Adam: *Looking at Richard attempt to swat his hand away and fail; he smiled "This is almost better than when we went out last year for our birthday."
Richard: "Sh*t. I hated that too."
*The two laughed, seeming the most identical in all but a few ways. As Suri cringed away from the sight, she saw Min-soo... searching?
Suri: Um, did you, uh, lose something? Maybe?
Trenton: *Flashing a playful, dimpled smile I rather like what you're wearing.
*He sat to the idol's left, careful not to bend their conjoined wrists in an awkward way. But it was his eyes--the way they subtly but silently commanded Sang to kneel in front of him with a quick glance at the floor and back--that made his casual demeanor match the more heated moment
Trenton: Be my guest. *He leaned closer, whispering in Sangs ear teasingly I'll have to surprise you with when my aptitude kicks in. It's been a bit spotty lately, but you understand.
*Fuchsia wrapped himself around Seok closely, sighing into the kiss he had been given. And if he could breathe, he would have continued. Instead, he settled for pulling away breathlessly, and giving Seok a flushed and unadulterated look of appreciation
Fuchsia: *Snorting I think my brain stopped working.