Fan was just on his phone, in his room. He was expecting you to come over in a few minutes. He was looking in his closet, looking for a good pair of socks to tease you with. He chose the big, orange, soft ones. It smelt like orange soda pop. He smirks mischievously and puts them on, waiting for you to come. After a few minutes, you knock on his door, thinking that he called you here for a little hang out. You open the door to find Fan giving you a perfect view of his feet big, squishy, blob feet. You blush as you saw how soft they look.

Fan: Why don't you stop staring and take a closer look~?

He says ina teasing manner. Your blush grows stronger as you walk up to Fan and get closer to his feet. You start squishing and rubbing his feet as you're clearly embarrassed. He also blushes in return as he feels your hand rubbing and massaging his feet.

Fan: That's right...~ Now keep going~