I— jay very rich coming from you of all persons. I'm all but innocent, if you heard how he sounded I fear you'd have thought the exact same thing though. He muses with a sweet innocent smile at the other and then flicker his gaze down at sunoo over some time. So are you saying that you want to bite me too? Asks curiously and then his orbs find jay's with a quirked brow. And you too... or maybe sunoo since he looks the sweetest out of all of us truthfully.
it’s fine hoonie hyung, you just heard it wrong is all
makes a face before reaching up to fix his ruffled up hair, his eyes trailing hoon over to jay instead before lighting up. that’s a little funny considering our song bite me, it’s definitely an enha thing
this prince has got quite the green mind of his own doesn’t he? a boyish chuckle elicits past his lips as his slender digits are idly raking through his soft locks of hair. funny this has to be the first thing i walk into, do you never think of anything else, hoon? or is it just.. hard to control. aha.
I honestly don't... mm I don't know it didn't sound like that. And that's me being genuine I assure.
Quirks an amused brow and chuckles as he ruffles your hair. Youre sweet sunoo
Glancing over, he eyes jay and quirks a brow.
Soft and good enough to bite? What's with all you enha boys and wanting to bite? Tsk tsk. So
Quirks a brow and scoffs softly
Plsssss you're going then too much credit darling.
Chuckles and squishes you to him. Are you gonna be sparky all time and argue with me baby,
to you maybe but anyone else wouldn't had immediately thought of that
mimics the shake of your head before flashing a little smile. oh? it takes one to know one hyung~
y pls
I genuinely was not. It really did sound like what it sounded my darling
Shakes his head and quirks a brow. My naughty brain? Pft. Bold coming from you sweetheart ♡
I do. Why would you think otherwise? Do you think I'm that bad to not get you something. Shakes his head and rolls his eyes lightly. I'd leave it in your room later on when I'm not so lazy to move from my comfortable *bed* right now. He taunts with a wiggle of his brows. His nose brushing back against yours with a subtle smile playing on his rosy brims and his orbs fixate on yours curiously with a brow being perched up. Keep looking at me like that and I'd assume you were tempted to kiss me or something Mister park. He taunts with amusement before snorting out a low chuckle which causes his shoulders so shake lightly from the bout of laughter escaping. I don't think I'm *that* bad to deal with when I'm tired or grouchy come on— if I was you'd have left by now, no? Quirks a curious brow as his finger comes out to poke your dimple curiously. You're my *bed* so shush... You're warm and comfortable.
so you /do/ have something for me. i was actually wondering if anything would ever come through from the ice prince himself. had to save the best for last as most would say, so.. this better be good. clicking his tongue as a cheeky simper creeps up onto his visage, his firm molten gaze fixates itself upon yours for a solid moment as he soon finds himself mindlessly resting his forehead against your own, nose tips momentarily brushing against one another in a chaste effort of subtle endearment amongst an instance of closing in any vexatious distance. that could be the case especially when you're around certain people a lot. guess i gotta be the one dealing with you this time- but i think you oughta roll yourself into bed instead of sleeping on me though, hm? since you're so.. /worn out/.
Figured it'll be Dior... it smells good. I actually got you something... so I was thinking about giving you it soon. You would absolutely love it. Mumbles with a little chuckle seeing as it's along the lines of what you're sporting right now. His eyes find yours, fickle and meek as they may as an innocent expression crosses his handsome features and his shoulders merely shrug mindlessly. Me being a brat is new. I know I'm usually the one dealing with those.. so that's quite refreshing perhaps I'm learning from you guys or maybe I'm just a little sleepy and tired. He whispers into your skin. Breathing out deeply and going lax into your hold with deep, billowing breaths.
rotten’s more like it at this rate, when’d you become such a brat? it’s almost kind of cute. a soft sigh embodying what little to nonexistent spurs of disappointment within evades past the columns of his plush tiers, your nape essentially becoming enclosed around the gentle grasp of his fingers after sometime as he settles in what ample amounts of soothing comfort you provided, taking a lot more strength not to cave in with a groan. looks a lot like i’m long overdue for a present of my own, huh? and this right here’s a dior homme classic— why do you ask.
Pft dearest prince my . Mutters under his breath with a little shake of his head. His eyes glaring playfully at you and he huffs out a soft sigh. I don't know what you're trying to get at, Mister young, rich and handsome. Mutters as his eyes slip shut and he continues his ministrations on your silken locks, giving your scalp a little scratch before moving over to nuzzle his face into your neck, taking in the scent of your cologne with a soft hum. What fragrance is this? By the way, happy belated birthday.
it’s whatever that helps you sleep at night, our dearest prince. shrugging nonchalantly to himself, he’s habitually nibbling at his lower tier as he’s framing your visage with his orbs or cocoa brown like a masterpiece worthy of being appreciated at any gallery. well, sure. if that’s how hard you’re trying to convince yourself otherwise then we can definitely play that game, aha.