Dawn is way too early for Hunter to be waking up, but something is off enough that he does on this day. Confused and oddly sensitive, he looks around the bedroom to see if what is off is here, in his head or—
—he takes a peek in his shirt and is torn between wanting to laugh or cry.
He woke up for that? Daeshim…
This was day two. Sixteen to go.
Really so far this ‘punishment’ has been…not what he’d expected from a fae curse. Curses. Cursing.
He nudges Sungki because he has to share this with someone.
Half turning he watches Sungki flop back down fondly, and continues twisting until he can crawl over him and steal a handful of kisses, “Mhm. What do you want today?”
”I was thinking chocolate waffles but if you want cereal, that’s easier than I am,” Hunter hums and takes another kiss before slipping down to kiss the belly, too, “and good morning to you gremlins.”
Pants be damned, he heads to the kitchen in the obscenely oversized shirt he wore to bed (for comfort sake).
“Once they’re born you owe me that last inch. It’s been a cold winter.” He calls back.
He feels them, the beat of their lifeforce, but they're definitely resting. Sungki waits for Hunter to be out of the room before he struggles to sit up, flailing in an undignified way that he'd rather Hunter not see.
"Didn't you bring any of the toys from your magical closet?"
“Daeshim should know better,” Hunter frowns and sets a can of whipped cream onto the table in front of Sungki before going to retrieve his waffle and make one more because it’s inevitable that someone will end up there soon.
Once it’s finished and plated, he sits down beside Sungki and pulls his feet up under him to eat.
“Make a fancy ‘Open’ and ‘Closed’ sign for the door,” he mumbles softly.
He doesn’t mind everyone coming. He liked that they’re comfortable enough to come in. And really it proves that Sungki isn’t this terrible creature some of them probably assumed he was.
“…with his memory changed he might come over, too,” he slowly looks at Sungki. He knows exactly which He he’s talking about.
He probably isn't. He probably is. Both can be true at the same time, depending on who it is. Sungki swirls some chocolate syrup on his waffle befor setting it down with more force than necessary. His eyes meet Hunter's, sharp and hot.
Hunter doesn’t look away, how could he? The little flame inside of himself always gets a little brighter when Sungki gets like this. It helps warm his insides in a way he can’t describe properly.
He reaches for the whipped cream and nods a little before he puts a mini-mountain on his waffle, “Have I ever told you I like when you’re protective?” He isn’t so delusional to believe that this is all because of him. Lennon made his own terrible impression on Sungki, too.
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Date: 2023-04-19 12:44 pm (UTC)Maybe it's just the coolness of the morning, but Hunter's nipples are extra...perky.
And purple.
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Date: 2023-04-19 04:09 pm (UTC)—he takes a peek in his shirt and is torn between wanting to laugh or cry.
He woke up for that? Daeshim…
This was day two. Sixteen to go.
Really so far this ‘punishment’ has been…not what he’d expected from a fae curse. Curses. Cursing.
He nudges Sungki because he has to share this with someone.
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Date: 2023-04-19 06:21 pm (UTC)....
Okay, pointy purple nipples are pretty good.
"Gross..."
But you know he's going to play with them.
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Date: 2023-04-19 06:38 pm (UTC)He snorts softly and swats his hand away so he can sit up and fluff his hair. There’s no point going back to sleep at this point.
“He’s creative, I’ll give him that.”
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Date: 2023-04-19 06:55 pm (UTC)"Mmm...it's like a gift to me every day."
The fae smirks as he stretches. And then flops right back down again.
"Are you starting breakfast?"
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Date: 2023-04-19 06:58 pm (UTC)“I’ll bet it is.”
Half turning he watches Sungki flop back down fondly, and continues twisting until he can crawl over him and steal a handful of kisses, “Mhm. What do you want today?”
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Date: 2023-04-19 09:59 pm (UTC)Oh wait, he means for breakfast, doesn't he?
"Cereal will be fine. The chocolate one."
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Date: 2023-04-19 10:04 pm (UTC)Pants be damned, he heads to the kitchen in the obscenely oversized shirt he wore to bed (for comfort sake).
“Once they’re born you owe me that last inch. It’s been a cold winter.” He calls back.
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Date: 2023-04-19 10:09 pm (UTC)He feels them, the beat of their lifeforce, but they're definitely resting. Sungki waits for Hunter to be out of the room before he struggles to sit up, flailing in an undignified way that he'd rather Hunter not see.
"Didn't you bring any of the toys from your magical closet?"
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Date: 2023-04-19 10:13 pm (UTC)His nose crinkles and he gets things to make waffles, but he gets Sungkis cereal ready, too.
“I’m not single, or bored…”
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Date: 2023-04-19 10:32 pm (UTC)It is a little nice to hear what he says - as if Sungki needed more ego.
"So I can't peg you when I shift at the end of this?"
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Date: 2023-04-19 10:35 pm (UTC)Ingredients are measured and tossed into the bowl to be mixed but he does stop mixing to look at Sungki.
“Mmm…I’ll go raid the closet,” he nods and resumes mixing.
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Date: 2023-04-19 10:51 pm (UTC)Typical breakfast talk. He'll be ready for waffles by the time he finishes his cereal.
"I hope Lavender doesn't find your joy closet."
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Date: 2023-04-19 10:54 pm (UTC)“It wasn’t just mine,” he waves the spatula a little, “thought I guess that doesn’t really matter. She’s deemed me the naughty uncle.”
He makes a face, “Really, I’m a saint compared to some of you.”
He smirks, “Get it? Saint.”
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Date: 2023-04-19 11:01 pm (UTC)Sungki finishes and pushes his bowl away, before gesturing for the batter bowl. He'll lick that too, thanks.
"You are naughty." He rolls his eyes, both at that and the bad joke. "And I know you can't be talking about me."
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Date: 2023-04-20 12:00 am (UTC)He played one waffle and pours some more batter before sliding the bowl over with a smirk.
“You’re the naughtiest.”
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Date: 2023-04-20 12:13 am (UTC)He looks up after one lick from the bowl.
"I'm angelic compared to you. Take or leave the pun."
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Date: 2023-04-20 12:15 am (UTC)“Stick your tongue back out.”
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Date: 2023-04-20 12:20 am (UTC)“Ah…I love you,” he hums, “should we start locking the doors…get two extra deadbolts?”
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Date: 2023-04-20 02:04 pm (UTC)"Bathrooms only. Daeshim would start wondering if you don't care for him anymore."
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Date: 2023-04-20 04:32 pm (UTC)Once it’s finished and plated, he sits down beside Sungki and pulls his feet up under him to eat.
“Make a fancy ‘Open’ and ‘Closed’ sign for the door,” he mumbles softly.
He doesn’t mind everyone coming. He liked that they’re comfortable enough to come in. And really it proves that Sungki isn’t this terrible creature some of them probably assumed he was.
“…with his memory changed he might come over, too,” he slowly looks at Sungki. He knows exactly which He he’s talking about.
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Date: 2023-04-20 04:48 pm (UTC)"What a shame that my memory is fully intact."
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Date: 2023-04-20 04:58 pm (UTC)He reaches for the whipped cream and nods a little before he puts a mini-mountain on his waffle, “Have I ever told you I like when you’re protective?” He isn’t so delusional to believe that this is all because of him. Lennon made his own terrible impression on Sungki, too.
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Date: 2023-04-21 10:04 pm (UTC)It's true that Lennon spilled his blood, and he hasn't gotten a drop of his in return. But Hunter's been through a lot more and a lot worse.
If anyone tortures his lover, it's going to be him. Sungki smiles at that thought, and leans over to give him a sweetened kiss of his own.
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