to quote you-- "all is fair in love and war". quirks a single brow as i glance down at you before releasing a huff of a chuckle, a hand lifting to gently rest against the back of your head once you nudged against my chin. ...no one, i suppose.
now that wouldn’t have been fair, sir. nudges my head forward against your chin, blubbering my lips out briefly, and rests my palm flat against the center of your cheek, leaning into the gentle touch of your hands. of course, who else would have my whole heart, hmph.
the thing that's the bane of your existence. i utter, a teasing inclination in my voice before i released your hand, raising my own shortly after so that i could brush my digits against the warmth of your cheek slowly. just me? me and me alone?
,,, w what’s your ultimate weapon? tugs at your collar with your uttered words, a peak of interest filling my gaze, a faint rose hue welcoming itself on my cheeks upon the kisses. of course, there’s only one person for me, han seungwoo.
shoulda used my ultimate weapon against you. i grumble to no one in particular before bringing your hand up to my lips so that i can place a chaste kiss against your knuckles once you rested upon my chest. mm, is that so?
no, i’m saying for this case, it was war and thus i used my best option. shuffles over to your on the bed, propping my chin on your chest while my digits play with yours. loving you is never in question.
are you trying to tell me that what we have isnt love? a small, feigned frown of hurt tugged at my brims before i reached over to take hold of your hand, interlocking our digits together.
retracts my hands once i felt the lack of pressure on my smaller form, a string of laughter erupting from my throat.
all is far in love and war. this was war
takes in a short breath as you place kisses against my cheek before shaking my head a bit. i'm...not sure. it could just be the headache and it's making me not in the mood for loudness. plus my usual thinking.