Yangyang - Ariel

                                    

                                          
You huffed, trying to tame Yangyang's ratty orange wig, "Did they really drag this thing from the ocean? Because good god it's a mess." 
                          
Yangyang scoffed, his hands going to your hair mimicking your motions, "As if your hair is any better." His fingers caught on a particularly gross knot, "I mean come on Y/n what got trapped in here? Is this where missing children go?" 
                          
You couldn't help but glare and smack his chest, except this time it wasn't his usual flat muscle that you hit. Instead your hand bounced off something plushy, glancing down your frown increased, "How come your boobs are bigger than mine, what's the need for this double D cup?"
                          
You couldn't help but lightly squeeze his voluptuous chest, your frown wiped away as giggles fell helplessly from your mouth. 
                          
"Are they? Here let me feel yours, we can compare." Yangyangs hands were already flying from your hair, as you crossed your arms over your chest protectively, hopping back from him.
                          
"HEy! No way is that happening," Yours hands flew up accusingly, pointing at him. "You're a baby!" 
                          
As if proving your point Yangyang lightly stomped his feet, impersonating an enraged three year old, "I'm no baby, I'm twenty-one Y/n." 
                          
You shook your head, trying to rid the smile that was taking over your face, "In your dreams Yangyang." 
                          
He giggled, a mischievous smirk making its way to his face, "You're always in my dreams."
                          
You cringed, your face scrunching up. His high pitched laugh grew, as he stepped closer to you with his arms spread open looking for an embrace. 
                          
For each step he took forward you took one back, "Whatcha doing Y/n, we're friends," 
                          
"Friends don't want to feel each others boobs." You squeaked, dodging as he tried to wrap his arms around you.
                          
"You felt mine first! I'm just trying to make things equal!" 
                          
Your legs bumped the couch causing you to lose balance and fall back, landing sprawled out on the couch cushions. You threw your head back on to the cushions laughing as you watched Yangyang jump landing beside you. 
                          
The two of you sat laughing, Yangyang's wig had landed on your face but you didn't move to take it off, too busy trying to stifle your giggles. As you calmed down you felt delicate hands brushing the wig from your view, "You know," Yangyang said as if his mouth was working faster than his brain, "I could always be your baby." 
                          
You blushed, pushing yourself up to your elbows. You glanced down at him, his head turning to meet your eyes from where he lay. You cocked an eyebrow wondering what he was getting at. Of course, your heart was pounding in you ears, your palms growing a slick sheen as your brain went into anticipation mode, imaging him feeling the same way he felt for you as you did him. 
                          
"But first, " He said his hand coming up to reach for you. "I"d have to check how big they really are." 
                          
You huffed, jumping to your feet and running to find Lucas for protection.
                          
"Y/N I'm just making sure you can compete with these babies!" He shouted running after you. "I don't want you to be jealous! That's not how you build a relationship."