⁎ 7th floor

@yunho j. his lover's words only make hongjoong tip his head back with a fit of laughter as he loops his arms around the male's neck. "if you were in my shoes, wouldn't you feel the same? some stranger, given the fact that he's insanely hot, somehow knew where to find you despite not knowing your name or a single thing about you? i'm sure at some point you'd think someone was stalking you as well." hongjoong emits a thoughtful hum and looks down at his pinky with clear interest. "maybe we can't see it but i'm sure it's there."

at first, the hybrid was a little confused with the hand pressing into his chest, bringing him out of his reverie as he was drowning in everything that yunho is. however, he lets himself get pushed gently down on to the bed until his back meets the sheets, hands reaching up to run up yunho's arms, over his shoulders before gently cupping his jaw between his palms.

@hongjoong k. • ᵉᵘʳᵃˢᶦᵃⁿ ʷᵒˡᶠ 'Nothing like hearing your boyfriend thinking you're a creepy stalker,' he mumbled, clearly only teasing him, 'you know I'll always fine you, love. I'll always look for you unless you tell me you want to leave.' Yunho got lost in the soft look that etched into the hybrid's orbs, feeling his heart clench at the idea it ever losing him- that alone caused the smallest of frowns to form over his tiers. 'I suppose you wouldn't be far off, Joong.'

Yunho let himself get lost in the kiss before he was reminded of the small height problem, probably causing a slight strain for his lover. Reaching passed him to rest his hand on the bed, he used the free one to press against the smaller's chest, gingerly guiding him to lay back. The human never once let the kiss break, pouring his heart into each movement of their tiers.

@yunho j. "always found me," he whispers softly with nothing but pure adoration and love laced on the tip of his tongue. "always knew where to go until you stood in front of me. at first, i thought you were some creep stalking me which made me run away even more. but you eventually began showing me a softer side and i realized there's more to you than what i could see.." hongjoong's eyes softened even more. "i'm beginning to think we have a red string attached to our pinkies, babe."

with a soft hum of content, he reaches up to cup yunho's face between his palms, using gentle hands to ease the male even closer while shifting his own body towards the edge of the bed. even on the bed and being elevated a few inches higher, he still wasn't able to properly reach the taller male without having to tilt his head up.

@hongjoong k. • ᵉᵘʳᵃˢᶦᵃⁿ ʷᵒˡᶠ 'That's really good to hear or else this would be incredibly awkward,' he teased, fingertips brushing over the Male's cheeks, enjoying the color his words brought to them. Yunho nodded slowly but a hum of acknowledgment, 'See? That's why I said I wouldn't. You know I'd never do anything to you like that that you didn't like unless I knew for a fact you needed it.. you're still a patient, after all.' The taller just smiled, thinking over the countless times he'd tracked the wolf down on his own, knowing anyone else who'd go after him wouldn't succeed- he always took pride in such. 'I did.. what can I say..? My heart just always knew exactly where to find you.'

He was on cloud nine the moment their lips met, plush tiers moving with ease together; nothing in Yunho's life had ever made more sense than being with the latter. He never knew true love until the day his eyes landed on him and that showed through the kiss, the ginger touch- his love bled through so easily.

@yunho j. A small smile begins to tug at his lips. "I missed getting spooned by you too, and all of that as well.. I just missed /you/. All of you." Upon looking up and seeing that gaze that was being pointed at him, Hongjoong's cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink as he grows more timid. The way Yunho always looked at him, like he hung the stars, always made him weak at the heart. Scrunching his nose is distaste, he scowls up at the male in front of him, "Injections? Hell, no-- babe, I wouldn't let you near me if you had a needle in your hand. You know how much I hate those damn things. It was torture enough going through that when I first got admitted here..." Even at those small, but horrific memories of being stabbed by needles to be sedated, a slow smile appears on his lips. "You remember how much I hated it here when you first brought me here? I kept running away.. but you always seemed to find me, didn't you?"

Hongjoong blinks dumbly as the bag was taken away from him and instead casted aside, making his eyebrows bunch together in confusion. When he looks up, he's about to ask why when he gets the message; the thumb brushing up against his ear was enough. He lets out a hitched little gasp at the contact and melts easily, teeth digging into his bottom lip before he parts them just slightly to return the kiss.

@hongjoong k. • ᵉᵘʳᵃˢᶦᵃⁿ ʷᵒˡᶠ 'Mm, I did,' he sighed deeply, 'missed spooning you, touching you, kissing you.. waking up next to you.. loving you.' The last part came out quieter than he expected, breathy almost as he took a second to look at his small lover with the softest gaze possible, full of nothing but fondness. Yunho frowned at the words, wishing there was something he could do for him; 'The only other thing I can offer are injections, beautiful.. and I highly doubt you want me shoving you full of needles all the time at night. I suppose now you can sleep well since I'm home.'

Peering down at the wolf as he settled on his knees, the plucked up the bag to set it aside for the time being. 'I spoil you because I love you and want you to know how much I think of you while I'm gone,' he muttered, reaching out to push his hand through the wolf's hair, thumb rubbing gently at the base of one ear, 'but.. the gift can wait for now.' Without another word, he dipped down to press a kiss to his lips; a slow, loving pace set automatically.

@yunho j. The hybrid fixes him with a deadpan, unamused stare. "Of course it is. Don't act as if you didn't miss spooning me in bed." He retorts with a small grin. Hongjoong unconsciously tip his head to the hand that's running through his hair, an appreciate hum rumbling deep in his throat; for a wolf, he sure as hell 'purrs' a lot. "I've been /trying/, babe, I promise. I even resorted to that sleeping aid you gave me when I first came here." He sighs, "It works one time, then it doesn't the next. It's an on/off cycle. I can only /sleep/ sleep when.. when you're beside me. I've grown too accustomed to you that it's just weird when you're not there.. My subconscious can feel the difference."

Hongjoong emits a noise of surprise as he's carried out of the bathroom. He must not have noticed that he had been picked up off of his feet until now. A deep scarlet hue spreads across his cheeks, though he doesn't protest about it, and sinks into his warmth before he was placed on to the bed; where he knees upon the mattress in front of Yunho with curious, sapphire orbs. "You did? Really? Goodness, you spoil me too much, Yunho-- you know you don't have to get me something every time you leave."

@hongjoong k. • ᵉᵘʳᵃˢᶦᵃⁿ ʷᵒˡᶠ 'Is it?' He mused as if he didn't entirely understand how much the latter missed him; like he didn't understand just how horrible it felt to be away him. Yunho brought a hand around to push through the older's hair, eliciting a low hum, 'Baby, it's been three weeks.. Tell me you've been getting at least a moderate amount of sleep?' His eyes flickered with concern, smile slowly fading into a soft frown. It wasn't like he'd gotten any better amount of sleep being away but he didn't sleep too well in unfamiliar places regardless, always tossing and turning. He needed things to be perfect; to have a place and to be in order, it needed to be familiar. Hongjoong had become part of that comforting familiarity that he craved when he hid away when night came, so to not have him meant discomfort.

Reaching to flick the bathroom light off, he decided the towel could wait until the sun rose in a handful of hours, and carried the wolf out to gently set him down on the bed. 'I got you something,' he announced, like it wasn't a common occurrence for him to bring little things back for him when he went away. Whether he went to another town down the road or to another country, he always made sure to bring back objects to show he always thought of him.