࿔*:･ hyunho

@❁┆ h. hyunjin。ˡʸⁿˣ the two are tightly wound within seconds, minho bathing in the radiant sun, his skin burning in attention, not unlike the familiar heat of his lamp, kept in their shared cabin. his body jolts at the touch of his claim mark, moving himself slightly just to nestle back into him, whispering words of pure fondness. his hand reaches back to card through strands, scratching behind ears in hopes of one of hyunjin's ever-evasive purrs.

hwang minho sounds nice.

it's all he says, accommodating his weight, breathing slow, deep breaths. he might be the happiest as he is right now. basking in the radiant sun, intertwined with his equally as radiant lover. his scent his burned into his nostrils, every inhale is laced with hyunjin.

@❀┆ l. minho。ᵛⁱᵖᵉʳⁱⁿᵃᵉ Curled lashes flutter under the glaring beam of the Sun, pupils constricting to save the lynx a little pain. Needing a few minutes to adjust, Hyunjin sinks closer to his serpent, face buried into the other’s nape, lips hovering over the marred flesh (thanks to yours, truly).

dangerous to my soul. and heart.
possibly a threat to my surname, too.

It’s a playful quip, good natured and in tune with their coy banter. He felt good today. The recent changes in his subgender had thrown him into a loop. Physically and emotionally. The grass he used to wrestle in now felt too sharp at times, or scents that were once faint, were too strong now. It was a lot to get used to. Lucky for him, however, all his problems were also Minhos… Or at least, he made it Minho’s problems, too.

A minute more, and I’ll be good. Too bright.

@❁┆ h. hyunjin。ˡʸⁿˣ very worth it. fangs tingle at the sight, and he wants nothing more than to pierce his skin right then and there, just because he can. because he's allowed. familiar drums of excitement eat up his nerves, eyes rolling back at the familiar nickname.

dangerous to others. not to you.
maybe.

fingers intertwine, but not perfectly. never perfect. clumsily and awkward, full of love and bruised callousness. minho elicits something akin to a chitter at the very welcome heat, head tilting upward. despite his reluctance to let go, he finds himself eager to sunbathe, broad back on display.

@❀┆ l. minho。ᵛⁱᵖᵉʳⁱⁿᵃᵉ The change in scenery has him flustered, inwardly fighting the urge to run a hand down his face to ground himself back to planet Earth. Minho had a way of doing things that left the younger stuck between melting through the cracks of the floorboard, or asking Minho for a speck of mercy.

Come along, danger noodle.

He sighs out despite the newfound heat sweeping his skin like a wildfire, hand reaching out to take his alpha’s hand, pulling him out to the backyard where the sun could become an excuse for the flush in his face.

@❁┆ h. hyunjin。ˡʸⁿˣ minho provides an expression closer to perplexed, easily waved by genuine amusement, followed by a wash of endearment. his lover has changed — just a little — since his new subgender had shown head, but minho didn't mind. he'd take anything with stride. bask in it. celebrate it. he can't help but to want to eat him up in one go, though.

the boy stands all at once, fingers catching at the hem of his shirt as he tears it away from his body, chills rising over his arms. he'd be timid if it was anyone else, but instead he feels pride, his own fingers tracing the scar along his chest.

walk me out?

@❀┆ l. minho。ᵛⁱᵖᵉʳⁱⁿᵃᵉ His eyes fell to catch Minho’s warm ones, amber pools striking him across the room. A room that suddenly felt all too small.

It’s… Not? I just want to spend time with you.

He tries to deny the obvious with a quaint shake of his head, hidden ears adorning a flush that matched his cheeks. To be this shy in his mate’s presence was ridiculous. Hyunjin needed to get it together. Taking a breath, he steps back.

I have a mat laid outside. Take your shirt off and sit— or lay down. Whatever you choose.

@❁┆ h. hyunjin。ˡʸⁿˣ he's attentive, sitting up and shelving the book. he didn't bother to keep his place, nothing is relevant when hyunjin was in front of him. the snake scoots himself forward, leaning off the side of the bed. the suggestion catches him off guard— intimacy almost.. shocking.

oh. that's.. really romantic. yeah. we can do that. what do you need me to do?

@❀┆ l. minho。ᵛⁱᵖᵉʳⁱⁿᵃᵉ His grip tightens around the clutter of brushes, wood tinkling against each other, bashfully ducking his face behind a few. Even this far, Minho’s pet names still caught him off guard.
I was wondering if… you wanted to, um. If you wanted to lay outside while I painted your back? The weather’s nice…

@❁┆ h. hyunjin。ˡʸⁿˣ he simply tips his book down, brow raising as his head cranes to the side, small smile winding on his features.
not really, no. what's up, little prince?

@❀┆ l. minho。ᵛⁱᵖᵉʳⁱⁿᵃᵉ Rattles a beat on the door and pokes his head around the door, arms full of paints and brushes.
Minmin, are you busy?