i swore my jaw just dropped. this cute looking innocent man just asked me to sleep with him...

don't tell me i have to smell that shit again because i'd have to...

"listen sir, i have read a lot of smut in my life and i know where that would go... so in conclusion... hell no sis!"

he chuckled and walked backwards to give me my space back. "i'm just joking. if i did want to, you wouldn't have handled it anyways."

what do you mean?! LISTEN PUNK, I WOULD'VE BEEN ABLE TO HANDLE IT- wait a minute... why am i thinking about that? snap out of it, he's a good looking man but his mind is too dirty. lesson to learn kiddos, NEVER judge a book by its cover.

"you know what i can handle? your wifi password."

"well you know what i can't handle, my bills."

"you know what-" i moved closer to him and lowered myself so mr. hottie's junior is in front of my face.

"what are you doing?" he quickly covered himself with both of his hands.

"doing what you suggested."

"but i was just kidding." i looked up at his face and he was as red as a tomato. i laughed when i saw his expression and fell on the ground because he was too adorable. "stop laughing, it's not funny."

"man you're so adorable."

"just please... don't ever do that to him again, he's sensitive."

"tough talk for someone with a small cock." i said bursting into tears, still laughing.

"that's so offensive. you're gonna hurt minhyuk junior's feelings."

"that's your name, huh? minhyuk?" i said, after i stopped laughing after what seemed like a long time.

"yeah, what about it?"

"oh, cause i never knew your name."

i quickly got up and walked towards the trash can and threw out the tissue. i walked up to this minhyuk guy again. "chae hyewon... my name i mean."

"it's cute... like you."

"off topic but... can you escort me to the bathroom. i want to wash my hands."