( hao could get used to this — having hyunsu's pressing him back against the arcade cabinet, lips sliding again each other's, his hand slipping beneath the hem of his hoodie, his fingertips molten hot against hao's skin. he can't help it — the corners of his mouth turn up into a smile as they kiss, practically basking in the warmth that pulses through him, so stupid obsessed with every move hyunsu makes, somehow still amazed by the fact that despite all odds, despite the fact that he shouldn't, hyunsu wants him.
he's happy to let this kiss linger, deepen, fingers dragging up through hyunsu's hair at the nape of his neck, tongue tracing teasingly over his lower lip, wanting to make him chase it. so, he leans his weight back against the screen, free hand reaching behind him for something to hold onto to steady himself.
instead — hao's fingers wrap around the joystick, which feels silly, so his palm ends up against the buttons, inadvertently pressing a bunch of them at once while they kiss which maybe scares the shit out of him when an accidental game of street fighter starts, music blaring, and he jolts a little, giggling against hyunsu's lips in spite of himself. )
Oops, ( he laughs between silly little pecks of his lips. ) You wanna go make out on the couches over there? I'll hand feed you flamin' hot Cheetos in between.
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Date: 2024-12-28 04:22 am (UTC)he's happy to let this kiss linger, deepen, fingers dragging up through hyunsu's hair at the nape of his neck, tongue tracing teasingly over his lower lip, wanting to make him chase it. so, he leans his weight back against the screen, free hand reaching behind him for something to hold onto to steady himself.
instead — hao's fingers wrap around the joystick, which feels silly, so his palm ends up against the buttons, inadvertently pressing a bunch of them at once while they kiss which maybe scares the shit out of him when an accidental game of street fighter starts, music blaring, and he jolts a little, giggling against hyunsu's lips in spite of himself. )
Oops, ( he laughs between silly little pecks of his lips. ) You wanna go make out on the couches over there? I'll hand feed you flamin' hot Cheetos in between.