Suga With Bandana Novels & Stories

She also noticed that Yohan didn't mention her or make an effort to talk to her. When Sara arrived at the music class after a month, she was taken aback to see Yohan already there, engaged in a phone conversation. His unannounced arrival surprised her, as he hadn't informed her or Noah about his return. Yohan appeared striking, clad in a crisp white shirt and sleek black pants. He held his blazer in one arm while casually sliding his hand into his pocket. Sporting black sunglasses, he'd rolled up his sleeves, revealing a massive tattoo adorning his right arm. As he noticed her, he promptly ended the phone call, slipping both hands back into his pockets, radiating an undeniable aura of style

I don't know why I'm looking for that, it's not as if I wanted to see that. He also wore black slacks and leather shoes and did not have a watch. But I noticed that he also had a silver bracelet like older brother Sage so I looked around at the other band members and realized they had the same bracelet. When I looked back at her, her hair was tangled in the force of the wind. He hovered over it once with his long fingers while looking straight at my tattoo band before moving it to my face. On the other shoulder he hung the bag, and in that same hand he held his own aviator.

They both looked infront waiting for him to speak. “Ah~ Ah~” He cleared his throat, then continued to speak. “Uh… good evening everyone!” “Brands???” The two girls both looked at each other and exclaimed. “We’re so sorry to announce that SugaRush couldn’t perform here tonight. Uh… so we’ll just be the one who’s gonna perform. We hope that you’ll still enjoy this song.” The crowd started to shout “BOO!” But then, the band started to play SugaRush’s song, Hero. When Brandon started to sing, everyone literally stopped. They all enjoyed hearing him sing the song and it was only the first lines.

She was sure he’d been in some popular eighties band at one time. Dramamine turned to look at Hair Band Hasbeen and sighed remorsefully. “We made it this far, at least.” “I think I must be dreaming,” Reagan said. Dramamine’s hair definitely looked like something out of a bizarre dream sequence. How did he get it to stay sticking straight out to one side like that? And who thought the burgundy and green stripes through his jagged-cut bangs were a good idea? “How often does a mega-famous, amazing band like Exodus End let unknowns audition for their group?” Reagan continued.

Hope used a low husky voice and asked, "Who is your wife? Huh? I think it's time for your punishment kitten" By hearing Hope, Suga's smile fade away instantly, it was replaced with little fear and more excitement. I always thought Suga is top in their relationship but I guess wrong. Hope look more scary than normal. RIP Suga's ass. Kai pulled me so I followed him to walk inside the house. Whole house is empty. Her Jasmine scent intensified when we reached dining room. We hear a soft melody from the audio player and her sweet voice humming along with the song. We both peeked in and stiffen at what we saw.

My breathing became a bit erratic as I fought against the need to kiss him. "Hello 220!" Josh yelled into the mic as the music died down. 220 was the name of the club. "Are you ready to rock?" His bandmates came out, all boys. One had long hair that covered most of his face, sweeped to the side. The other had shaggy hair with a beanie on top. They were both pretty to look at. The drummer, beanie guy, had a tattoo on his hand of a little ghost dude that seemed to dance when he drummed. Hair for face guy was tall and very skinny, made me think of the bass he was playing.

The crowd of hysterical girls in front, held back only by a cordon of CAT cadets from junior high, are screaming the names of DMG members: “Cyber! Reggie! Jared! Sonic! Neo!” Seemingly from out of nowhere, they’ve whipped out banners and signs. Instead of the usual glow-in-the-dark Korean lettering for an evening K-pop concert, there’s a slew of English ones interspersed with the name of a particular artist or of the whole band.

And he’s in a fantastic band, so he must be where Leo gets all their fabulous genes. So the three of us are headed to Enigma. Not an easy task to make our way through the crowds of the pride festival. I’ve got my hand tightly in Leo’s so I don’t lose them in the crowd. Plus, I want them close. I know how hot they look in their bubble gum pink and black checkered cross-back dress with black leggings and combat boots that show off how perfect their body is. And while my mark is on their neck, it doesn’t mean a thing to the humans we are passing. “Where’s Sage?” Leo questioned, pulling me to a stop.

he said. "Really? Who does he look like?" "Just some british explorer who looks like he's from Tarzan." "Tarzan?" Nuying bemused. "British explorer?" Kazuha repeated. "It's just a disguise. Apparently, deities like to cosplay." Kurai shrugged. "You brought us here because you're curious?" Nuying asked. "I couldn't find Ponytail and Bandana anywhere so I want to ask you." "They've been training so it's no surprise." Kazuha said.

That’s when I remembered something that I wanted to talk to him about. “That reminds me. The shells are nice for inside here, but we need something for my people to know that these people are on our side from afar. A bandana, a certain color shirt, something that’s noticeable from afar but not noticeable in here. I know it’s confusing and I’m not making sense right now. Sorry, but my head is still throbbing from my apparently realm jumping.” I blabbered out.