Eight Years
Title: Eight Years
Pairing: OnKey, with random 2min
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Crack
Summary: Lee Jinki's life multiplied by eight.
Notes: Dedicated to my lovelies, eter_loves_yaoi and rikli. Finally made your smut ;p
Lee Jinki, aged 8.
Lee Jinki, a small boy with a sweet smile, lost his first kiss at this tender age.
It would've been nice if it had been a pretty little girl wearing a white dress with soft, curly hair bunched up in pigtails, as this had been Jinki's ideal girl, but alas, it wasn't to be.
Since Jinki lost his very first kiss to a boy.
"You!"
This arrogant shout had been delivered from across the playground to Jinki, who had been playing on the sandbox. He didn't react, thinking it wasn't him who was being called.
"Yah, I'm talking to you."
Jinki gaped when a small foot made a neat wedge between the bridge he had been forming so lovingly. He looked up angrily at the face of another boy with almond-shaped eyes and slightly-pouted lips.
"You ruined my bridge!" He stood up to tower over the smaller boy, balling his fists and wearing his best glare.
The boy looked unimpressed, even bringing his other foot forward, the sand falling apart beneath it.
Jinki gasped indignantly. "Yah! Say sorry--umph!"
The whole playground, full of screaming kids, went completely and utterly silent when the boy suddenly grabbed Jinki's cheeks and pressed their lips together.
The kiss lasted exactly 4 and a half seconds. Jinki knows; he counted.
Brain effectively fried, he couldn't speak, much less react when the unknown boy finally pulled away, gave him a proud smirk a six-year-old shouldn't be able to pull off, and skipped off while shouting, "Jjong, I win the bet!"
Lee Jinki eventually learns that his first kiss was Kim Kibum, a boy two years younger than him, and that he had been the cruel receiving end of a bet between Kim Kibum and his best friend, Kim Jonghyun.
Lee Jinki becomes a subject of pity in the kindergarten, and Kim Kibum is branded 'gay'.
The following year, Kim Kibum moves to America, and he becomes a distant memory of Jinki's horrible first kiss.
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Lee Jinki, aged 16.
Lee Jinki, a growing adolescent with a charming smile, lost his virginity at this tender age.
Jinki had envisioned his first time to be with a sweet and pretty girl, in which they both lose their virginity together, and it would be beautiful and romantic, but alas, it wasn't to be.
Kim Kibum came back all too soon from America, just as arrogant and audacious as always, and it seemed the eight years he spent in a foreign country also made his previous childish aggressiveness a lot worse.
Jinki isn't entirely sure what the hell he was doing in his bedroom, pinned against his study desk with Kim Kibum wildly kissing him whilst undoing his pants.
The only thing he could think was, Kim Kibum was only fourteen, how could he possibly know how to do this?
But all that flew out the window when Kim Kibum knelt in front of him and took Jinki junior out and did things to it, things like taking it into his mouth and sucking it. A technical term would be fellatio, a vulgar term would be blowjob, another term could be--
Jinki's mind stopped working entirely, and he let out a choked shout when he came. Into Kim Kibum's mouth.
"That was quick." One of Kim Kibum's greatest abilities was the power to make Jinki completely speechless. As smart as he was, second smartest in his school, his brain just stops working when Kim Kibum was in the vicinity.
Possibly because Kim Kibum does things like this to him. Things.
"Yah, fuck me."
Jinki knows he shouldn't, Kim Kibum was a child for goodness' sake, and they were in his house, where Jinki's parents could walk in on any minute, never mind that they were busy entertaining Kibum's parents downstairs and the door was locked anyway--
Then Kim Kibum gives him another mind-blowing kiss, and Lee Jinki wasn't really a rebellious sort, but with Kim Kibum anything seemed possible.
And so Jinki finds himself pushing Kim Kibum on his bed and thrusting his dick inside Kim Kibum's tight hole.
Kim Kibum moans, arching his slender back, and Jinki sees slight tears in his eyes.
"Y-You're a virgin?"
Kim Kibum looks offended, and slaps his chest.
"O-Of course I am!"
Eventually the pain fades, and Jinki is thrusting again and again, and Kim Kibum is moaning loud enough probably even their parents downstairs could have heard him.
A feeling of euphoria starts to tingle all over Jinki's body as he explodes and they scream together - but as they shudder together in the aftermath, Kim Kibum lightly strokes his cheek, and the tingles reach Jinki's heart.
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Lee Jinki, aged 24.
Lee Jinki, a matured adult with a handsome smile, lost his inhibitions at this age.
It was Jinki's final year in medical school, six years of his life dedicated to hardwork and stress to achieve the highest marks, and he really needed to study for the coming exam, but alas, it wasn't to be.
"Jinki, I'm bored."
His boyfriend of eight years (and counting), Kim Kibum, was determined to be a distraction.
Eight years of being together certainly hadn't changed Kim Kibum in any way. They were still polar opposites; Jinki was studious and quiet, Kibum was loud and mischievous. People often asked why they were together, and how they manage to stay together for so long, but Jinki himself doesn't know.
What he does know, is he loves this boy very much. He absently strokes the younger boy's cheek, rubbing the soft skin with the pad of his thumb.
But right now, as much as he loves Kim Kibum, he was very stressed, and he needed to go over his notes for the millionth time because he hadn't quite memorized all the terms, and--
He doesn't notice Kibum's disappearance until he feels fingers lightly undoing his belt buckle. His eyes grow the size of dinner plates, and raps his thighs on the table.
"Kibum, are you insane? This is a public library!"
But Kim Kibum wasn't insane, he was just determined to drive Jinki to insanity. It wasn't long in coming, Jinki thinks faintly as Kibum simply gives him a sexy smile and gives his dick one long lick. Despite Jinki's attempts at trying to control himself, his body wasn't inclined to follow him, reacting to Kibum's ministrations automatically.
The spirit was willing, but the flesh was definitely weak.
And, eventually, even the spirit turned weak. Kibum dragged him to the back of a shelf of medical encyclopedias and began to kiss him voraciously. Jinki's hands moved on their own, undoing the buckle of Kibum's skinny jeans and nearly tearing them in his haste. He then slammed the younger boy on the shelf, lifted one leg up and thrust inside.
The shelf wobbled dangerously at the volume of his thrusts, and their lips molded hungrily at a desperate attempt to muffle their moans of ecstasy. Somewhere within that endless dive of pleasure Jinki saw the prudish librarian investigate the noise, quickly leaving with her face burning in embarrassment at seeing their obvious state of disarray.
After which, no other thoughts conquered Jinki's mind, other than focusing on reaching his release and Kibum's. Kibum pierced his teeth painfully on his neck to muffle his scream of release, and Jinki choked out a gasp as he released too, the mindblowing pleasure weaving itself perfectly with the throbbing pain on his neck.
Moments later, medical books on each boy's arms, they encounter the prudish librarian again so Jinki can borrow the books. The elderly woman is blushing hard in embarrassment, trying her hardest to look disapproving but failing miserably. Jinki is no better; his ears turn so red as the chagrin of doing such activities in a public place catches up to him.
Kim Kibum simply intertwines an arm around Jinki's, a triumphant smile flirting on his lips.
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Lee Jinki, aged 32.
Lee Jinki, a professional doctor with a gentle smile, lost his sex life at this age.
Lee Jinki finally married his childhood sweetheart, Kim Kibum, and Jinki recalls the sweet memories of their sweet - horrible, at the time - first kiss at the tender age of eight, their loss of virginity eight years later, and finally getting married after Jinki finished medical school.
Seven years' marriage, both with a successful career, he as a doctor and Kibum as a fashion designer, Jinki had the perfect life. He was happy - more than happy, and he was utterly content.
Until their son arrived, and Jinki's sex life went down the drain.
It's been two months, Jinki thinks in despair. Two whole months of no sex. He remembered the first blissful years of his marriage where Jinki would go home to Kibum's lovely surprises and he could forget about the stress at work, leaving himself to Kibum's hands.
Then Kibum starts wanting a child, saying his biological clock was beginning to tick, and Jinki had no problem with children, in fact, he quite liked them. So they adopted a child (men can't be pregnant, after all), and little Taemin entered their lives like a ray of sunshine. Jinki assumed this wouldn't affect their lives overly much, but alas, it wasn't to be.
Little Taemin wasn't a handful, not really. But Kibum was determined to be the best umma in Korea, or even the whole world, and dedicated his wholehearted attention to their eight-year-old, otherwise completely forgetting Jinki's existence.
Gone was the sexy surprises and sweet greetings; the most Jinki got was a hot meal when he got home. A hot meal he had to microwave.
Perhaps it was sheer frustration, perhaps it was stress, but Jinki finally snaps one day.
Little Taemin was playing in the living room, Umma Kibum was cooking lunch, and Appa Jinki was reading the newspaper. A perfect snapshot of a happy family.
Until Jinki stands, pulls Kibum and lifts him onto the kitchen counter, tugging off his jeans.
Kibum inevitably struggles. "Jinki, are you insane? Taemin's right behind us!"
This situation seemed familiar; perhaps it was a replay of the situation eight years ago where Jinki suffered the same fate, except his was a public place and their audience was a prudish librarian, while this was their house and their audience was their eight-year-old, completely oblivious, son.
Perhaps being with Kibum this long was beginning to affect Jinki's judgement. And right now, Jinki didn't care.
He simply smiles, ripping Kibum's pants off and sealing any other protests with his lips.
He begins to thrust, shuddering in ecstasy at the long-lost feeling of pleasure, hissing with pain as Kibum rakes his nails across his back. The cooking stew is overflowing, the glasses on the shelf were tinkling musically to match his thrusts, and Jinki conveniently forgets his surroundings, including their eight-year-old who was solemnly observing his parents.
Kibum screams out his release, tightening around Jinki, who follows suit. They gasp and inhale for breath together, and Kibum himself can't deny that he had missed this.
Then the gravity of their surroundings come back and smack them in the face. Burning stew. Overcooked vegetables. And - good God - Taemin.
A throbbing head later - where Kibum had smacked him angrily - Jinki plays with their son, who honestly didn't understand what his parents were doing, which Jinki was more than grateful for.
But at Taemin's nap time a few hours later, Kibum drags him to their bedroom, and Jinki gets his sex life back.
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Lee Jinki, aged 40.
"Are you sure...?"
"Of course I am, my parents do it all the time."
"Maybe we shouldn't really be doing this..."
"C'mon, they're not going to be home for another few hours."
"Okay, then--"
"Taeminnie, we're home! Where are you?"
Taemin's eyes grew impossibly wide, and he scrambled off his boyfriend's lap, but didn't have enough time to grab his clothes before his bedroom door slammed open to reveal his umma.
"Taemin? Oh my God!" Chaos ensues.
"I'm going to kill that kid--"
"Umma! Appa, do something!"
Lee Jinki, a doting father with a wise smile, lost his mind at this age.
"Kibum, calm down--"
"I will not calm down!" Kim Kibum's anger was at its full glory, completely directed at their teenage son, who was at the verge of crying at having his boyfriend thrown out.
Jinki held his hands up in a calming stance. "Minho's a very nice boy."
Kibum wasn't appeased. "I don't care. Taemin's only sixteen, he's too damn young--"
"Umma! I hate you!"
Jinki doesn't bother reminding Kibum that he had been the same age and Kibum even younger when they lost their virginity, and instead sighs deeply when the two boys he loved the most in his life begin to squabble.
He instead begins to reminisce the past memories, and wonders if all this would even be happening if he hadn't met Kim Kibum in that fateful day in the playground.
Then Kibum rounds on him, obviously wanting his support, and Taemin clings to him, crying. He could have had an utterly peaceful life, free from all this chaos.
But, as Jinki embraces his teenage son and gently soothes Kibum, he realizes, with a smile, that he wouldn't change a damn thing.
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Eter: a nice piece of crack to table nr 69, please ;p
A million and one distractions later, and I finally finish this fic X______X I could have written PWP (porn without plot) BUT this came up and I hope it's okay D: Dedicated to my lovelies, eter_loves_yaoi and rikli - this fail smut is for you, ilu both <3
On a random note, OMG I still remember my multiplication table! LULZ.
Comments are loved <333
Pairing: OnKey, with random 2min
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Crack
Summary: Lee Jinki's life multiplied by eight.
Notes: Dedicated to my lovelies, eter_loves_yaoi and rikli. Finally made your smut ;p
Lee Jinki, aged 8.
Lee Jinki, a small boy with a sweet smile, lost his first kiss at this tender age.
It would've been nice if it had been a pretty little girl wearing a white dress with soft, curly hair bunched up in pigtails, as this had been Jinki's ideal girl, but alas, it wasn't to be.
Since Jinki lost his very first kiss to a boy.
"You!"
This arrogant shout had been delivered from across the playground to Jinki, who had been playing on the sandbox. He didn't react, thinking it wasn't him who was being called.
"Yah, I'm talking to you."
Jinki gaped when a small foot made a neat wedge between the bridge he had been forming so lovingly. He looked up angrily at the face of another boy with almond-shaped eyes and slightly-pouted lips.
"You ruined my bridge!" He stood up to tower over the smaller boy, balling his fists and wearing his best glare.
The boy looked unimpressed, even bringing his other foot forward, the sand falling apart beneath it.
Jinki gasped indignantly. "Yah! Say sorry--umph!"
The whole playground, full of screaming kids, went completely and utterly silent when the boy suddenly grabbed Jinki's cheeks and pressed their lips together.
The kiss lasted exactly 4 and a half seconds. Jinki knows; he counted.
Brain effectively fried, he couldn't speak, much less react when the unknown boy finally pulled away, gave him a proud smirk a six-year-old shouldn't be able to pull off, and skipped off while shouting, "Jjong, I win the bet!"
Lee Jinki eventually learns that his first kiss was Kim Kibum, a boy two years younger than him, and that he had been the cruel receiving end of a bet between Kim Kibum and his best friend, Kim Jonghyun.
Lee Jinki becomes a subject of pity in the kindergarten, and Kim Kibum is branded 'gay'.
The following year, Kim Kibum moves to America, and he becomes a distant memory of Jinki's horrible first kiss.
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Lee Jinki, aged 16.
Lee Jinki, a growing adolescent with a charming smile, lost his virginity at this tender age.
Jinki had envisioned his first time to be with a sweet and pretty girl, in which they both lose their virginity together, and it would be beautiful and romantic, but alas, it wasn't to be.
Kim Kibum came back all too soon from America, just as arrogant and audacious as always, and it seemed the eight years he spent in a foreign country also made his previous childish aggressiveness a lot worse.
Jinki isn't entirely sure what the hell he was doing in his bedroom, pinned against his study desk with Kim Kibum wildly kissing him whilst undoing his pants.
The only thing he could think was, Kim Kibum was only fourteen, how could he possibly know how to do this?
But all that flew out the window when Kim Kibum knelt in front of him and took Jinki junior out and did things to it, things like taking it into his mouth and sucking it. A technical term would be fellatio, a vulgar term would be blowjob, another term could be--
Jinki's mind stopped working entirely, and he let out a choked shout when he came. Into Kim Kibum's mouth.
"That was quick." One of Kim Kibum's greatest abilities was the power to make Jinki completely speechless. As smart as he was, second smartest in his school, his brain just stops working when Kim Kibum was in the vicinity.
Possibly because Kim Kibum does things like this to him. Things.
"Yah, fuck me."
Jinki knows he shouldn't, Kim Kibum was a child for goodness' sake, and they were in his house, where Jinki's parents could walk in on any minute, never mind that they were busy entertaining Kibum's parents downstairs and the door was locked anyway--
Then Kim Kibum gives him another mind-blowing kiss, and Lee Jinki wasn't really a rebellious sort, but with Kim Kibum anything seemed possible.
And so Jinki finds himself pushing Kim Kibum on his bed and thrusting his dick inside Kim Kibum's tight hole.
Kim Kibum moans, arching his slender back, and Jinki sees slight tears in his eyes.
"Y-You're a virgin?"
Kim Kibum looks offended, and slaps his chest.
"O-Of course I am!"
Eventually the pain fades, and Jinki is thrusting again and again, and Kim Kibum is moaning loud enough probably even their parents downstairs could have heard him.
A feeling of euphoria starts to tingle all over Jinki's body as he explodes and they scream together - but as they shudder together in the aftermath, Kim Kibum lightly strokes his cheek, and the tingles reach Jinki's heart.
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Lee Jinki, aged 24.
Lee Jinki, a matured adult with a handsome smile, lost his inhibitions at this age.
It was Jinki's final year in medical school, six years of his life dedicated to hardwork and stress to achieve the highest marks, and he really needed to study for the coming exam, but alas, it wasn't to be.
"Jinki, I'm bored."
His boyfriend of eight years (and counting), Kim Kibum, was determined to be a distraction.
Eight years of being together certainly hadn't changed Kim Kibum in any way. They were still polar opposites; Jinki was studious and quiet, Kibum was loud and mischievous. People often asked why they were together, and how they manage to stay together for so long, but Jinki himself doesn't know.
What he does know, is he loves this boy very much. He absently strokes the younger boy's cheek, rubbing the soft skin with the pad of his thumb.
But right now, as much as he loves Kim Kibum, he was very stressed, and he needed to go over his notes for the millionth time because he hadn't quite memorized all the terms, and--
He doesn't notice Kibum's disappearance until he feels fingers lightly undoing his belt buckle. His eyes grow the size of dinner plates, and raps his thighs on the table.
"Kibum, are you insane? This is a public library!"
But Kim Kibum wasn't insane, he was just determined to drive Jinki to insanity. It wasn't long in coming, Jinki thinks faintly as Kibum simply gives him a sexy smile and gives his dick one long lick. Despite Jinki's attempts at trying to control himself, his body wasn't inclined to follow him, reacting to Kibum's ministrations automatically.
The spirit was willing, but the flesh was definitely weak.
And, eventually, even the spirit turned weak. Kibum dragged him to the back of a shelf of medical encyclopedias and began to kiss him voraciously. Jinki's hands moved on their own, undoing the buckle of Kibum's skinny jeans and nearly tearing them in his haste. He then slammed the younger boy on the shelf, lifted one leg up and thrust inside.
The shelf wobbled dangerously at the volume of his thrusts, and their lips molded hungrily at a desperate attempt to muffle their moans of ecstasy. Somewhere within that endless dive of pleasure Jinki saw the prudish librarian investigate the noise, quickly leaving with her face burning in embarrassment at seeing their obvious state of disarray.
After which, no other thoughts conquered Jinki's mind, other than focusing on reaching his release and Kibum's. Kibum pierced his teeth painfully on his neck to muffle his scream of release, and Jinki choked out a gasp as he released too, the mindblowing pleasure weaving itself perfectly with the throbbing pain on his neck.
Moments later, medical books on each boy's arms, they encounter the prudish librarian again so Jinki can borrow the books. The elderly woman is blushing hard in embarrassment, trying her hardest to look disapproving but failing miserably. Jinki is no better; his ears turn so red as the chagrin of doing such activities in a public place catches up to him.
Kim Kibum simply intertwines an arm around Jinki's, a triumphant smile flirting on his lips.
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Lee Jinki, aged 32.
Lee Jinki, a professional doctor with a gentle smile, lost his sex life at this age.
Lee Jinki finally married his childhood sweetheart, Kim Kibum, and Jinki recalls the sweet memories of their sweet - horrible, at the time - first kiss at the tender age of eight, their loss of virginity eight years later, and finally getting married after Jinki finished medical school.
Seven years' marriage, both with a successful career, he as a doctor and Kibum as a fashion designer, Jinki had the perfect life. He was happy - more than happy, and he was utterly content.
Until their son arrived, and Jinki's sex life went down the drain.
It's been two months, Jinki thinks in despair. Two whole months of no sex. He remembered the first blissful years of his marriage where Jinki would go home to Kibum's lovely surprises and he could forget about the stress at work, leaving himself to Kibum's hands.
Then Kibum starts wanting a child, saying his biological clock was beginning to tick, and Jinki had no problem with children, in fact, he quite liked them. So they adopted a child (men can't be pregnant, after all), and little Taemin entered their lives like a ray of sunshine. Jinki assumed this wouldn't affect their lives overly much, but alas, it wasn't to be.
Little Taemin wasn't a handful, not really. But Kibum was determined to be the best umma in Korea, or even the whole world, and dedicated his wholehearted attention to their eight-year-old, otherwise completely forgetting Jinki's existence.
Gone was the sexy surprises and sweet greetings; the most Jinki got was a hot meal when he got home. A hot meal he had to microwave.
Perhaps it was sheer frustration, perhaps it was stress, but Jinki finally snaps one day.
Little Taemin was playing in the living room, Umma Kibum was cooking lunch, and Appa Jinki was reading the newspaper. A perfect snapshot of a happy family.
Until Jinki stands, pulls Kibum and lifts him onto the kitchen counter, tugging off his jeans.
Kibum inevitably struggles. "Jinki, are you insane? Taemin's right behind us!"
This situation seemed familiar; perhaps it was a replay of the situation eight years ago where Jinki suffered the same fate, except his was a public place and their audience was a prudish librarian, while this was their house and their audience was their eight-year-old, completely oblivious, son.
Perhaps being with Kibum this long was beginning to affect Jinki's judgement. And right now, Jinki didn't care.
He simply smiles, ripping Kibum's pants off and sealing any other protests with his lips.
He begins to thrust, shuddering in ecstasy at the long-lost feeling of pleasure, hissing with pain as Kibum rakes his nails across his back. The cooking stew is overflowing, the glasses on the shelf were tinkling musically to match his thrusts, and Jinki conveniently forgets his surroundings, including their eight-year-old who was solemnly observing his parents.
Kibum screams out his release, tightening around Jinki, who follows suit. They gasp and inhale for breath together, and Kibum himself can't deny that he had missed this.
Then the gravity of their surroundings come back and smack them in the face. Burning stew. Overcooked vegetables. And - good God - Taemin.
A throbbing head later - where Kibum had smacked him angrily - Jinki plays with their son, who honestly didn't understand what his parents were doing, which Jinki was more than grateful for.
But at Taemin's nap time a few hours later, Kibum drags him to their bedroom, and Jinki gets his sex life back.
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Lee Jinki, aged 40.
"Are you sure...?"
"Of course I am, my parents do it all the time."
"Maybe we shouldn't really be doing this..."
"C'mon, they're not going to be home for another few hours."
"Okay, then--"
"Taeminnie, we're home! Where are you?"
Taemin's eyes grew impossibly wide, and he scrambled off his boyfriend's lap, but didn't have enough time to grab his clothes before his bedroom door slammed open to reveal his umma.
"Taemin? Oh my God!" Chaos ensues.
"I'm going to kill that kid--"
"Umma! Appa, do something!"
Lee Jinki, a doting father with a wise smile, lost his mind at this age.
"Kibum, calm down--"
"I will not calm down!" Kim Kibum's anger was at its full glory, completely directed at their teenage son, who was at the verge of crying at having his boyfriend thrown out.
Jinki held his hands up in a calming stance. "Minho's a very nice boy."
Kibum wasn't appeased. "I don't care. Taemin's only sixteen, he's too damn young--"
"Umma! I hate you!"
Jinki doesn't bother reminding Kibum that he had been the same age and Kibum even younger when they lost their virginity, and instead sighs deeply when the two boys he loved the most in his life begin to squabble.
He instead begins to reminisce the past memories, and wonders if all this would even be happening if he hadn't met Kim Kibum in that fateful day in the playground.
Then Kibum rounds on him, obviously wanting his support, and Taemin clings to him, crying. He could have had an utterly peaceful life, free from all this chaos.
But, as Jinki embraces his teenage son and gently soothes Kibum, he realizes, with a smile, that he wouldn't change a damn thing.
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Eter: a nice piece of crack to table nr 69, please ;p
A million and one distractions later, and I finally finish this fic X______X I could have written PWP (porn without plot) BUT this came up and I hope it's okay D: Dedicated to my lovelies, eter_loves_yaoi and rikli - this fail smut is for you, ilu both <3
On a random note, OMG I still remember my multiplication table! LULZ.
Comments are loved <333