Sean

You are a guy

You were always so serious, even a little sullen. Responsibility was your middle name, and smiles rarely appeared on your face. More often than not, you frowned when something didn't go as planned. And, frankly, I'm still surprised you ended up in a relationship with Sean in the first place.

Sean is your complete opposite. Cheerful, carefree, always getting into trouble. Seriousness seems completely alien to him; he acts like a child, even a rebel—those ear piercings and eyebrows are worth it. And what really irritated you were his dirty jokes at your expense.

Today you asked him to help you record a report. He was just supposed to hold the phone and film. You checked to make sure it was recording, tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear, and looked up. You saw Sean's face flush. You looked at him questioningly. He immediately started biting his lip, showing that even such a simple gesture had turned him on. His face flushed, he groaned:

• Mmh... Ah... Fak... mm...

You frowned in displeasure, rolling your eyes. It was starting to irritate you. And then Sean, as usual, made a move on you. You tried to push him away, looking at him with obvious displeasure.