started with the SPARK NOW WE'RE ON Fire ! multi muse. GMT. nsfw. by eb.
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Yejoon X Colt
yejoon x colt
please send me a ship and I will tell you : yelt LMAO coon? FUCK EDITION
who’s the cuddler: yejoon normally. colt just goes with it, head rubs and like a hand just on some part of his body, normally an inappropriate place. but colt is cuddly aswell but its more of a relief thing for him, he craves that physical affection so bad he’ll attack hug yejoon often
who makes the bed: they take turns but its mainly gonna be yejoon, colt then proceeds to jump onto it and mess it all up just to be a pain in the ass.
who wakes up first: yejoon, colt doesnt even wake up. he can sleep for 14 hours straight
who has the weird taste in music: colt tries to force yejoon to listen to the grime he grew up with and they both vibe to it. whatever it is yejoon tries to show colt, colt just isnt having it.
who is more protective: hc that colt has literally beat people up because they made comments about yejoon. yejoon probs killed someone for him before now, they’re both okay with it either way. kinda crazy
who sings in the shower: yejoon, colt pretends to hate it but is secretly vibing through the walls.
who cries during movies: god both of them they’re a mess
who spends the most while out shopping: they’re both pretty good with money but colt will spend a little more especially when hes buying things for yejoon. like 1 pound more but it counts okay
who kisses more roughly: colt???
who is more dominate: colt. he makes sure yejoon knows that often aswell LMAO
their song: HOLY FUCK BEAUTY AND THE BEAST BY BUGZY MALONE FOR SURE
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❛ nah i reckon you’re trying to pull a fast one on me. not fuckin’ cool at all that now is it darlin ? ❜
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starter call babey!
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please send me a ship and I will tell you
who’s the cuddler:
who makes the bed:
who wakes up first:
who has the weird taste in music:
who is more protective:
who sings in the shower:
who cries during movies:
who spends the most while out shopping:
who kisses more roughly:
who is more dominate:
my rating of the ship from 1-10: