(Based off 'Nasty Dog' by Sir Mix-a-Lot)

It was a late night with the league, as the members talked, laughed, drank, the usual. It was no lie that some of the league noticed the way Twice's gaze lingered on you, how he always hung around you, joked, yet never spilled his feelings.

Currently he was (def) flirting with you, wiggling his eyebrows under his mask as you pushed his head away with a laugh.

"Get yo mangy ass on-!" You spoke, making him grin as he gave you a once over. 'Back to the kitty, cuz she's kinda pretty-'

He thought, letting his gaze travel to not your face as his smirk grew.

'Can't stop looking at her t-t-t-t-face.!'

He didn't speak much more, love-struck expression stuck on his face as you and him said goodbyes to the league and left the base to go on a walk. As you and him rolled into the distant fog of the witching hour, you grinned at the fact-

Little did he know, you're a Nasty Dog...