Sure sure, y’know what can make this easier? Knowing what we’re going to be doing—
We can make it simple and go for a drink, I think … especially if it gets late.
Yours is… still a mess, I take it…
*He’d meant to say that with an edge of irritation but hearing himself, and finding it absent…
Sang-wu hesitates before finding the dresser to be a safer distraction.*
*This view was something that intrigued Man-shik, *
Of course anything.
*he wanted to reach for him, but Man-shik knew that would make him uneasy since… well it wasn't ‘private’ enough even in Sang-wu's own home.*
Mhm… Or… do you want to go to Seojun's place?
(⠀Even then, he lets himself be moved by warm palms to stare back, squinted eyes careful and fidgety as to where to land.⠀)
Don’t act clueless, now.
(⠀A scowl forming as he speaks, as if it were an insult to ask.⠀)
…Or, do you just prefer it this way?
(⠀A small, sharp noise from Sang-wu’s clicking tongue at those buttery words—
because of course, the other man could understand his silence, and still want more…⠀)
Help me understand.
( Palms slid down Sang-wu’s cheek to cup his jaw, giving a subtle tilt to his head in order to keep his eyes on him. )
How is it I see you?
*He’s slow in his approach— standing at the edge of the bed quietly, drawn in by the sound of the other’s voice…*
You’re fine with anything?
*Mockery paints his tone— before a breath passes, and Sang-wu has to look away from the man below him.*
…I have to grab my things.
*his back resting against the mattress, closing his eyes for just a moment when Sang-wu spoke*
What do you want to do? We can do all kinds of things… but I'm fine with whichever, as long as you stay over for the night.