but there is something of sungki that is protecting him at all times. it wasn't much of a risk.
probably.
the fae looks at him upside down, taking the wedge between his lips and probably darting his tongue against the other's fingertips more than was actually necessary.]
Mean? [sungki arches his brow at the accusation, but his tone remains level.] I'm cold all the time, my shoes are already uncomfortable. I have strange cravings - for fruit. I feel ill in the morning, and it's all so frustrating that sometimes I want to cry about it.
[him. cry.]
All because you wanted to put "just the tip" in me.
[ around a half mouth full of orange, Hunter blinks. ]
‘Horny’ part of the day….
[ he does move to follow him, though — and its this moment where he craves their own space. It’s happening more often now than before but its more of a greed thing… ]
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I checked the weather.
I’m not flying to Florida in a storm.
Order some on Amazon.
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Fine.
But if I don’t come back you’re not allowed to tell our kids I died getting fruit.
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you won't. and if you did, all i'd have to do is look at another and you'd resurrect.
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Bb uh later….this is silly. He’s going to grumble the entire time. Bye.]
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NOT SURE HOW LONG THIS TRIP TAKES BUT HE WILL end up bringing a few bags of oranges….
Side note; flying makes your hair fluffy. ]
Here.
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he shovels some more popcorn into his mouth as he looks from the angel to the oranges and back again.
here it comes.]
What're these? And why does your hair look a rabbit's ass?
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Oranges.
And oh, I don’t know….flying openly in a storm tends to do that.
Do you want me to peel them for you?
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Did you have a nice flight? [another handful of popcorn, but he pauses his chewing at the offer.] Yes.
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His feathers rustle a little and settled back into place now that he’s home.
And he sits down to start peeling. ]
Not the whole way but there were moments…
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Did you get struck by lightening?
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Not because Sungki is in his lap (where he should be) but because he hadn’t even thought about that as a risk.
Shoot. ]
Well. I’m not barbecued so no. I wasn’t. Thankfully.
[ picking off a wedge he holds it to the others lips. ]
I missed you, though. Even if you’ve been extra mean.
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but there is something of sungki that is protecting him at all times. it wasn't much of a risk.
probably.
the fae looks at him upside down, taking the wedge between his lips and probably darting his tongue against the other's fingertips more than was actually necessary.]
Mean? [sungki arches his brow at the accusation, but his tone remains level.] I'm cold all the time, my shoes are already uncomfortable. I have strange cravings - for fruit. I feel ill in the morning, and it's all so frustrating that sometimes I want to cry about it.
[him. cry.]
All because you wanted to put "just the tip" in me.
[YES, HE'S FOR REAL.]
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So cry.
[ he blinks slowly. ]
Complain. Be mean. I don’t care. I know it’s my fault.
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and then shifts his gaze away, mouth opening for another slice.]
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I told you we didn’t have to have any right now.
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[he squirms for admitting that. it really takes the heat out of his earlier blame.
but feel free to continue babying him.]
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Have you always wanted them?
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I didn't even want anyone to touch me, much less breed with them.
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So I’m special.
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and another orange slice.]
And you always have been.
[and it bothers him that hunter didn't realize it.]
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Wanna go take a nap? We can cuddle…
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[the cuddles too, though sungki doesn't say it. his actions will speak for him soon enough. he sits up.]
At least until the horny part of the day begins.
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‘Horny’ part of the day….
[ he does move to follow him, though — and its this moment where he craves their own space. It’s happening more often now than before but its more of a greed thing… ]
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