[Ryan pulls back from the hug slightly, just enough to look at Min when he responds, mere inches apart. Just enough to tease a little.]
Sure, man. I'm always down for kissing practice.
[Not that he actually needs much practice, but he very much enjoys kissing Min-Gi, teaching him what feels good and learning what feels good to Min. Ryan could happily spend the rest of his life kissing him, over and over and over.
He doesn't kiss Min now though, not yet - Min did say he wanted to go back to the tent after all. So instead he pushes himself upright and stands, and then offer Min a hand so he can do the same.]
[Min's laugh is a little awkward. It's a lot nicer to be on the receiving end of Ryan's flirting than it is to watch it go down, but it's a new feeling to have it directed at him and not one he's used to yet.
Even so, he grabs his runners and lets Ryan bear the brunt of pulling him up. He's built up muscles of his own with all the time they've spent on the road, both here and back in their own world, but honestly? He kind of likes the reminder of how unexpectedly strong Ryan is, and now there's no reason to pretend he doesn't. Why shouldn't he get to take advantage of his boyfriend's guitar muscles?]
Thank you.
[He rewards him with a small kiss on the cheek, switching which hand he has in Ryan's so he can keep holding it on the way back to the tent.]
[Somehow he wasn't expecting the kiss to the cheek, and it makes him beam from ear to ear as though he's never been kissed before. It's new and exciting, but more importantly it's a clear sign that he isn't just pushing Min into this - Min wants this and Ryan in turn feels wanted and loved.
He doesn't respond with words, but he laces their fingers together the moment he's able to and squeezes Min's hand. Together, they head back to the tent for even more make out practice.
And it's just as well - as they walk away, too focused on each other to notice, a couple of luvdisc leap out of the water in happy little excited arcs.]
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Sure, man. I'm always down for kissing practice.
[Not that he actually needs much practice, but he very much enjoys kissing Min-Gi, teaching him what feels good and learning what feels good to Min. Ryan could happily spend the rest of his life kissing him, over and over and over.
He doesn't kiss Min now though, not yet - Min did say he wanted to go back to the tent after all. So instead he pushes himself upright and stands, and then offer Min a hand so he can do the same.]
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Even so, he grabs his runners and lets Ryan bear the brunt of pulling him up. He's built up muscles of his own with all the time they've spent on the road, both here and back in their own world, but honestly? He kind of likes the reminder of how unexpectedly strong Ryan is, and now there's no reason to pretend he doesn't. Why shouldn't he get to take advantage of his boyfriend's guitar muscles?]
Thank you.
[He rewards him with a small kiss on the cheek, switching which hand he has in Ryan's so he can keep holding it on the way back to the tent.]
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He doesn't respond with words, but he laces their fingers together the moment he's able to and squeezes Min's hand. Together, they head back to the tent for even more make out practice.
And it's just as well - as they walk away, too focused on each other to notice, a couple of luvdisc leap out of the water in happy little excited arcs.]