The fae sighs, and for a moment he's preoccupied with getting some of the peanut butter out of the jar, putting it on the side of his plate before he smears his fork against the bread.
"I don't fake anything with you. I don't expect you to like everything about me either." He watches him, finishing the bread off. "You're a good little bottom. I enjoy reminding you of that."
The spaghetti pauses halfway to his mouth before he lowers his fork again.
"No. If I did something for you, you would do something for me in return. Which isn't a bad thing either." Finally, he takes a bite. "You're worrying too much again. If I didn't like something, you would be the first to know."
Hunter pauses mid-bite, “I don’t want to talk about him. It pisses me off.”
He hates that Lennon won’t acknowledge either of them; even now when time has passed. Nothing they do seems to matter or change anything. At this point he only sees the things they do as benefiting Daeshim and Lavender.
And he’s still pissed off that Sungki is treated like some horrible creature when he’s gone out of his way to help things. Granted, a percentage of that has been for selfish reasons. Still.
Hunter continues to eat slowly, “No. To keep you from buying ridiculously expensive clothes for a while.”
He looks over, “Or ever again. I’m quite fond of you naked.”
“—for two hundred dollars—“ Hunter finishes right on the tail of the ‘sale’ because it needs to be said.
Not that he’s actually angry about it.
Mostly, it’s just funny.
“Yes, you do. All of you is like silk.” He nods along, “Really, all of the sex is your fault anyway. I was content without sex until you happened. I mean, yeah, it was fun…feels nice. But I didn’t need it.” He shrugs, “Your fault. You can give me the card when we go to bed later.”
It's true that anything he buys right now probably won't fit in a week. And not after he has the babies either.
But still.
Sungki lets his fork clatter to the plate before reaching his hand out to cover Hunter's. And then he summons his best sultry voice, his best bedroom eyes.
"Let me keep it until morning, and I'll drape you in that silk. Daddy."
Hunter sits again with his coffee, and goes back to eating when Sungki leaves, and then comes back with the cards.
He stops with a mouthful of coffee, puffy cheeked….and he doesn’t swallow all of the way until he finally does speak, “Are you proposing to me right now while also giving me your money so we can get divorced later?”
Hunter blinks at Sungki, slowly setting his cup onto the counter to take the card and rings into his hand. He pockets the card (cause obviously he meant it).
“We’re not getting a divorce. I would kill you before we would get an actual divorce.”
He sits back down again, but not before stealing a gulp of his coffee. He means it too. He would expect nothing less than death. Maybe it's weird, but it works for them.
Hunter fiddles with the rings for a moment, thoughtful. His eyes travel from the gold to the fae and he warms inside in a way that only happens with Sungki.
He grabs the others hand and slips one of the rings onto his finger.
“…I still can’t believe I haven’t run you off yet.” He takes a breath and slides the other ring onto his own finger. Hunters well aware that he hurts people. He always has. Once he gets close - the risk is there. “I’m not going to actually keep your card….” He pouts softly, “Just stop buying that kind of shit for a while…”
"You flatter yourself. I'm not easily chased away."
Daeshim probably tried, back in Sungki's earlier taunting days. But here he is. Sungki's smile is softer than his words though. And while Hunter is thinking about how he hurts people, the fae is wondering....should he tell him that the rings are made of two of his brother's gold teeth?
Nah.
"You can keep it. I still have cash."
He smiles even more sweetly. He won't actually spend any.
He doesn't show it to everyone - not everyone deserves to see it. Sungki always thought that he was without love, but Hunter showed it that that's not true. He just has conditions to it that not everyone can meet.
Hunter makes it look easy. Sungki hums into the kiss, relaxes into it. Before realizing-
Spare her your excuses, uncle! Clearly she's going to have to visit more often to keep an eye on your shenanigans. She gives Hunter another look before turning to rejoin Dawnya in the other room.
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He's waiting for his turn with that peanut butter jar, but both eyebrows shoot up at his question.
"Hunter, I'm trying to eat here please don't make me think about Daeshim's sex life."
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"I don't fake anything with you. I don't expect you to like everything about me either." He watches him, finishing the bread off. "You're a good little bottom. I enjoy reminding you of that."
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“…so you are doing it for me?”
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The spaghetti pauses halfway to his mouth before he lowers his fork again.
"No. If I did something for you, you would do something for me in return. Which isn't a bad thing either." Finally, he takes a bite. "You're worrying too much again. If I didn't like something, you would be the first to know."
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Even if there’s no point.
“Fair,” he nods a little.
He sucks the remaining peanut butter off of his fork and twirls around his spaghetti when it’s cleaned.
“I want your credit cards for a while.”
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Sorry, he had to. Lennon drew his blood and he still hasn't forgiven him.
Sungki blinks once before eyeing him suspiciously.
"Beeecause you want to buy something...?"
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He hates that Lennon won’t acknowledge either of them; even now when time has passed. Nothing they do seems to matter or change anything. At this point he only sees the things they do as benefiting Daeshim and Lavender.
And he’s still pissed off that Sungki is treated like some horrible creature when he’s gone out of his way to help things. Granted, a percentage of that has been for selfish reasons. Still.
Hunter continues to eat slowly, “No. To keep you from buying ridiculously expensive clothes for a while.”
He looks over, “Or ever again. I’m quite fond of you naked.”
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"It was on sale!" For two hundred dollars. Though...he has to admit one thing: "I do look good naked. Even now, my ass is like silk."
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Not that he’s actually angry about it.
Mostly, it’s just funny.
“Yes, you do. All of you is like silk.” He nods along, “Really, all of the sex is your fault anyway. I was content without sex until you happened. I mean, yeah, it was fun…feels nice. But I didn’t need it.” He shrugs, “Your fault. You can give me the card when we go to bed later.”
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But still.
Sungki lets his fork clatter to the plate before reaching his hand out to cover Hunter's. And then he summons his best sultry voice, his best bedroom eyes.
"Let me keep it until morning, and I'll drape you in that silk. Daddy."
Yeah. He said it.
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Then he gets up, “Divorce. I want a divorce,” and goes to the fridge to grab the cold coffee he left in there earlier.
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A couple of gold rings are placed on top of them.
"Idiot. If you want to divorce me, you'd better marry me first."
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He stops with a mouthful of coffee, puffy cheeked….and he doesn’t swallow all of the way until he finally does speak, “Are you proposing to me right now while also giving me your money so we can get divorced later?”
Hunter blinks at Sungki, slowly setting his cup onto the counter to take the card and rings into his hand. He pockets the card (cause obviously he meant it).
“We’re not getting a divorce. I would kill you before we would get an actual divorce.”
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He sits back down again, but not before stealing a gulp of his coffee. He means it too. He would expect nothing less than death. Maybe it's weird, but it works for them.
"And one of those is mine. Don't forget."
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Hunter fiddles with the rings for a moment, thoughtful. His eyes travel from the gold to the fae and he warms inside in a way that only happens with Sungki.
He grabs the others hand and slips one of the rings onto his finger.
“…I still can’t believe I haven’t run you off yet.” He takes a breath and slides the other ring onto his own finger. Hunters well aware that he hurts people. He always has. Once he gets close - the risk is there. “I’m not going to actually keep your card….” He pouts softly, “Just stop buying that kind of shit for a while…”
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Daeshim probably tried, back in Sungki's earlier taunting days. But here he is. Sungki's smile is softer than his words though. And while Hunter is thinking about how he hurts people, the fae is wondering....should he tell him that the rings are made of two of his brother's gold teeth?
Nah.
"You can keep it. I still have cash."
He smiles even more sweetly. He won't actually spend any.
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Hunter watches that smile, and the one that comes after.
The money doesn’t matter.
He leans over and kisses him without a word. It’s just warm; it doesn’t require more, it’s just…needed.
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Hunter makes it look easy. Sungki hums into the kiss, relaxes into it. Before realizing-
We're being watched.
Because Lavender is up from her nap.
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She’s absolutely her fathers daughter isn’t she….
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Because if having Daeshim crash their showers is a mood killer? He doesn't even want to imagine.
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He smirks and kisses him one more time before he looks over at Lavy.
“Hey babygirl…how was your nap?”
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Lavender looks from Hunter to Sungki and back again as she eats it. She knows what you did to Kiki. She knows.
You gave him an acorn. Maybe even two.
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And stares.
And looks between Sungki and Lavender a few times.
And then he opens his mouth a few times before, “Look…he wanted me to…”
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"Do I even want to know what just happened?"
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