filthyfrank ; as you say in the studio, spinning in a spinny chair, you puffed out your cheeks in boredom. you had spent hours in the spongy room, listening to frank and the guys making music. most of it was serious, actual snippets of a new song they were working on, but most of the time frank would resort to his old pink guy days. despite the entertainment the character gave you, the man wasn't paying much attention to you at all. as a matter off fact, it seemed as though he were too invested in either his music or rich brian. however, instead of your initial reaction to be jealous or annoyed, you found a somewhat pleasure in the neglect you were receiving. it made you want to tease him enough for him to pay attention to you. picking yourself up from the chair, you walked your way over to joji, and planted yourself slowly on his lap. naturally, the man leaned his head forward onto your shoulder, but didn't wrap his arms around you like he usually does. raising an eyebrow, you began to shift slightly on his lap, unnoticeably rubbing yourself against him. despite all your effort, him and the boys didn't stop talking and frank didn't take any real notice. until, he asked, "babe, get me a drink please?" with a smirk on your lips, you teasingly and slowly stood up, "yes, daddy." you said in an innocent tone, as you exited the studio. within seconds, joji had abandoned everything to follow after you.
maxmoefoe ; the boys had all came around for a bbq, which obviously you were the chef. each lad sat outside in the sun, for once, each drinking beers and eating hotdogs you had made. you were simply stood beside the grill, gently humming along to a song that played through the speaker that joji had brought out from inside the house. due to the day being so hot in australia, you had a pair of shorts and a crop top framing your body, with your hair in a messy yet beautiful pony tail (some of yall haven't read kidnapped by harry styles wattpad stories and it shows). obviously max found you irresistible in the first place, but this had only drew him closer to you. he had followed you around like a lost puppy all day, taking every chance he could get to touch your soft skin, even if it was to swat away a non-existent bug that landed on your thigh. it made you blush and fill with butterflies, although you didn't let it show - you wanted to see the extent he would go through to get you to give into him. you were now making your way into the kitchen, to gather more hotdog and burger buns. max had crept up behind you, and gently placed his hands on your hips as you had bent down to the lower cabinet. you giggled softly, and turned around to face max, only to be met with a chef hat being placed on your head. the australian boy smirked, and picked you up effortlessly and placed you on the counter, "hello, chef." he hummed. "hello, daddy." you whispered. let's just say the boys were starving for food the rest of the night, as their chef had disappeared.
idubbbz ; the super store was beginning to close. it was late, and there was barely any customers in the store. you had wondered off to find a specific food you wanted, and had left ian to do the food shop all by himself. the alarm had stated that the store was closing in five minutes, and that all customers needed to make their way to the checkout. this sent you into a panic - losing someone in such a large store, with a limited amount of time to leave until the doors closed. you knew that it wasn't that much of a big deal, but your heart was skipping beats nonetheless. you frantically made your way up and down isles, looking down each as you had made your search for your boyfriend. the situation was embarrassing, which made you not want to call out his name, and seem like a lost little child. however, your emotions were getting the better of you - you couldn't find ian anywhere, and the store was completely empty other than one singular cashier. tears began welling up in your eyes, as you were completely confused and embarrassed and frustrated - you didn't know if you should leave the store or keep searching for ian. and on the other hand, you were pissed off at him for not being anywhere in sight. just as soon as you were about to break down crying, ian wrapped his arms around your waist from behind you, "hey, babe, we need to leave." he whispered in your ear. and for some strange reason, amongst all of these emotions you were feeling, turned on was the main one. you tilted your head to the side, as his lips placed against your neck, "okay, daddy."
now this....
this
i have made a breakthrough
