Choso’s younger brother, Kechizu had gotten him a mug for his birthday. This mug had ‘#1 Brother’ written on it. How sweet! Choso would use this mug everyday for his coffee. You, his girlfriend, would always see him use it. One night, you were sleeping over. You were changing into a baggy band tee and baggy sweatpants in his room. Choso, sitting on the bed was shirtless, drinking from the mug like he would always do. He didn’t have his two messy space buns in and instead had his hair down. He looked you up and down and whistled.

“Damn babe. Even with baggy clothe you look sexy as fuck.”

He commented teasingly, smirking as he look at you with his dark brown eyes.