"i don't wanna gooooo." you whined, as your boyfriend pulled on your arm, forcing you to come with him.
"pretty please (y/n), i beg you," bambam pleaded, before his thick lips upturned into a sly smirk, "if you go shopping with me, there will be additional cuddling times during the weekends."
"only during the weekends?" you questioned, crossing your arms over your chest.
"okay fine, every day." bambam relented.
"hmm okay!" you agreed immediately before he could change his mind.
the five minute drive to the mall was noisy as both of you blabbered on and on about which shop to go first.
"i don't really need to do any shopping but i really want ice cream." you thought aloud as bambam slipped his hand into yours.
"i can treat you to ice cream but can we go there first." bambam pointed, his bottom lip jutting out cutely, as he pouted at you.
knowing that you could never say no to his cuteness, you sighed, "okay okay lets go in you big baby."
he cheered happily, smiling, "but i'm YOUR big baby."
shaking your head, he pulled you into the shop.
"bam, are you done?" you called.
he had been in the dressing room for like centuries and your legs were breaking from standing outside and waiting for him.
"almost, sweetheart." bambam shouted back.
tapping your foot impatiently, you heaved a sigh of relief when he finally opened the door, sashaying out in extremely colourful clothes.
"how do i look?" he asked, spinning around and flipping his hair in a exaggerated manner.
"do you really want to know my honest opinion?" you questioned, as you pretended to inspect his choice of clothing up and down.
"of course, i promise i won't get offended." bambam nodded.
"well.. you look like a scarlet macaw because of the multi-colours-" you motioned to his outfit.
"but-" he trailed off, clearly offended as his lips turned into a frown.
"but you look handsome, i mean like with or without the clothes." you replied quickly, feeling slightly guilty for hurting his pride.
"handsome? me?" his head shot back up to look at you.
you expected that reaction as you seldom told him directly that he was good-looking although you really thought he was a handsome man.
"who else would i be talking to?" you chuckled, tiptoeing as you gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
"i guess you're right, to be honest, i don't think i would even wear this.." he sighed to himself, sauntering back to the dressing room, before peeking his head out again.
"oh yea (y/n), didn't you say i was handsome without clothes? want to come in and enjoy the view? cameras are allowed by the way." bambam teased, shooting you a flirtatious wink.
glaring at him, you almost stomped out off the store without him, the only thing that made you wait for him was the ice cream.
"PLEASE DON'T BE ANGRY (Y/N)! DON'T LEAVE ME! WE CAN GO EAT ICE CREAM NOW!" bambam shouted.
