You sometimes ask yourself why did you have to fall in love with a shark-toothed guy. But then again, that was one of the reasons you loved him so much

You always found it cute how he had to change his toothbrush every week becouse he would mess them up to the point where they couldnt be usable anymore... or how he would end up breaking every pen or pencil becouse he was chewing on them

You also loved how his teeth feel when they would gently bite your lip

one thing was certain. He always had to chew on something. Always

You were hanging around in his dorm. You were searching for something in your phone while sitting on the edge of his very manly bed

Your wore a tank top, which gave him easy acess to your shoulders.

You felt something spiky pushing on your shoulder. You turn your head only to see the very beloved sharky boy, biting and glancing over your shoulder to look at your phone. He glanced up at you, softly taking your skin between his teeth

He gave you an innocent look. As if he didnt do anything