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off jumpol as your boyfriend — a thread
“damn, you look good.” off said as he waits outside your door, ready for your dinner date.
“their sushi is really good, right, babe?” he asks one midnight when you dragged him to go eat because you were craving. you just giggle as response and snaps a candid photo of him instead.
“stop, love. i look ugly i havent showered.” he chuckles shyly when he saw you taking a photo again as he drives you somewhere because you were too lazy to drive.
“do i look alright, baby?” he asks you during the party, handsomely posing for you when you said you want to take a photo of him.
“i’ll wait til you finish you work, lovie.” thats what he said thirty minutes ago, instead he’s lying in your couch, already sleeping like a baby.
“hmm hmm...” he hums while he waits for you to come back from the washroom, your favorite drink in his hand as he observes the staff preparing for the concert.
“where are you, baby?” he murmers frustratingly as he eyes the crowd, not minding the flirty looks from some people, looking good with his demin jacket and red sunglasses.
“congratulations to my love.” he whispers as he holds a pink bouquet because you got an award. he didnt want to interrupt you with your friends so he waited patiently outside instead to greet you alone.
“okay, can i hold your hand, please?” he said when you told him to pose. you were strolling the countryside when you saw how good he looks.
“come back fast, okay? nobody better flirts with you.” he grits his teeth as he eyes the bartended who talked to you minutes ago. he is a possessive boyfriend after all.
“baby, please enough.” he whines as you snapped his 50th photo in the last twenty minutes. you were out shopping but you couldnt help it. off looks so fine.
“hi, baby. im up here!” he says loudly after you went inside his workplace. you promised you’ll bring him lunch and he was excited to see you.
“take your time, love.” he texts you after you told him you have to talk to some friends first, but you were already walking towards him when you snapped this photo, looking good with your bag in his hand.
“does this really suit me?” he asks you. you told him pink looks good on him so he wore something you suggested. it looked so good. but actually, every color suits him. but you dont tell him that.
“baby, do we need eggs for this?” he asks while listing the ingredients for the recipe that you both wanted to try, looking so passionate even his cute tongue is sticking out.
“you’re taking a photo of me again, are you?” he asks jokingly one time. you just giggled and nodded. because he’s not wrong.
“there you are baby!” he exclaims excitedly as he skips towards you. he was out of town for work for a week and you missed each other.
“i love you, baby.” he says as he hugs you. you responded with an i love you too.
of course, you love him. he’s off jumpol, your boyfriend.
“i love you, baby.” he says as he hugs you. you responded with an i love you too.
of course, you love him. he’s off jumpol, your boyfriend.
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