— kunhang.

@✽ san c. "i promise, i would never back out of something with you." kunhang mumbled as he leaned back into san's chest, laughing quietly as they were the same height (san only being one centimetre taller than him). "i think i'd look good in pink, maybe? i don't know, i really hope i do."

@✽ kunhang w. san beamed at the kiss, his heart racing in his chest as he all too happily wiggled his dangling feet. watching the other move to grab some ingredients, san carefully slid off the counter and stood next to him, wanting to watch him cook. "really? that sounds like a lot of fun, honestly. never tried matching hair with anyone, so i'm looking forward to it. promise you won't back out?" he nudged dery's side before wrapping his arms around him from behind and resting his cheek against his back. "interesting.. well, we have a fantastic beauty salon nearby. we can make an appointment sometime there."

@✽ san c. "i'll cook something for you, baby." kunhang nodded with a growing smile on his lips, tilting his head to the side to gently press his lips to san's once more. he pulled away with a wistful sigh and rubbed at san's thighs, squeezing gently before stepping away from him to get out a few items so he could make san some food.

"i've never done pink, if you do it i'll join you." kunhang laughed quietly and ran a hand through his black hair, letting out a long and shaky sigh as he started to make dan dan noodles. "i've never even bleached my hair before, i have no idea what i look like blond."

@✽ kunhang w. "i'm sorry, i couldn't wait any longer," san laughed quietly and cupped kunhang's cheeks, caressing them with his thumbs for a moment before allowing himself to be led to the kitchen and lifted onto the counter. he gazed down at him and brought a hand up to play with the other's tresses.

"thank you, i'm really glad you like it. i want to try pink next, i think." he hummed out, slipping away in thought for a moment at the mention of pink hair then smiled again. "i'm not offended by that at all, so don't worry about things being transactional or anything. who would be upset about someone caring for them?" he let out a giggle and leaned down to rest his forehead against his. "plus, i would love to try a nice chinese cuisine, if you wouldn't mind?"

@✽ san c. kunhang sighed softly and looked over san's features before the other moved closer, and he closed his eyes to accept the kiss that was being pressed to his. he let his hands move so they were holding onto san's waist, and he kept the kiss soft and close mouthed before pulling away to look san in the eyes with a smile on his lips. "i've wanted to do that for a while too." he mumbled quietly, bringing a hand up to run it through san's hair—they could play more later, but he really wanted to sit san down and just talk with him.

carefully, kunhang led san over to his kitchen and lifted him up to sit on the counter, standing in between his legs with a smile up at the blond. "blond suits you so well, darling. do you want something to eat? i don't—i know our whole things tarted out as purely transactional but i care about you and you look so damn skinny i want to feed you."

@✽ kunhang w. his arms wrapped around the man's neck when he was pulled into a hug, his own chest pressing back against kunhang's and his cheek rubbing against his affectionately. "I wanted to surprise you in person with it rather than showing you via photos." he mumbled and let out a soft sigh of appreciation. he was warm and smelled so good, noted san.

"thank you, so do you," whispered san, his fingertips rubbing the back of dery's neck as he leaned back a little to look at him. he was the definition of perfection, san decided, and bit his own lip. His eyes trailed over his features before landing on his lips; they looked so soft and smooth, and he wondered how they would feel on his own. without any further thought or word spoken, he leaned forward and pressed his lips on his in a tender kiss.

@✽ san c. kunhang couldn't help but stare at san when the other laughed and he nodded a few times before taking the initiative to step forward and wrap his arms around san's waist. and wow, he knew it was small by all of the streams san did and the video chats they had, but it was so much different simply feeling it—kunhang felt like he had to touch san gently if he was going to hold him by his waist.

"i didn't know you went blond." kunhang couldn't help but speak in a pout as he rubbed his nose into the crook of san's neck, his chest pressed up against san's. he carefully backed them up fully into his apartment and he shut the front door, not caring to lock it yet as he held onto his friend. "you look so much better in person, god you're so ing beautiful."

@✽ kunhang w. to say san was nervous was an understatement.

sure, he was used to talking to people and just regularly socializing as wedding planner san, but camboy san never really socialized unless it was online. he never met up with any of his viewers and tippers. that was just a big no-no in his book. people were crazy and not always who they claimed to be online; however, hendery was the man who changed his mind. after becoming friends with the man and finding out he was moving to korea, san had agreed to come over so they could finally meet.

he took in a breath and stared at the door as he waited for hendery to open it, and when he did, san's eyes lit up. "Kunhang.. It's.. Wow, it's amazing to see you, finally. You look *stunning*- , can I hug you? Are you a hugger? I hope so because it's taking everything in me control the urge to throw myself at you." san laugh and rubbed the back of his neck.

@✽ san c. kunhang had been waiting for this for longer than he could really pinpoint.

it had started almost a year ago, when kunhang was still living in fortaleza finishing out a contract for a modelling job he had been scouted for—just scrolling through the website looking for *good* when an ad for a camboy sight had popped up. and he had never been interested in that stuff before but he was bored and clicked it, and it took only a few more clicks before he was finding him. and now, over a year later and somehow living in the same small town in a country kunhang wasn't even born in, they were finally meeting for the first time.

kunhang had already taken full responsibility for sending san so much money throughout the year, but they had struck up a friendship that was so unlikely it sent him into a tailspin just thinking about it. he was a sugar daddy, even though san was the same age as him—and the knock on the front door had him panicking slightly. he walked over and opened it before letting out a long sigh, his lips curling upwards into a smile. "god, it's so good to finally meet you in person."