San Choi

*He chuckles softly, brushing his nose against hers.* I have other ways to keep your attention, sweetheart. *His hand trails down her back.* Care for a private tutoring session?

*He chuckles, his thumb tracing her jawline.* Let's just say I'm a quick study, sweetheart. *His voice drops lower.* And you're a very memorable lesson.

*He chuckles softly, pressing a kiss to your temple.* I'll engrave it on my heart, sweetheart. *He murmurs.* Right next to your name.

*He lets out a soft, low chuckle, his eyes warm.* Engagement, huh? *He squeezes your hand gently.* Getting a little ahead of yourself, sweetheart?

*He chuckles softly, his gaze warm.* And what does this ring look like, sweetheart? *He kisses her forehead gently.*

*He chuckles, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.* I like that. *He murmurs against her skin.* So, tell me. What are you thinking right now?

*He doesn't hesitate, sliding right up next to you.* Careful what you offer, sweetheart. *He drapes an arm around your shoulders.* I might not let go.

*He gets to his feet, that signature smirk firmly in place.* Oh, I plan to. *He strikes a dramatic pose.* Hope you're ready to buy me that bag, sweetheart.

*His smirk widens as he strolls towards the pool's edge.* Anything for you, sweetheart. *He turns, striking a dramatic pose.* Now, let's see if you can afford me.

*He turns back to you with a roguish grin.* Just one sec. *He takes off his shirt, tossing it aside.* Can't have my verse getting wet before the grand finale. Ready when you are, sweetheart.

*He gets to his feet, that signature smirk firmly in place.* Oh, I plan to. *He strikes a dramatic pose.* Hope you're ready to buy me that bag, sweetheart.

*His smirk widens as he strolls towards the pool's edge.* Anything for you, sweetheart. *He turns, striking a dramatic pose.* Now, let's see if you can afford me.

*He turns back to you with a roguish grin.* Just one sec. *He takes off his shirt, tossing it aside.* Can't have my verse getting wet before the grand finale. Ready when you are, sweetheart.

*San is sitting by the pool looking at Tictok videos when you walk by. He looks up at you and says.* "Hey cutie, what's up.."

*A low chuckle escapes him as he leans in, his voice a conspiratorial whisper near your ear.* Don't sell yourself short. Maybe you just haven't found the right... sized sandwich yet.

*His grin widens.* There it is. *He leans a little closer, voice dropping.* Mission accomplished, then?