hi. I'm author san. and this is my first attempt of writing a short story. And fluff.

I'm new in the cute fluffy community. I recently just borrowed holy water from my fellow fluffy writers and well, here I am.

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arigatou 💕

p.s\=English isn't my first language so please understand

👋hi hi I'm Alexander Jones. Age 22. African-American(inherited my momma's skin tone,eye color,face, figure,hands, lips,ears,b*tt, cute button nose, and my stupid height 5"8 and inherited my father's.....hmm what did I inherit-oh yeah my father's gender;male) , yet one would say I carry a bit of asian genes in me cause of my body's dainty-ness and my cross between monolid, double hooded and almond shaped eyes. yeeeaaahhhh my family made it a point to have mixed genes in our family. I have dark -almost caramel skin, black hair, beautiful onyx black eyes AND pretty much trying to decide if I am bisexual or gay though most- heck all of my family strongly believe I'm the latter [I mean seriously 💅🏼 I could even be pansexual how bout that]

(it's not my fault I have a feminine figure and almost feminine face to the point where if I were to wear a dress people can think I'm a woman, and I also have a somewhat plump almost bubble b*tt! I mean seriously! I don't know how it got there when I don't and didn't work for it!! I'm so lazy and eat like a pig! I mean for God's sake I should be round like a freaking tomatoe by now but alas, my metabolism just had to be high)

back to the main topic. my name is Alexander Jones and I am currently on my way to Korea from America. why am I going there you might ask? well I'm going to see my grandma, grandpa and cousins; they're twins by the way. it's been so long.... well that and the fact that my mom is the one that told me I should leave the house and go out more [I bet she didn't expect me to skip a few countries over 😆 ha] Besides, it's not like I don't work, I do actually, and my life's going great. I'm an architect and have designed and helped aid the build of some pretty amazing houses, homes, villa's, three mansions and two famous buildings;the xxbuilding and great yybuilding. yeah, pretty amazing, I know. I just like laying low (meaning I don't flaunt my money and rarely attend fancy parties) not draw attention to myself (like for instance, I don't wear fancy suits and designer clothes and don't live in a fancy mansion.just a homely three bedroom house as I like to call it) and do some if not most of my work from home.

Anyway, the plane's landed and in on my way out the airport and booking an Uber for myself.

why didn't anyone come to collect me you might ask? well, I didn't tell them. I wanted it to be a surprise. so unless grangran has moved to a different place, I can navigate my way around this part of Korea, to her house then her kitchen. I still know the parts and languages of Korea like the back of my.... phone.I used to come over often when I was younger especially on the holidays till I think when I was 18; when my work shït was at it's peak and stacked high up my table for me.

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soooooooooo~

I'm standing outside gamgam's dooorrr~

aaaaanndd they've gone out for brunch. I think. Damnit. maybe I should'a called. luckily they didn't move for I see my cousin Lola's van.

so. now it's the waiting gam- oh forget that. they're back. It was when the car was pulling up when My cousin Rosa was the first to see me and jumped out of A MOVING VEHICLE!

"Alex! 💕🤩" "Rosa!🤦🏽‍♂️💢!" she yelled as I yelled back whilst she was running towards me at full speed with her big Bossom bouncing as though it's a goddamn basketball.

"😆OH MY GOD YOU'RE BACK!!" she yells as she smothers me in her watermelons. "🙄oh my god, you jumped out a moving vehicle. Again 🤦🏽‍♂️" I say as I manage to get free of her suffocation tactic. "hey. 😽 you gotta be a risk taker if you decide to live longer on this earth you know" she proudly states. "..... you got fired again didn't you?" that shattered and burnt down the confidence she earlier showed. "🙍🏻‍♀️😖it wasn't my fault I swear! He deserved it. My boss was the one feeling me up! I just used self defense!" Rosa argued "ICU or ER" I asked "what?" "did you put him in the ICU or ER?" I clarified and she meekly dropped her head whilst muttering an inaudible but loud enough 'ER' "*sigh* Rosa-" but I was cut off by strong slightly muscular arms pull me in a lift-hug. one big Bossom into another big Bossom. mind you, I'm 5"8 they're 6" flat so my face is the one that gets thrown smack dab into them. That's my life now.

"baby cuz!" exclaimed my other cousin Lola as she too smothered me in her big Bossom -i mean seriously, why the hell are they so big. don't get me wrong, my cousins are great, not only body wise mind you.

my cousins Rosa and Lola are half Mexican and half Korean ( I did say my family liked to keep up and maintain the 'mixed gene' rule. Yeah. weird. I know.)

anyway. Rosa is a sort of doll ya know. dark brown hair, Hazel eyed light skinned cutie with the freckles all cute and cuddly, with the curves, and with the Bossom and bottom going on there, one would say her body is a perfect combination of Kim Kardashian and Nicky Minaj. but don't let that fool you. what she doesn't make up in a singing voice, she makes up in sheer, unnoticeable muscle. she can put a full grown born-in-the-gym man in the Emergency Room should he piss her off in some way. scary bítch.

Then there's Lola..... Lola Lola Lola......don't let the name fool you. she's definitely not all cute and cuddly like a bunny. No. she's the absolute opposite. the woman reeks of authority, her muscles are barely noticeable,- but that's the thing! The fact that her muscles are even noticeable at all makes her all the more strong - when I was 16, she nearly killed a guy for calling me a f@ggot! and she was 17! she and Rosa are drop dead gorgeous and identical -even their voices are the same. the only difference is that Rosa is approachable while Lola isn't. but only with the exception of family did she (rarely) show her soft caring side.

"I am not a baby. besides, you guys are just one year older than me" I said matter of fact. then both of them said oh so smugly "as long as we saw the hospital lights and sun before you"

" now now kids, make room for your old geezers to see the young lad" said an all too familiar make voice " grampa" I excitedly shouted as i hugged the old man. "who are you calling geezer you old coot. I'll have you know I'm as young as thirty five" said Grandma as I too hugged her. "but granma, you're sixty five" I said amusedly. "brat. so you finally decided to visit your own family aye" scolded grampa as he pulled my cheeks" I'm showwy" I said as I let him continue his ministrations on my cheeks. "oh leave the boy be Benji he had his own reasons! He does work after all" my grandma scolded grampa before casting a side eye towards Rosa on her last sentence. ha.

Rosa:*mutters* aaiiiii

Lola:*Snickers*

grandma: c'mon now. inside all of you. my boy must be real tired.

"and hungry" I chimed in "and hungry" repeated granma. "girls, help your cousin with his bags." "ah-😅no need grandma I can- " but I was cut off by Rosa and Lola lifting my bags like they weigh nothing (they were DRAG-ABLE suitcases by the way) and saying" nonsense 🤗😏let your strong cousins help you " they said oh so smugly. show offs.

yeah, so to say, if I put it in short:

I went in, an hour later grandpa forced Lola to make dinner cause, why not. she argued. grandpa won the argument(one would even say before it begun). I was reluctant in eating cause I thought it might have food poisoning(it is not beneath lola) but in the end enjoyed the food and had seconds. said goodnight to everyone especially grandma and grandpa before they pull me in for storytime. then went to bed.

"I think I'll visit the park tomorrow afternoon to get away from my grans' " I muttered to myself before falling asleep.

I know you must be wondering why I traveled thousands-no billions of kilometers to this country to visit if I'm going to avoid them. hmhmhmhm... I know 🙃

Soooo~

Yes, so...

yes........ (I feel like I'm forgetting something....)

my morning started with my cousin Rosa screaming 'good morning sleepy bottom ' yes.gay pun intended -what a pleasant way to be woken up by the way don't you think 🙃?

yeahhhhhhh I threw a piggy bank at her. whether it hit her or not, I'll leave it to you guys to find out 😉.thank God it was empty and didn't break. what?, I gotta collect me some 'loose' change from my grans'. and let me tell you, they're not stingy on the change. I mean, aren't all grandparents like that? my man's gotta come prepared 🐖🏦.

I then Dressed to kill-just kidding, I wore an elastic tight black skinny jeans, white snickers and a large black hoodie.

and yes. I resent my body for looking strikingly similar to that of a female

please note# our ML is dark skinned

Next was a heavy breakfast, courtesy of my gammy-ma😘 and a super long chat with my grandpa: Rosa and Lola left halfway through the story so I had to take one for the team and suffer (that's what I'm forgetting! To get away from my grans')

"And so I said -" I rudely but not intentionally interrupt grandpa's 'talk' (screw that! it's almost like a damn lecture!) by slamming my hands on the table with a strangled smile and wanting to announce that 'I want to go to the park' only for it to immediately drop. But unfortunately life had other plans. In the midst of slamming my hands on the table, my bowl accidentally spilled all its good content on grandpa's newspaper....the room went quiet and grandma grandpa look at me. ......"I-"

it was morning ~

this 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 morning~

That I knew, I fkd up.

And quite possibly found the love of my life~

After the fiasco that went down in the dining room and also AFTER apologizing profusely and begging that I didn't mean for that to happen, I left my grandparents home with a swollen ear and slightly painful bum; courtesy of my Grandma(of course even after apologizing I didn't leave unscathed). Yes. You see, in this household, my grandparents still believe in corporal punishment in life.

No matter how old you are 😑😓

The treck to the park was slightly painful due to the incident that happened, but as I reached I couldn't help but admire the place. It was still so beautiful as it was years ago. As I was walking through the path going further into the park I couldn't help but see an ice cream stand/truck. I couldn't believe they still had those! So I, unnoticeable by the people, rushed to the ice cream truck and purchased my favorite flavor. Vanilla. I don't care what you people say, vanilla is the best and is always going to be the best and don't you forget it! Besides, don't forget that chocolate and caramel ice cream both came from vanilla. All that was done was just to add a bit of flavoring and voilà! oh! don't forget strawberry too. Heck! All types of ice cream are formed over the foundation of vanilla, so I don't want to hear anybody say chocolate ice cream or strawberry ice cream is better than vanilla it's basically vanilla with a ton of food coloring and flavor!

As I was licking my ice cream (in the most manly way mind you) I couldn't help but hear a person yell somewhere in the lines of "Hiiro!!"

As life would have it, tragedy was headed my way.

literally!

I looked up to see the most adorable German shepherd puppy heading my way~

Awe it's not stopping~

Wait.... it's really not stopping..

The HELL!!!

before I knew it,(despite its size) I was tacked to the ground.