Ken: Pablo, ano 'yong nakita ko kanina?
Pablo: *deadma*
Ken: Juan Pablo!
Pablo: *tumingala*
Ken: Ano, titingin ka lang?
Pablo: Bakit?
Ken: 'Di mo ako sasagutin?
Pablo: Nanliligaw ka ba?
Ken: *scowled*
Pablo: *giggles childishly*
Ken: *almost smile at that litol happiness from his pretty man* Hmp!
Pablo: Yieeee. Tatampo ang baby na iyan?
Ken: *sinusubukang huwag maging marupok sa baby talk ni Pablo*
Pablo: Halika, muah-muah tayo.
Ken: *kaunting push na lang bibigay na*
Pablo: *smiles widely* Love you.
Ken: Love you raw pero may ka-dm sa telegram. Baby pa nga. Bakit? Iilan ba kaming baby mo, ha?
Pablo: *laughs hardly*
Ken: Sige. Tawa pa!
Pablo: Ken, si Baby iyon, ang makeup artist na mag-aayos sa atin bukas.
Ken: Ahhhh *biglang nahiya nang maalala*
Pablo: Cute mo talagang magselos.
Ken: Mema lang, Pau. Nagpapapansin lang talaga ako sa'yo.
Pablo: Ken, always remember na sapat ka because you are always Kenough.
Ken: *burst out laughing* *extended his arms*
Pablo: *planted himself against Ken's protective embrace*
Ken: *kissing Pablo's hair* *tugging him closer* *rocking the both of them*
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Nah, Just SeKen
Hayran KurguThis is just some random SeKen imagines or drabble on the writer's past time. Some might find this cringe-y, or maybe some butterfly flapping its wings on their stomach. Few would also tear up, who knows what to find inside; anything childish, daddy...
