A Guy In The Analysts Club

LIII (special chapter:ESFP×ISTJ)

~After a month,ESFP's POV~

I'm literally so damn happy for my bestie! This INTJ seems nice. I wonder how my ISTJ is.

--Yo,guys,sorry but I gotta go find a dildo. Be right back! (ESFP)

When I tell the gang I wanna go find a dildo it means I gotta go somewhere and no one can ask questions. We were at my place because we wanted a game night.

--'Kay,fine. (ESTP)
--Don't burn the house! (ESFP)
--Bring the gasoline,ENFP! (ESTP)

I left,because I knew they were bluffing. Then I got into the Sentinels. What's up with these keys on the floor?

~ISTJ's POV~

I got back from a working shift. My work colleague went on a date...INTJ,he was parallel with relationships,I wonder how the date went. Perhaps the extrovert had a really big influence on him. I suspected him though,because in high-school he would give sweet eyes to her in secret. Would that mean my extrovert will have a big influence on me? I don't quite want it. When I got at my door,I found exactly who I was talking about.

--Ohhhh,hi,British guy! (ESFP)

British guy?! I hate that nickname...but out of her mouth it sounded lovely.

--I told you not to call me that. (ISTJ)
--Sorry,I can't help it,cutie. (ESFP)
--Ugh...not the cutie again. I'm not cute or anything. Would you like it if I called you...African-American girl? (ISTJ)
--Sounds so silly,I love it! (ESFP)

I don't have time for her silly things,I just want to-...where are my keys? I searched for them in all my pockets.

--What are you searching for,British guy? (ESFP)
--MY KEYS! (ISTJ)
--Ohhh,you searchin' for them keys? I have them. (ESFP)
--DID YOU STEAL THEM?! (ISTJ)
--No...I found them in front of your door. (ESFP)
--So give them back to me. (ISTJ)
--You'll have to pay,sir. (ESFP)

All are the same...materialistic. I got some money out.

--Did I mention anything about money? (ESFP)
--Huh? You said I have to pay! (ISTJ)
--Yes,but with something else,hottie. (ESFP)

Hottie?!

--Ugh,what? (ISTJ)
--Maybe... (ESFP)

She starts twirling her curly,black hair,while looking at me in a way no one has ever looked before.

--...a kiss. (ESFP)

Is she high?! I could never kiss someone.

--Heck no. Anything else. (ISTJ)
--Nope,hottie,just a nice kiss. (ESFP)
--Uh...um...$100? (ISTJ)
--Interesting idea,but no. (ESFP)
--Um...$200? (ISTJ)
--Nuh-huh. (ESFP)
--$500? (ISTJ)
--Still no. (ESFP)
--THEN HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT?! (ISTJ)

I whisper-shouted.

--You think you can buy me with money? (ESFP)
--I DON'T WANT TO BUY YOU,I JUST WANT MY DAMN KEYS! (ISTJ)
--British accent is so hot when angry! (ESFP)
--Where did you hide them?! (ISTJ)
--Somewhere. (ESFP)
--SOMEWHERE WHERE?! (ISTJ)
--Guess. If you're giving up,you can just give me my sweet kissy. (ESFP)

If ESFP's going to play like this any longer,I'm going to crash into the door. Her dress didn't have any pockets. Where did she even hide my fucking keys?!

--If I kiss you,does that mean I get infected with the British accent? (ESFP)
--It's not an infection,now you either give me my keys or I'm searching the nearest weapon. (ISTJ)
--We're in a corridor and everyone's sleeping because it's night. You can't just barge inside someone's house. Common sense,cutie. (ESFP)
--Yea,I actually love that. (ISTJ)

I sat and thought more about how I get out of this situation.

--Do you want sweets or something? (ISTJ)
--I have enough sweets at home. (ESFP)

She came closer with one of her smirks.

--What else could you possibly want?! (ISTJ)
--Try...a necklace? (ESFP)
--A necklace. (ISTJ)
--No. (ESFP)

~ESFP's POV~

I loved annoying the fuck out of him. ISTJ was visibly irritated. I'm playing this game a little bit more then imma give him the keys.

--YOU TOLD ME TO TRY A NECKLACE! (ISTJ)
--I told you to try a necklace,not that I want one. (ESFP)
--You are so damn difficult... (ISTJ)

He said,rolling his eyes,with his arms crossed. I was about to get the keys out,but this man literally grabs me by my dress straps and kisses me. Still shocked,I see what ENFP was talking about. Introverts kiss really good. His hands holding my dress straps tight before loosen now. Dude really went for it. I pulled away,leaving him stunned,staring at me. He was a little bit red.

~ISTJ's POV~

Did I really just...uh...um...what the heck is wrong with me?! And why...why did it...feel good?! Softly holding my chin,ESFP says:

--See? I always get what I want. Now get your damn keys,desperate British guy. (ESFP)

Then she gets the keys out of her bra and puts them in my hand,since I was as still as a statue,still trying to process what I just did.

--Thanks so much,love ya! (ESFP)

Then she blows me a kiss,winks at me and goes away.

--Wait! (ISTJ)

She didn't listen.

--W-why did...how...uh...c-come back! (ISTJ)

ESFP got outside,leaving me on the corridor in front of my door. Hardly getting back into my normal state,I unlocked my door. But I was afraid of trying to go in. I was even afraid of taking a step. What if my legs took me to her? Ugh...it's not that difficult to enter an apartment,ISTJ.

~ESFP's POV~

No one can ever resist my charm. Not even boring,quiet introverts. I guess ENFP had that charm,too. Should I tell the gang about this? Definetly.

~ISTJ's POV~

And I am in my bed. With my eyes closed. So I have to sleep. Come on. Sleep! I sat there with my eyes closed. And a minute passed. And five. And ten. Twenty minutes. Half and hour. An hour. Two. Still,I wasn't asleep. The only thing on my mind was moment I just had. Come on,sleep! It isn't that hard! Does love really do these things to you? I mean...I'm not in love. Or maybe I'm lying. But I regret the kiss badly...or maybe I don't.
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--For one of my readers (the Czech one),thank you so much for this idea! If y'all want me to make any more special chapters with any of the couples in the story,I take requests! Love y'all,and sorry it's not an usual INTJ×ENFP chapter. The next one is gonna be an usual one.

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