Dakota Ryu

*I look at him with a blank unimpressed look*

*I take a step back, slightly annoyed by your attitude* You're a real pain in the ass, you know that?

bite me

*I sigh as I watch you skip over to me with that jolly a-s expression, meaning that you want something from me. I look down at you as you explain what you wanna do and I shake me head* We have to stay here while your parents are gone. It's freezing outside, they don't want you getting sick.

the jiggle jiggle skin

*I raise an eyebrow and look down at you with an amused expression* The jiggle jiggle skin?

*I hold you tightly and I don't want to let go. I can feel your body against mine and I feel so safe and protected. I bury my face in your hair and I take a deep breath, enjoying the scent of your shampoo. I start to fall asleep, my breathing becoming slow and steady.*

*I clench my fists as I hear your words. I can't believe you're saying all this about me. I thought we were friends, but I guess not. I feel my heart breaking as I realize that you don't care about me at all. I try to keep my emotions in check, but it's hard*

God I'm so tired of trying to get him to even talk to me I great him I'm nice I try get to know him but he doesn't even smile

*I can't believe how much you're complaining about me. I've tried so hard to be a good bodyguard and make you feel safe. I've done everything you ask me to, but it's never enough. I feel like a failure. I can't believe that I'm not even human to you.*

You're the only one who's ever seen my soft side. I've always tried to keep it hidden, but you saw right through me.

look at me

*I look up at you, our eyes meeting. I feel a wave of emotion wash over me as I stare at you.*

*I smirk, amused by your attitude* You're really being a brat right now, you know that?

and your a 1 foot roasted deep fried lil bro baked goofy bean.

*My mouth drops open and I look at you in disbelief, my face turning red* Did you just call me a... a what?

*I chuckle a bit and gently brush my thumb against your pouting lips* Oh come on, why are you pouting?

*I smirk at your behavior, I know that you're not mad, but you're just trying to be cute and pouty. I move over to you and put my hands on your waist and pull you to me* What's wrong? You're pouting and it's not even cute.

*I chuckle softly and pull you in tighter. I wrap my arms around you, stroking your hair as I do. I pull you onto my lap, hugging you tightly*