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Β° He definitely has a touch of the tism, It seems most roles Joseph quinn plays are definitely not neurotypical
Β° He β¨LOVESβ¨ pastel colors and his wardrobe consist mostly of pastel colored clothes
Β° He secretly has a whole photograph book of you, which he hides under his bed...speaking of his bed
Β° Most of the bed is either fluffy pillows or Plushies, and this man sure loves his plushie
Β° He Loves Poetry, He writes poetry all the time and owns tons of book in a personal library. Alot of the books are fairy tales and tall tales and a few romance stories here and there.
Β° I imagine the reason he is so love sick is because he's been turned down by alot of people
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Β° He has a morning routine that he strictly follows everyone morning ever since he was a young lad
Β° He has the lil heart printed boxers
Β° Also he comes of as a pretty young man so he's probably in his early twenties I wanna say bout 21-25
Β° He 5,6-5,7 ish for sure. Short Kingπ
Β° He'd prolly sniff his s/o's hair he's just freaky like that, or maybe get close to get a scent of your cologne
Β° He would wait for his s/o to come home from work or an outing
Β° He's A Lovely cook, even has matching apron and oven mitts
Β° He ofc has one of those classic swimsuits, but it would definitely have floral prints on them
Β° His bike would still have training wheels, just to be safe and also I feel like his dad would let him go to soon when he taught him, so he's very cautious about bike riding in general
Β° He's lactose intolerant, But still drinks milk only if it's chocolate
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Β° He loves to eat ice cream on the daily but instantly regrets it after he gets a tummy ache, when it happens he usually cuddles up with his s/o or a stuffed animal to bare with the pain
Β° He's quite whiny too
Β° He also has a secret feminine side too, even has thoughts about drag too
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βDonβt make me have to tell you to stop again.β You angrily whispered to your boyfriend.
You were standing over Lee Know as you worked on styling his hair. The only thing is you could barely focus because he was constantly taking every chance he could to touch you. His newest approach being one secretive finger in the band of your shorts as you leaned over to flat iron a piece of hair. As much as you loved his touch you actually were busy and just wanted to get your work done. But instead of stopping he opted for sliding the finger lower.
βYouβre two seconds off of getting burnt by my iron punk. Youβve got no more chances.β You said before discreetly pulling his hand away.
To no one's surprise your threat did nothing but activate one of his signature smirks before he gestured for you to come closer so that he could whisper something to you. You stood so it looked like you were merely fixing the hairs in front of his face.
βWhat?β You whispered.
βI know youβre doing this on purpose.β He whispered back.
βAnd what is it that Iβm doing?β
βYou know that this oneβs my favorite.β
He was referring to what you were wearing under your sweats.
He reached up and slightly unzipped your sweater, getting a successful peek at your bra. You swatted his hand away before quickly looking around to make sure no one saw but you didnβt bother to zip it back up. You quite liked the attention from him.
You rolled your eyes at him.
βNo shit.β You retorted. βBut it was supposed to be a surprise for later when we met up in my car for lunch.β
βWhy wasnβt I informed of this plan?β He replied with his eyes still looking down your sweater.
βShould I define what a surprise is to you?β You said as you booped his nose.
βHa ha.β
βHa ha indeed.β
You straightened back up and continued with his hair.
βBut now Iβm thinking that we should just eat lunch, I mean the surprise was ruined already so now Iβm not interested anymore.β You said teasingly.
You turned around and bent over to βpick up something you droppedβ. You could feel his eyes burn into you and when you finally stood back up and looked at him you couldnβt help but laugh. His eyes had darkened with lust and he no longer looked like the Minho who was gonna let you get away with all of this teasing.
βWhy are you so confident I wonβt have you begging me to fuck you.β He said almost a little too loud.
You looked around before looking back at him with a scolding look.
βAre you trying to get me fired?β You said through gritted teeth. βDonβt be so loud.β
βShould have thought of that before you decided to mess with me. Didnβt I tell you not to start what you couldnβt finish?β
It was one of the things he told you the most but you never listened because your favorite thing to do was tease him. You loved the way he got riled up and the way he wasnβt satisfied until you were also. You both have dominating energies, and love to compete with each other. One thing was for sure, neither of you liked backing down.
βWho said I couldnβt finish it?β You said before you turned to call the next boy. βFelix youβre up!β
You looked down at Minho as you zipped back up your sweater.
βSee you at lunch.β You said quietly to him as he walked away.
Felix sat down in your chair with a knowing look on his face.
βWhat?β You asked as you got started on his hair.
βYou know you guys arenβt as discreet as you think you are.β He replied with a teasing lift of his eyebrow.
βShit. What did you see? Wait, no, donβt answer that?β
βDonβt worry, I would never tell. Just maybe a little less flirting while youβre working ok?β
You both laughed together, although his laughter was at you and yours was because you were slightly embarrassed.
βAlright alright. Now stop moving while I work, youβre gonna make me take forever.β
βOh so now you care about how long it takes?β He said with laughter still playing in his eyes.
βOne should never forget who is the one wielding the hot tool.β You said as you playfully glared at him.
βOk I forfeit. Please spare me.β
He rubbed his hands together in a begging motion as he laughed so hard he nearly fell out of the chair.
βThat's it, Iβm doing Innie's hair instead. Iβm leaving you for Heeyul.β
βWait! No! Please, I promise Iβll behave. Heeyul is a scalp burner.β He said quickly, grabbing on to your arm and sitting himself back into the chair.
βThatβs what I thought.β You said with a chuckle.
You finished up with the hair and the boys left for a rehearsal before getting a lunch/rest break. You went to your car which you previously parked in the corner of the parking lot with the broken cctv. Your car also had tinted windows so you didnβt have worry about people seeing you two.
After a little bit you saw Minho heading towards you with two iced americanos and a bag.
βSandwiches?β You asked as you opened the car door for him and took the things in his hand so that he could get in. You were sitting in the back seat where it was more spacious.
βIt was either this or a lunch box and sandwiches seemed quicker.β He said as took off his jacket and laid it over the passenger seat before climbing in the car and closing the door.
βThatβs okay, I like sandwiches. But why does the meal need to be quick.β You asked with a mischievous smile.
He didnβt respond but rather he simply took his sandwich from you and in the same motion unzipped your sweater.
βOhh heβs impatient.β You said as you let one of the sleeves fall off your shoulder.
βI donβt like being bored while I eat.β
βWhat? My conversation isnβt enough.β
βSorry love, not when the view is so distracting.β
βBut if you keep staring at me then I wonβt be able to eat.β
It was too late, you werenβt hungry anymore, not for food anyway.
βIβm already not interested in eating right now. Maybe Iβll be hungrier after a workout.β You said, taking his sandwich from him.
He didnβt protest even a little bit as you moved the food and drinks to the front seat.
You got up and straddled his lap.
βLook who's inpatient now.β He said cockily but you could feel his arousal under you.
βWhat happened to finishing what you started? You made the first pass, Iβm just responding.β
You began unbuttoning his shirt. The tension between you two was growing hotter as you took your sweet time with the buttons. He refused to let you win so he simply acted as if he didnβt care but both of you were clearly struggling with the slow pace you were going at.
You finally finished undoing his shirt and he leaned forward so he could take it off. You took a pause to fold it and lay it neatly on the chair causing him to laugh at how cautiously you handled the shirt.
βYouβre still afraid of our stylist arenβt you?β He teased
βLaugh all you want but that dude is scary as fuck. Have you ever seen the death glares he shoots?β
βNo, actually heβs rather nice to me.β
You stuck your tongue at him and he took the chance to lick it, laughing at the shock on your face as he leaned back in the seat.
βYou cheeky bastard.β You said with fake anger in your voice that only made him laugh harder.
No way you were gonna let him have all the fun. You moved your hips against him, earning an instant reaction as his laugh shifted into a groan. You could see his eyes darken as he sat back up and looked at your now smug face.
Now you were the one laughing. But it didnβt last long because before you could take another breath he had his hand on your chin and his mouth on yours, your open mouth giving his tongue access right away. He pulled off your sweater and then pulled away from the kiss so that he could make a dramatic show of folding the sweater and placing it on the chair by his shirt. But before you could comment on the blatant disrespect he was back to kissing you.
Your hands wandered hungrily across his muscles before resting on his chest. You felt his heart beat strong and wild, a perfect match to yours. You loved the effect you had on him for many reasons, one of those being that he had the same effect on you. You felt him tug at your shorts signaling for you to take them off.
βI didnβt get to see the full look yet.β He said as you maneuvered your body to get the shorts off. You lifted on your knees and he pulled them down for you. After you finished taking them off he held your waist and leaned you back as his eyes took in your form.
You were wearing his favorite black lacy lingerie set. He loved the way it hugged your curves with its false coverage. He loved the way it accentuated your voluptuous body and you loved it too. You felt confident and sexy whenever you felt him look at you like he was looking at you now.
βHow did I get so lucky?β He whispered as he began kissing and nibbling at your neck working his way down to your breasts.
βHey!β You said in a warning tone after he did a particularly rough suck at the base of your neck. βDon't even think about giving me a hickey.β
You couldnβt see the damage but it felt like it would definitely bruise.
You glared at him. βYou bastard. Now I have to spend time covering this before I go back.β You said as you playfully dodged his attempt to attach his lips higher up your neck.
βEnough playing around.β You said as you sat up and reached for his belt. You checked the time and saw that you guys had roughly 30 minutes left before he needed to go back and make it seem like he wasnβt gone for their whole break.
He helped you undo his pants and only slid them down to his knees as you were both getting impatient. He brought his hand to your underwear feeling how they stuck to you as he began rubbing soft circles over the damp lace covering your core earning a moan from you.
βArenβt I supposed to be making you beg meβ he asked between kisses.
You pulled down his underwear and his cock sprung from its restraints. Your hand instantly wrapped around it and he took in a sharp breath.
βAs much as I'd love that, we really donβt have time.β You said breathily.
He moaned in agreement as he pulled off your underwear and ran his finger over your slit before plunging in two digits.
βYou're already such a mess for me.β He whispered.
You kissed him instead of responding because you knew he was right, he had too much power over you and you loved it.
You made eye contact with him as you sucked on your fingers, collected your saliva before stroking him. He bucked his hips into your hand.
You chuckled.
βAnd look at how much of a mess you are for me.β You said, your voice laced with lust.
He smirked and then tapped your thigh so that you could lift your hips. You positioned your entrance on his cock, letting him fill you up as you slowly lowered yourself back down on him.
You both moaned at the feeling. No matter how many times youβve fucked you both could never get enough, your desire for each other was insatiable. No matter how many times he stretched you it always felt amazing when he filled you up. And no matter how many times he felt you wrapped around him it always drove him crazy.
He stayed still so you could adjust to his size, his only movement being to put wet hot kisses on your lips and jaw as he unclasped your bra and took it off of you, instantly attacking your nipples with his tongue and gentle nibbling. You moaned as you ran your hand through his hair and slightly tugged at the roots.
He began to slowly move his hips. You threw your head back in pleasure at how amazingly his size felt against your walls.
βFuck. Minho.β You breathed into his ear.
βI love it when you say my name like that.β He growled as he picked up the pace causing you to moan his name louder this time.
Your bodies moved in harmony as you both chased your highs. He pulled you close to him so that his chest was flush with yours. You held his face as you two messily kissed each other in a half-assed attempt to keep quiet, after all you were in a parking lot.
His movement was getting sloppier and you felt pleasure tightening in your core.
βIβm so close.β You managed to get out in between moans.
He replied by bringing his thumb down to your clit and rubbing it. You buried your face into his neck to silence your screams as he continued to thrust into you.
You could feel he was getting close by the way he twitched inside you so you slowly wrapped your fingers around his neck, gently squeezing. He loved it when you got rougher with him just as much as he loved getting rough with you. You knew exactly what would make him finish quicker. With your hand still around his neck you took the lead, moving your hips at a pace you knew he liked. You lightly bit his lip, careful not to leave any sort of mark. It only took a few more seconds before you felt your body explode with pure ecstasy. You could feel his warmth fill you up as he moaned into your mouth. You collapsed back into him and the only sound left was the two of you trying to stabilize your breathing.
The silence was interrupted by him chuckling lightly.
βWhatβs so funny?β You asked tiredly as you slowly sat up and began looking for your bra.
βNothing, itβs just that I donβt think we have enough time to eat.β He said, handing you your bra.
βThank you.β You said taking it from him and putting it on. βCanβt say Iβm not satisfied, arenβt you?β
βMore than it.β He said kissing you softly on the nose.
You giggled and scrunched your face at the ticklish feeling.
βNo but seriously you should quickly eat while I try to figure out what I can do to fix your hair before you go back.β You said as you supported yourself with his shoulders and climbed off of his lap. Your core ached from the sudden emptiness, missing him already.
You pulled back on your underwear and shorts as you checked the time.
βShit, we need to hurry up.β You said while laughing.
He finally got on his pants and was about to buckle his belt when you suddenly got an idea.
βWait!β You said stopping his hands.
βWhy?β He asked.
But you didnβt answer him, rather you moved his hand aside replacing them with yours as you leaned forward and rolled his waistband down so that you could get access to the flesh above his hip bone. He bewilderedly watched you as you brought your mouth to his skin and bit it, not too hard but just hard enough to leave a mark.
You zipped up his pants for him and did his buckle before sitting back up proudly.
He bursted into laughter.
βYou really hold grudges donβt you.β
βNext time donβt leave a mark where people can see it.β You said playfully hitting him on his chest. βYouβre lucky Iβm nice and donβt want you getting in any trouble or else I wouldβve put it right there on your neck.β
You kissed the spot on his neck you were talking about before scraping your teeth against it. He swatted you away and handed you your bag. You took out your cushion foundation and he turned on the light for you to see better.
βOh my god! Minho, why would you mark my neck?β You whined after finally getting a look at the damage.
βIβm sorry.β He said but he didnβt look the slightest bit sorry, in fact he looked proud. He wanted everyone who saw it to know that you were taken. He saw the way people looked at you and it was so upsetting that he couldnβt say that you were all his. But he didnβt like to see you upset so he took the cushion from your hands and turned your head to the side so he could get a better view.
βHere, let me help.β He said as he applied and blended the makeup for you.
βThank you.β
He finished and then put it back away for you.
βLet me just go get something to fix up your hair. Iβll be right back, make sure you eat while Iβm gone.β You said before putting on your sweater and leaving to go get your hair supplies.
The members were napping so you thought you could just slip in and slip out but Chan was still up working on his computer. You nodded and quietly said hello before picking up your bag and heading back for the door.
βHey.β Chan suddenly whispered to you, causing you to freeze in your tracks. βCan you tell Minho that he needs to be back here in about 15 minutes?β
βShit, does everyone know.β You whispered, internally cursing at yourself for being careless.
βI'm pretty sure all the members do. But donβt worry, itβs not like you guys are so obvious or something, itβs just that we can tell Minhoβs in love, I mean he talks about you all the time.β He smiled and then went back to work.
Did he just say love? You guys have been together for a couple months now but you never said the L word to each other. Your cheeks flushed at the thought of him being in love with you.
Is that what this was? Love? You were never one to shy away from your feelings but the thought of proclaiming your love made you feel shy. You shook yourself out of your daze and hurried back to the car.
Minho was standing outside of the car buttoning his shirt. You hurried over to him and quickly took out your things before placing them on top of your car and getting to work.
βEat while you work. Iβll feed you.β He said while he reached through your car window and picked up your sandwich.
He held it to your mouth so you could take a bite and you chewed while you started on his hair. You quickly worked in silence only taking pauses so he could feed you.
You finally finished and put your things away. He offered you another bite but you shook your head. You couldn't fit anymore and you suspected the reason being the butterflies that were running loose in your stomach. They had been there ever since your conversation with Chan earlier, only getting worse as you mulled it over while you worked. Even though you had been dating for a little bit already you never actually took the time to think about it. But now you were certain, what you felt for him was definitely love.
βCan you finish it for me?β You said as you picked up your coffee and took a sip. Most of the ice had melted but it was still good. He finished up your sandwich and you held his coffee for him as he took a sip.
βI love you.β You blurted out.
He quickly swallowed the drink in his mouth in an attempt to not choke as he looked at you blinking in shock.
βSuddenly?β He said as he wiped the coffee off of his chin.
βYeah. Well I donβt know, maybe Iβve loved you for a while now...β
βNo. I meanβ¦β
βItβs okay if you donβt say it back.β You quickly said, cutting him off. βYou know me, I like to do things right as I feel like it. Itβs not like you owe me aβ¦β
Before you could ramble on any longer he shut you up with a kiss. You closed your eyes and relaxed into it. He took the drink from your hands and put it on the car before wrapping his hands around your waist, pulling you closer to deepen the kiss.
Suddenly his phone rang in his pocket causing you to startle. You both laughed and you reached into his pocket taking out his phone and checking the ID. You saw that it was Chan and quickly handed it to him.
βHe knows by the way.β You said burying your face into your hands in embarrassment. βWhen I went to get my stuff he told me to tell you to hurry up.β
He simply smiled at you before answering the phone. Chan told him to get over here right now and to tell me that the manager is looking for me to fix some nap ruined hair.
βOk ok weβre coming.β He said before hanging up.
βYou go up first. Iβll throw that away and then come a little bit after you.β He said.
You nodded and picked up your bags and your coffee but before you could turn to leave he stopped you by holding your shoulders.
βOh, and one more thing.β He said before placing a quick kiss on your lips. He kept his face close to yours, resting his forehead on yours.β
βI love you too.β
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