Damn You, Lee Joon

You only debuted a week ago and I'm already cursing your name. That isn't right, love. I shouldn't be cursing your name for at least another month, two at the most.

But Joon baby, you're so fantastically cocky, I cannot help but love you/want to submit to you. And I can't submit to you, because Master GD would be none too pleased with that. He's already a little ticked that you've become a top student in the G-Dragon School of Cocky-Korean-Idols, he's not going to like you having the teeniest ounce of control over me.

What I love the most about you isn't your cockiness, though. Really, it isn't.

No, I love the fact that you flaunt your abs like it's no big deal.

Oh, but it is a big deal. Some might say that the abs aren't packed like King of Foreplay or Eight Pack Abs Jay, but your abs are quite impressive nonetheless. Especially when you slither and move your body suggestively, in a way that makes me lose my freaking mind and wish I was in Korea, in that audience, so I could just drag you off stage to the nearest supply closet.

And I especially love it when you smirk.

That cocky-as-all-hell grin looks entirely too familiar to me. Joonie, my promise to you is that I will try to not have a love-hate relationship with you like I do with Master GD. But in the event that it does happen, be forewarned that you will totally go into the Back-up Boy category. I don't want to hear any bitching about it from you. Act a little less cocky during performances and you could potentially be Purely Animalistic or even Be My Boyfriend.

But behind closed doors, just the two of us, you can act as cocky as you want, boo.

TKPA