"Well, what do you think?"

"Um." Connie didn't say anything as she looked at the person in front of her.

"Tricia, thoughts?"

Connie turned to her (best) female friend, only to see her jaw dropped and glasses fogged.

"Hhhmmmm." Patricia hummed, looking him up and down before chuckling faithfully. The ideas running through her mind, very apparent to Connie. 

"Ni?"

"Yes!"  Connie piped up at the voice, his voice... Their voice. Her nerves, popping like fireworks by their sound. 'I can get used to that deep savory tone…' her eyes looked towards his- their lips, ' Definitely from those big full lips...No, no stop those thoughts.' Connie shook her head as she looked at him...Them again; her eyes trailing down his body.

' Easier said than done.'

That light coffee complexion, the umber almond-shaped eyes with a thick, faded curly mohawk, Snub-Nubiann nose, thin beard faded.

Looking below the neck at his surprising round and robust torso and arms, which now bore a blue hoodie turned crop top, and a pink jacket turned vest, feeling her face burn maroon at how...Ripped? Jacked?

"Yum." She heard Patricia whisper beside her, glance at her from the corner of her eye, turning back to the towering person in front of them. 

'Yum works.' She thought as her sight dropped lower to the jeans and sweatpants that now were a tight dual shorts combo that adorned their thick broad...legs(four of them, two legs a hip) and…

"Boss Berry, Tricia...You girls ok..?"

Both college women looked up at the smiling man, a sweet Steven-y smile.

 "You're gazing like you haven't eaten or drank anything all month." 

Both girls opened her mouth, their blushes became even brighter, crossing their face ultimately as their eyes widen, and their pupils shrunk in both embarrassment and sentiments as the fusion smile became a smirk

A very Daniel-like smirk.

"Want Steniel to ease your famished hearts, Ladies?"

'As if they weren't attractive and flirtatious enough singly!!! ' The duo looked at the wolf grin of the fusion of their significant others. 

"Shall we go hit up that smorgasbord at Linchpin park?" He offered them each a powerful arm, his grin still wolfish and eyes still mesmerizing—radiating the gentle sweetness of Steven and the magnetic confidence of Danny

'And all their irresistible durability.'  They thought, feeling the tingle run down their nerves and hoping not to have a heart attack, they took his arms, knowing that this was gonna be a very interesting hangout.