Won’t you hold me a little longer?
Jul. 15th, 2020 02:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Eric blinks open his eyes, risking one eye to the bright sunlight as he tries to make out what was making the noises. The sound of a water pouring gently luls him awake, as well as the smell of pancakes. Eric risks his other eyebrow and turns to his side for a better view of the source, only to be met with a soft smile.
”Good morning, sleepy-head one,” Hyunjoon whispers, still in the middle of watering his plants, “did you sleep well?”
Eric smiles back, half-asleep still as he nods ever so slightly. The pair of arms wrapped around his waist tightens a bit, a deep rumble dribbling down Eric’s spine. A smile tugs at the corner of his lips, head snuggling back to feel his bedmate’s breath.
”Good morning to you too, sleepy-head two,” Hyunjoon chuckles. He sets down his watering can on a nearby table, running his fingers through the plants leaves as Eric watches his light green magic worms into the plants and make them hold their heads a little higher. Eric smiles at Hyunjoon, freeing his arm for a moment as he beckons Hyunjoon over.
”I still need to water the flowers, Ric-ah. We need the morning glories for Sunwoo’s potions today,” Hyunjoon replies softly, shaking his head as he walks over to Eric nonetheless. Eric makes grabby hands at him, opening his mouth to speak before Hyunjoon silences him with a soft kiss on his lips. Rose pink dusts Eric’s cheeks as he kisses Hyunjoon back, soft and full of joy. Hyunjoon smiles into the kiss, pulling away a moment too soon as he “leans over Eric to place a soft kiss on his captor’s cheek.
”I smell pancakes,” Eric mumbles, turning sround to catch Hyunjoon’s cheek before he pulls away entirely. Hyunjoon giggles at the ministration, eyes curling into beautiful cresent moons. He’s beautiful like this, Eric thinks, the soft morning sunlight on his locks and one of Sunwoo’s baggy T-shirts hanging off of his shoulder. His hair is presentable, combed and slightly wet from a morning shower as the scent of pancakes clings onto him. Eric thinks he’s the luckiest person alive for being able to see such a sight, much less be able to see it almost everyday.
“They’re in the kitchen if you can get Sun off your back,” Hyunjoon teases, already moving away from the bed. Eric groans, pouting as he watches Hyunjoon leave. Their plant-covered bedroom offers little space for Hyunjoon to walk through, stepping over vines and flowers they have littered everywhere to reach the door, where he turns around to give Eric one last blinding smile and a two finger salute. The air grows quiet then, nothing but the soft morning sounds of birds and the breeze tickling the wind che they hang right outside the window. Eric feels content like this, drowning in silence. He’s always been a loud one, so boisterous and full of energy no one really sees the side of him that holds seeing the two people he loves most every morning above any other sight. Speaking of his special someones...
”I want pancakes,” Eric says, breaking the silence as he turns to face his captor. Sunwoo’s arms are tight around Eric’s waist, a firm grip and beautiful hooded eyes greeting him. Eric smiles, leaning in to press a soft kiss on Sunwoo’s nose, watching as his eyes flutter open a little further.
”Let’s get you pancakes then,” Sunwoo mumbles back, and not even morning breath can stop the way Eric’s heart flips a little. He smiles, dropping his head into Sunwoo’s chest with a soft kiss to Sunwoo’s collarbone. Sunwoo makes a soft, content noise.
”Maybe not yet,” Eric mumbles. If they stay snuggled against each other for another 15 minutes, no one but the flowers and vines will ever know.
Eric blinks open his eyes, risking one eye to the bright sunlight as he tries to make out what was making the noises. The sound of a water pouring gently luls him awake, as well as the smell of pancakes. Eric risks his other eyebrow and turns to his side for a better view of the source, only to be met with a soft smile.
”Good morning, sleepy-head one,” Hyunjoon whispers, still in the middle of watering his plants, “did you sleep well?”
Eric smiles back, half-asleep still as he nods ever so slightly. The pair of arms wrapped around his waist tightens a bit, a deep rumble dribbling down Eric’s spine. A smile tugs at the corner of his lips, head snuggling back to feel his bedmate’s breath.
”Good morning to you too, sleepy-head two,” Hyunjoon chuckles. He sets down his watering can on a nearby table, running his fingers through the plants leaves as Eric watches his light green magic worms into the plants and make them hold their heads a little higher. Eric smiles at Hyunjoon, freeing his arm for a moment as he beckons Hyunjoon over.
”I still need to water the flowers, Ric-ah. We need the morning glories for Sunwoo’s potions today,” Hyunjoon replies softly, shaking his head as he walks over to Eric nonetheless. Eric makes grabby hands at him, opening his mouth to speak before Hyunjoon silences him with a soft kiss on his lips. Rose pink dusts Eric’s cheeks as he kisses Hyunjoon back, soft and full of joy. Hyunjoon smiles into the kiss, pulling away a moment too soon as he “leans over Eric to place a soft kiss on his captor’s cheek.
”I smell pancakes,” Eric mumbles, turning sround to catch Hyunjoon’s cheek before he pulls away entirely. Hyunjoon giggles at the ministration, eyes curling into beautiful cresent moons. He’s beautiful like this, Eric thinks, the soft morning sunlight on his locks and one of Sunwoo’s baggy T-shirts hanging off of his shoulder. His hair is presentable, combed and slightly wet from a morning shower as the scent of pancakes clings onto him. Eric thinks he’s the luckiest person alive for being able to see such a sight, much less be able to see it almost everyday.
“They’re in the kitchen if you can get Sun off your back,” Hyunjoon teases, already moving away from the bed. Eric groans, pouting as he watches Hyunjoon leave. Their plant-covered bedroom offers little space for Hyunjoon to walk through, stepping over vines and flowers they have littered everywhere to reach the door, where he turns around to give Eric one last blinding smile and a two finger salute. The air grows quiet then, nothing but the soft morning sounds of birds and the breeze tickling the wind che they hang right outside the window. Eric feels content like this, drowning in silence. He’s always been a loud one, so boisterous and full of energy no one really sees the side of him that holds seeing the two people he loves most every morning above any other sight. Speaking of his special someones...
”I want pancakes,” Eric says, breaking the silence as he turns to face his captor. Sunwoo’s arms are tight around Eric’s waist, a firm grip and beautiful hooded eyes greeting him. Eric smiles, leaning in to press a soft kiss on Sunwoo’s nose, watching as his eyes flutter open a little further.
”Let’s get you pancakes then,” Sunwoo mumbles back, and not even morning breath can stop the way Eric’s heart flips a little. He smiles, dropping his head into Sunwoo’s chest with a soft kiss to Sunwoo’s collarbone. Sunwoo makes a soft, content noise.
”Maybe not yet,” Eric mumbles. If they stay snuggled against each other for another 15 minutes, no one but the flowers and vines will ever know.
