─ slow

need talk more need points more

give me ura

Sits

if they’d like me

grips them again

rubs forehead
back in here

yawns and sits here.

@wriothesley. slips your handcuffs off of the hook to put on your wrist
now i won't lose you

tanghulu? we can get that. anything you want.
he said, nodding. his eyes soften as he watches wanning rests himself on jumin. having wanning's presence around really makes jumins chest tingles.
he gently caresses the cultivators hair, about to hum when wanning suddenly pulls himself away, making jumin gasps.
what? oh. hmm.. i also don't know. i'm not familiar with street..uhh foods. but, if you want it. we can try them out.
he smiles, his heart bounces a bit as he witnesses the other's adorable gesture. jumin also wonders what kind of honeycomb treat he was talking about, he doesn't have much knowledge when it comes to food nor anything other than work, if being honest. jumin thought that perhaps he should start learning everything just to have answers when wanning do asks.
you're right. then i'll just keep my eyes and continue to look at you.. and just you.
he chuckles, caressing the other person's cheeks. jumin lets out a silent sigh as he stops himself from wanting to just lean in and give the other a kiss.

we should go and.. you don't have to bring any money. i'll buy it for you.

i’m a bit late but i’m here

did i miss him,,

my love

holds a hand out

offers dilucs

slumps down in here

!! perfect then! when- should we go and get one? should i bring some money?

mmh-
he smiles, amused at the notion before he rested his forehead upon jumin's shoulder in thought.
i... i want tanghulu... and sweets--
he admits, his voice quiet before his eyes widened and he pulled away.
jumin, when i was heading to your home, i couldn't help but notice street vendors selling what looked like a honeycomb treat? and it had the most wonderful sound while little children would poke at the designs with a little stick. what- what are they? are they sweet?
wanning's brows furrowed, biting back his rather childish question of "can i try some?" worried that he'd come off as rude as he peers his own to meet jumin's.
... no. i dont want your eyes, jumin... i- i want you to keep looking at me... and you can't do that without- without your eyes...

i'd love to. we can get you the same type as mine. we'll be matching!

if.. if you don't want to.. i don't mind.. i just wanted to go out with you.
he lets out a silent sigh as he awaits your response, his lips slowly shifting into a small frown, his fingers twirling wanning's hair.
oh.. then you're fine with snacks? ah.. i haven't thought pass this point- i thought you wouldn't agree. is there anything you're craving for? or something you want to try having?
he asked, scratching his cheeks with his finger. his face brightened up, the frown on his mouth turning right back up into a smile.
that's not what i see. you are beautiful, a lot more than the other people there is. should i lend you my eyes, then?

... can you take me, jumin? to get a phone?

he blinked, the thoughts of snacks wasn't too bad as he thought about it. the only thing that had wanning hesitating was the potential of spoiling his appetite... but there was also the thought of snacks. lips pressed together into a thin line, wanning's brows furrowed in thought once more before he nodded.
snacks- sound delicious. what kind of snacks are you thinking of, jumin?
but- i- will have to disagree with you. i'm not nearly as beautiful as others.
he mumbles against jumin's skin.

there are shopping malls around, or some technology shops we can go to.

not hungry too? hmm..
jumin taps on his chin, thinking for a few seconds before softly gasping as an idea strikes onto him.
perhaps we could just get some light foods.. for us to snack on.
he suggested, smiling, his eyes focused on the other, waiting for him to agree on his proposal.
then, i'll help you get used to it. afterall, you really are beautiful.
he said, chuckling softly as wanning buries himself in his neck. lightly patting and caressing the other's head.

chin lifted up to look up at jumin, his gold eyes lingered upon jumin's own stormy greys as his eyes drifted off to the side.
i... i am not hungy yet- but we can eat together... i'd like that-
he says softly, gnawing at the inside of his cheek as he then moves inside to bury his face into jumin's neck.
i am not used to being called beautiful, jumin...

... where- where can i get a phone-?

you should..

slowly shakes his head.
his fingers paused as he backed off a bit. tilting his head to the side and gently lifting wanning's chin up before he continued playing with his hair.
no, not really. are you? we can eat together if you want.
his cheeks redden as well, seeing wanning's expression, although confused as to why.
i am not..

... i should... get a phone...

ah.. you're not hungry yet?
he frowns, his bottom lip jutting out a bit at the thought--suddenly too focused on how jumin's fingers began to slide up and along his back. his mind focused on the way he caressed and curled his strands of long hair in between jumin's fingers. his heart pounding against his chest.
do not tease me...
he mumbles, his voice quiet as he glances off to the side to hide the flush of heat upon his cheeks.