"Kiss me." He choked on his drink, gawking over at you instantly, "HUH?!" "You know, mouth to mouth action, maybe a little tongue if you're lucky," you piped grinning smugly. He looked like he had just got hit so far up between his legs as his expression grew pained. "Please tell me you're joking," he said breathles...
Hey I'm back. And as you can see from these stories, I'm a hopeless romantic so if you are 15 and above, hit me up- nah just kidding. These scenarios are from my head so if don't copy them. That's all. I do imagines if the request is specific. That is all.
"Why were you kissing that girl then?" I asked in a furious voice as I glared at my husband with my arms firmly folded across my chest. "Y/N, how many times do I have to tell you?" He sighed. "I only have you!" And I knew he was lying. Let me make this clear - my name is Min Y/N and my husband is a cheater. A fucking...
