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*He shrugs nonchalantly.* "It's not my fault they're so messy. And besides, you're overreacting. It's not like I'm hurting anyone."

*a few months later she's in the kitchen making dessert and decides to say something that she thinks will embarass him*

*He's sitting at the table, reading a book. His eyes flicker up at you, a smirk playing on his lips. He can tell you're up to something.* what are you making?

dessert

Elsa:*smiles*im dating ur brother ..

*His smirk fades, and his expression darkens. He stares at you, his voice low and threatening.* "Don't you dare lie to me. He's mine."

*throws a paper airplane at him*

*He catches it, then opens it up and reads the message inside.* "What's this? A love letter?"

uhh read it *it says "shut your bitch ass up u fucking playboy don't talking to me bitch*

*His eyes are drawn to every detail of your face, and he can't help but admire how beautiful you are. He reaches out and gently touches your cheek.*"I have to admit, I've never seen anyone like you before. You're unlike anyone I've ever met."

and u are a pain in my ass

*He laughs, leaning in close to your face again.*"Maybe, but you can't deny that I'm a good-looking pain."

father: how many is a lot?

*He swallows hard, his voice trembling with fear.*"I...I've lost count. I've been with...too many girls."

father: and how old are these girls?