Choso Kamo Jjk - Blog Posts

choso thats kinda based on tim burton ??

my baby boi 🩷

uuuhhhhhmmmmMMMMM….

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“Hey?”

“Hi.”

Interrupting his cooking, your hands come up to gently slot Choso’s face, smiling lovingly up at him while you angle him to face you. His chopping fingers still as you divert his attention, and he gives you a small smile and let his eyes wander your face. “Whatcha doin’?”

You raise on your tiptoes to plant a small kiss to his lips, “mwah.”

“Mwah,” he echos, his eyes dancing over your face affectionately.

“One more-“ you raise on your toes again to plop another kiss on his lips, “mwah!”

“Mwah.”

“Okay,” you hum, kissing his cheek and patting his back lovingly, “you can go back to cooking. Let me know when you need me.”

“I always need you,” he calls.

You just really like kissing Choso. You knew you liked it from the second you’d kissed him for the first time, unable to stop thinking about him and how right kissing him felt, you love kissing him like breathing and it feels just as comforting.

You kiss him anywhere and everywhere, grateful for the man you call your boyfriend and his chivalry of never letting you go too long without a kiss, or letting you kiss him whenever or wherever you see fit.

Like how the other day, driving home, he paid no mind as you grabbed his hand gently from the wheel, planting tiny kisses on the pads of his fingers and knuckles before letting it go back to its perch on the wheel.

Or, when you’re cuddling, and you slowly start kissing the sharpness of his jawline, not to mark it up, but sheerly because it’s the perfect area to sponge sticky kisses on, and he wraps his arms around you, as if to shield the action from the sunlight pouring in the windows.

Or, when you'd been rough housing for who knows how long, and once you rolled on top of him victoriously, you were able to pin his hands next to his head and pepper kisses over his scrunched face.

"It tickles," he complained.

You shrugged and smiled mischievously down at him, "that's punishment for losing."

You both know his words are empty, and he loves kissing you as much as he loves receiving them.

More than anything, your need to kiss Choso is nothing short of an obsession, compulsory and tkes over your mind and soul where you can't even begin to process going on with your day until the fixation is settled.

Not that either of you have ever complained.

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