[hunter is terrifying when it comes right down to it. it's not his powers, or his broken wings, or even his ability to eat noodles so spicy that they would burn a hole in the guts of most mortal men. it's the fact that he could lie. he could lie right to his face, and the fae finds that truly scary.
and that's where his trust comes in, though it might not seem like it as much as he voices these little suspicions. hunter could lie to him, but sungki doesn't believe for a second that he is, or ever will. he sweeps some of the other's hair aside before leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead.]
Love you too. I'll be back before the sun rises, you have my word.
[he'd steadily collected things from hunter's memories for this very moment: a landmark, a name on the name tag pinned to a white jacket, faces. he won't get to everyone, not tonight. he needs just enough to take the edge off the frozen fire inside of him.]
Take care of him. [this is directed at bae, even though he's fully aware that the hacker can barely take care of himself at this moment.] The mothlings will get you anything you need.
[sungki lifts the window, hops onto the sill and flutters his own wings before smirking back at him.]
And I meant what I said about the shirt. That was designer.
[because yes, he is the annoying type to pay $140 for a plain white t-shirt.
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Date: 2023-01-24 11:13 pm (UTC)and that's where his trust comes in, though it might not seem like it as much as he voices these little suspicions. hunter could lie to him, but sungki doesn't believe for a second that he is, or ever will. he sweeps some of the other's hair aside before leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead.]
Love you too. I'll be back before the sun rises, you have my word.
[he'd steadily collected things from hunter's memories for this very moment: a landmark, a name on the name tag pinned to a white jacket, faces. he won't get to everyone, not tonight. he needs just enough to take the edge off the frozen fire inside of him.]
Take care of him. [this is directed at bae, even though he's fully aware that the hacker can barely take care of himself at this moment.] The mothlings will get you anything you need.
[sungki lifts the window, hops onto the sill and flutters his own wings before smirking back at him.]
And I meant what I said about the shirt. That was designer.
[because yes, he is the annoying type to pay $140 for a plain white t-shirt.
and with that, he's gone.]