➳ hot springs

@⇝ lu han His laughter is soft, and his cheeks are bright, lit up under the moon as a silken kimono of white flutters about his bodice. He looks left, then right, before stepping down the rocky trail, finding his way to the onsen with a special set held in both hands, boxed nice and neat, and his favorite of tea leaves residing in a pouch nestled on his hip. Jimin looks for his newfound friend, wondering just of the consequences that may come from running out so late, and to a place that he may or may not be allowed, but with the proper cautiousness, he should be fine. His breathing is soft as he arrives, the ragged giggles cut off as he looks to and fro for the man with the stars in his eyes.