrugs. “Anyway, where was I? Right, your asshole ex. Like it's not enough to publicly dump you, and then he goes and does it on your birthday? Who is this guy? I'll go talk to him right now.”

You laugh a loud, snorting laugh. It bounces off the tiles. 

Hood tilts his head. “What’d I say?”

You catch your breath and wave your hand. 

“No, nothing, I’m sorry. I’ve just had a crappy night and that’s probably the nicest thing anyone’s ever offered to me.”

“I mean it,” Hood says. “I’ll scare him if you want.”

��As tempting as that is, I don’t want to be an accessory to a crime.”

You also don’t want to put your ex in the ICU, no matter how much he might deserve it. Best to let the universe do its thing.

“You’d be acquitted, don’t worry.” Hood leans against the stall. “I’d never letcha go to jail.”

You smile, your ears growing warm. “You don’t even know me. What if I deserve it?”

“Nah. I got a good sense about people. I can tell you’re sweet. Probably don’t even run through red lights.”

“I try not to,” you say, heat spreading to your face. 

“Yeah, a good girl. I figured as much.”

Your eyes widen. Hood coughs and rubs his neck. Even his coughs sound intimidating through the helmet, but that’s negated by his scrunched-up posture.

“Fuck. Sorry. That wasn’t a come-on,” he says. “I mean, it sounded like one, but I’m realizing what a creep I am, flirting with you in a bathroom with a zip-tied criminal. Sorry.” He shakes his head. “I hate myself.”

You grin. “It’s okay. You made my night better, actually. Thanks.”

“That’s a testament to how terrible your night’s been if I made it better.”

You shrug. “Could always be worse. I bet Jerry had an even shittier night than me.”

“You’d win that bet. But I—”

The window swings open with a clunk. Nightwing pops his head in. He looks at Hood, then you. 

“Uh,” he says. “Evening. What’s going on?”

“What’s going on is it took you almost ten minutes to get here,” Hood says, back in Vigilante Mode. “Did you get lost?”

Nightwing smiles with all his teeth. “I was actually cleaning up your mess at the Bowery, Hood. You’re welcome.” 

He looks at you. “Hi. Sorry about this. I hope we didn’t ruin your night. If there’s anything we can reimburse you for…”

You shake your head. “It’s okay. My night was already sunk. Don’t worry about it. Thanks for keeping Gotham safe.”

Nightwing laughs. “The pleasure is ours.”

“Alright, enough chattering, Dickwing,” Hood says. “Take him.”

He lifts the unconscious Jerry, pushing him up to the window. He does so effortlessly, his jacket riding up to reveal his skin-tight jumpsuit. 

You look away before he catches you staring. There’s definitely something wrong with you. 

Nightwing takes Jerry and waves at you. Then he disappears.

“So, uh,” Hood says. “I gotta go.”

“Oh! Right, of course. Sorry to keep you.”

“Now what’re you apologizing for?” he asks, and it almost sounds like a tease. You wonder what his smile looks like. What color his eyes are.

“Well, I really didn’t mean to keep you…”

“You didn’t keep me,” Hood says, and you can hear the warmth even through his decoder. “This is probably the best arrest I’ve ever made.”

He starts to climb through the window, then stops. He digs into one of the pockets of his belt and pulls out a scrap of paper. 

“This is my number,” he says. “Well, it’s kind of the vigilante hotline. But you can reach me here, in case you ever need help.”

Hood walks over to give it to you. He smells like gunpowder and oranges. He’s even larger this close, the width of his shoulders dwarfing you. 

“Thank you,” you say quietly. 

He nods and backs up, clapping his hands.

“Right. So I’ll go… Bye.”

Hood looks at you for a moment more. Then he hops up onto the window sill and slides out, somehow graceful despite his bulk. The window closes. 

Your dress has dried, which is nice. You walk out of the bathroom. It’s a miracle no one else has come in. 

You get your coat and this time, when you see the empty seat across from yours, you don’t burst into tears, which is progress. You call another Uber and go to wait for it at the front. The hostess approaches you.

“Ma’am?” she says, and holds out a small, plastic container. In it is a slice of tiramisu. 

“I didn’t order this,” you say.

“It was called in and paid for by a Mr. R.H. He wishes you a happy birthday.” 

“Oh. Thank you.”

You’re definitely leaving a five-star review on Yelp.

[snailmail444]

Can I get a headcanon of the bachelors and how they'd be sexy with you when you're down? Like, if they're trying to cheer you up and be a little goofy with it but also tryna HIT. THAT. 🤣🤣🤣

Thanks Snail, ILU.

Bachelors Goofing Their way Into Your Pants

18+ 🌱 MDNI 🌱 NSFW (-ish)

This one was a tough ask Libby but I’ll do nothing if not stand and deliver 🫡 Honestly might be my favorite head cannon list for the bachelors I’ve ever done so THANK YOU for this prompt icon. NSFW? -ish under the cut (lewd?? Idk lol)

Harvey-

💚 Perhaps the goofiest about this

💚 He would not try to come onto you when you’re down unless he KNOWS it’s going to pick you up

💚 So once he’s confident let’s start there

💚 It’s a song and dance

💚 Dissappears, and when he’s back he’s got his med kit

💚 He gets out the stethoscope and all. The whole nine yards.

💚 That’s right folks. We’re paging Dr. Love

💚 Will NOT let you stop this routine. Dr. Love WILL be completing the full assessment. Listening to your heart rate, checking your throat and ears, somehow always having to complete a chest exam

💚 (M or F he will be groping your tits for this one)

💚 The diagnosis is in

💚 There’s Only One Cure for What Ails You

💚 You guessed it! You need a little lovin’ (Dr. Love’s catchphrase)

💚 Important note: Dr. Love is not a licensed medical practitioner

💚 This works a little too well perhaps. He’s so confident for no reason at all LMAO

💚 Lowkey want to write a Dr. Love oneshot now because this is really fun and cute

Elliott-

❤️ If you’re feeling down man will preform the absolute worst ad lib poetry

❤️ Silliest lymrics you’ve ever heard

❤️ Dumb dumb dummmmmb

❤️ Very dirty and stupid bad poems about you

❤️ Specifically about his favorite parts of your body

❤️ Or his favorite things you do during sex

❤️ The worse it is, the better as far as he is concerned

❤️ Raunchy dirty filthy

❤️ But like. In the most grade school mother goose style he can manage

❤️ No flowery language here

❤️ Takes off your clothes to expose the parts of you the he’s referring to

❤️ When you do x thing (then tries to make you do x thing)

❤️ Will be proving his point. Period!!!

Alex-

🤎 Physical touch legend

🤎 Wrestles

🤎 Winner gets whatever they want from the loser

🤎 Has a wrestling name and all

🤎 Does the John Cena theme

🤎 His hands end up in all sorts of places that they don’t need to be

🤎 Most wrestlers aren’t grabbing ass 🤨

🤎 Gets you in some really tight, close pins, but somehow you end up winning anyway

🤎 No I didn’t let you win don’t be ridiculous I respect the sport too much to ever—

🤎 He let you win

🤎 You can take your prize now 😌 Whatever you want 😌

🤎 And if his hard on is pressing against you? Well. Maybe he has some ideas about what your prize should be

Shane-

💙 Gets you through the hard stuff first, so once you’re on the mend he’s goofing to the max

💙 KING FLEXER!

💙 Aw babe come on? How can you be so sad when you have these guns to look at?

💙 Runs through a series of absurd poses to show off his muscly farm boy arms

💙 Lays it on really thick about being a stud

💙 “No matter what at the end of the day you have a trophy husband” (even if he’s not married to you. ESPECIALLY if he’s not married to you)

💙 STRIP! TEASE!!

💙 Showing off everything you’re so lucky to have with a big goofy grin on his face

💙 Throwing his clothes across the room and everything

💙 Making the music sounds with his mouth

💙 You HAVE to whistle or hoot at him or clap or something

💙 He demands applause from his audience if he’s not getting some singles at least

Sam-

🩷 Another song and dancer

🩷 This man was born for the stage I fear

🩷 Genuinely and truly putting on a SHOW about it all

🩷 The drama of it. Uh oh, he’s compromised!

🩷 Will end up ‘stuck’ under the couch or table or anywhere else

🩷 Uh oh! I hope nobody takes advantage of me 👀 When I’m so exposed 👀👀 and vulnerable 👀👀👀

🩷 The worst stage acting you’ve ever seen in your life

🩷 Starts stripping in the middle of the living room because he “didn’t see you there!”

🩷 Pretends to be scandalized when you finally succumb to his advances

🩷 What are you doing?! Huh? What do you MEAN I was coming on to you? I always take off all my clothes in the kitchen, that’s ritual

🩷 insists he’s been objectified and taken advantage of

🩷 That kind of turns him on though let’s be so fucking real

Sebastian-

🖤 Okay so we’re going blunt king here

🖤 Two possible options

🖤 Uses it as a way to hard reset the system mid breakdown

🖤 Full crying, upset, whatever, he’s been holding you and trying to calm you down but it’s not working

🖤 “Wanna have sex?”

🖤 DEADPANNNNNN delivery

🖤 It never fails. Tried and true

🖤 Option two?

🖤 This is ONLY if mans is super comfortable in your dynamic

🖤 A classic

🖤 Whips it out

🖤 Thinking about that one tweet of the boyfriend who was in the mood and just put his dick on her shoulder while she was watching tv

🖤 Like that but buried under sixteen levels of irony

🖤 “I know what’ll help” and then he pulls his dick out

🖤 Probably the least likely to actually hit with these methods

🖤 However, he’s maybe the most likely to help improve your mood substantially

🖤 Through sheer presentation if nothing else. Man can deliver, and knows when to hit with the absurd to make it the most impactful

[deweydecimal-system]

MEAN TO ME???

I’m the silliest you guys this is true and factual

@i-fucked-both-your-parents

[person4924]

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[🌸] butterflies w/ txt

✿ pairing: ot5 x gn!reader / soft, tooth-rotting fluff / a couple of curse words, mentions of food and eating / shy!txt ✿ mini-fics with each member for the same situation / less than 500 words for each member [word count: 1,775 words] ✿ the smallest thing you do that makes their heart flutter :”) [masterlist 🌸] / other members are below the cut!

[🐰] soobin the library is quiet, surprisingly empty on a weekday. a couple of people sparsely spread out here and there. soobin appreciates the tranquility as he holds your hand, acting like a compass for you to follow as it was his wish to spend the day off at the library. maybe this alone would’ve been enough to set his heart ablaze; you being here with him, just as enthusiastic with the way he wants to spend his day off even if it’s not the most exciting thing in the world... but then you do that. that act of slipping your fingers between his own; filling the spaces of his with yours and that completely melts him even if it’s the millionth time it’s happened.

his eyes widen as he walks, nearly tripping over his own feet. he quips out a panicked ah! and is met with a couple of passive aggressive shhh! he quickly apologises and hangs his head low but he doesn’t miss how you tighten your grip in his hand to pull him between one of the aisles to hide.

with your back against one of the shelves, soobin opposite you, it’s a clear view with the way his ears are reddening in embarrassment that you can’t help but chuckle. he laughs along with you, feeling silly, but then his eyes trail down to your interlaced hands. the hilarity subsides as he rubs his thumb over the back of yours and gives your hand a squeeze. automatically, you give him a squeeze back and his smile widens.

he looks up, meeting with your gaze and it’s like you know. you know of how easily you can tug at his heartstrings with the littlest things you do. though, he’s still a little shy, clearing his throat softly before he says i-i wanna find this specific book... easily nudging you to follow him–a diversion–as if nothing happened. you won’t poke fun at him... yet.

tl;dr: soobin is weak for the way you nonchalantly lace your fingers with his. it’s so simple yet meant so much to him. it’s the feeling of trust, security, bonding that makes his heart go soft. he likes knowing he can squeeze your locked hands and you’d give him a squeeze back, like silent messages. squeeze–you there?–squeeze–yeah, i’m here.

[🦊] yeonjun he’s relaxing in your hold as you two bathe under the sun with clouds as its curtain. it was one of his day-offs and he absolutely love dates like these where you two aren’t doing much–and that’s everything to him. as you sit cross-legged on the picnic mat, he’s able to rest his head on your legs and peer up to you with a grin.

it’s clear he enjoys the view, more so when you start to play with his hair. the two of you talk; about anything and everything. it’s peaceful, the quiet afternoon passing by in murmurs and passersby co-existing at the park.

then, you don’t resist the urge to make his heart stop when you lean down as he speaks, pressing a kiss to his forehead. you don’t miss the way his eyes widen and he’s blinking at you profusely. he doesn’t question it, though, only chuckling as a way to shake off how the light shade of pink starts to paint his cheeks. 

then, you shyly hear him ask: “again, please.”

tl;dr: for someone with such a big frame and so seemingly tall, he truly appreciate show he can feel small in your embrace. apart from your embrace, it’s the quiet and tender moments of affection that gets to him the most. as loud as he can be with the way he shows love, it’s the soft ones that he remembers most; even if it’s as simple as a forehead kiss.

[🐯] beomgyu beomgyu has many sides to him to love; and all you’ve come to love just as much as the next. he has his loud moments, his quiet ones, the ones that make him look like the silliest goose in the room, the ones that drive people up the walls because if you throw my slipper out the door one more time, i’ll shove my foot up your ass!

then there are moments where he’s soft; no thoughts, brain empty–except unbeknownst to you, he has plenty running through when you ask: “can i watch?”

he looks over his shoulder to see you peering over his gaming chair to get a glimpse of the screen. he has some video gameplay on, that shooting game he likes. with a small smile, he nods and motions you over. you move from his bed to slide onto his lap where his arms lock around your waist and he makes you lean back into his chest as he sinks into the seat.

your hands smoothen over his arms on you and your legs tangle with his as he starts the video from the start and splits his wired earphones to put one into your ear, the other remaining in his ear. he knows that he should be watching his screen but he can’t help but feel this bloom in his chest when he sees how you intently you’re watching a gameplay of a game you don’t even play. he was staring for so long he hadn’t realised you asked a question, but gladly hops on to start explaining when you genuinely seem interested.

tl;dr: as much as people expect him to have some big grand gesture to win his heart, all it takes is the littlest of things like showing your interest in one of his hobbies. you don’t have to do said hobby, but the show of interest will definitely make this man crumble. would be so excited to want to let you try his hobbies because that means he’ll get to spend more time with you. in other words, he already loves you so much but will find a new level of loving you each time you show interest in his hobbies. he’s never letting you go.

[🐿] taehyun it was a chill day at the dorm with the boys. soobin was choosing the movie, yeonjun was prepping snacks with beomgyu and kai was already lazing on the sofa. you sat on the floor, scrolling on your phone as you waited for them–not that you didn’t try to help, the quite literally told you to sit still and just look cute–so that’s what you were doing.

as you remain cross-legged on the floor, leaning against one of the beanbags and seeing what’s new on your social media feed, you feel the presence of someone that makes you shift your position. as the boys fill in the living room and snacks being placed on the table, they watch as your eyes are still glued to the phone but you’ve lift up your arm so taehyun can lay his head on your lap, facing the television and his hands start to play with one of your hands that lowers down to him.

then, you put your phone aside to see what movie soobin’s picked on the screen and it grants you a free hand to start playing with taehyun’s hair.

“well someone looks comfortable right now.” beomgyu comments as he plops onto the sofa, bowl of popcorn on his lap. taehyun keeps his eyes on the screen and doesn’t let up on playing with your hand, monotonously replying: “yeah, i am.”

that makes you snort as you glance down to him. he peeks up and grins at you before allowing his gaze to fall back onto the television just as the movie begins.

tl;dr: while he might seem unaffectionate, he’s actually very affectionate when it comes to hugging and embracing those he loves and is comfortable with. he welcomes any sort of touch when it comes to you and might sometimes brush it off as ah, you’re so clingy today but deep down... let’s be real, this man is whipped each time you do.

[🐧] kai it was well-known for kai to rub people’s bellies in order to offer them comfort, strength, the kind of good vibes through the simple act of one’s palm to the tummy. you’re included in that mix; every time kai does his rounds to rub people’s bellies, he doesn’t leave you out and makes a priority to ensure he gets a pat or two.

he hadn’t noticed when it began, but you’ve started incorporating that into your love language back to him. it’s only until one day, at the dorm with the rest of the boys as everyone starts setting up for lunch does soobin point it out how cute it was. kai was in the kitchen, helping yeonjun sort out the bowls to pour out the takeout beomgyu and taehyun had returned with. the latter two were setting drinks up, putting ice in cups, pouring them respectively for each person. soobin was moving back and forth with you from the kitchen to the dining room to set up the table (one of the rare occasions to sit at the dining table than the coffee table in front of the television).

when you entered the kitchen once more, watching as kai helped yeonjun empty the contents of the plastic bag to the bowl, your hand gently rubs his stomach. it automatically brings a smile to kai’s face, well-aware it’s you. and it was your silent way of telling him good job, handsome. he hears your voice without hearing it; feels your intention with the lightest of touch. you’re peeling the bowl from his hands to head back out to the dining table, playfully bumping shoulders with soobin on the way out and the boy remains there, in a daze... then he squeals of how cute! with a hand over his mouth.

kai feels the rush of heat to his cheeks, glancing over his shoulder to confirm that soobin was in fact, referring to the two of you. he reaches over and lightly punches soobin’s arm, “shut up, hyung.”

tl;dr: kai understands that his habit might seem silly, but seeing how you’ve embraced it and do it back to him so nonchalantly, like its second nature, completely wins him over. it’s the moment you choose to do it, too. when he’s just finished eating and starts to wash up, when he helps you put the laundry to dry, when he does the most mundane things, it completely warms his heart when you do it to him yet it’s comforting at the same time. he adores the reaction of the people around him whenever you do it, too. (soobin is the biggest hypeman for this)