Jin

*the door close*

*he looks behind himself, and sees you standing there*

*I cross my fingers*

*he sneaks in the bedroom, stealing some stuff when he suddenly hear a sound behind himself*

*He licks you* Hi.

*freaks out* what the hell are you doing?!

Nah. *I put only pineapple on his pizza.* All Italians may hate me, but I don't care.

*Twenty minutes later I am forcing the pure pineapple pizza down his throat.*

*I tastes like war.*

Well, it's just... you see... I was...

I was... uh... taking a... nap.

uh huh, im my house, interesting

do you just want cuddles

*he nods slightly, still not letting go of you*

you can have cuddles, just don't steal my stuff

*His eyes widen, realizing he's just been robbed* 'You little rascal! How dare you steal my heart.'