[ if you were to ask Rook, you don't walk into your job one day to find living art getting dressed to protect other art. so maybe they were both more than a little thrown off with their meeting, with the way that they so easily managed to fall together. the way that Rook found himself staring and smiling at Jiho in a way that was usually reserved for ancient statues and scraps of papyrus.
laughing at the confusion on the other's face, Rook tugs on his wrist a little more, until Jiho is a little closer. nearly close enough to be sitting on him if he just lowered himself that little bit.]
You trying to get me shirtless already?
[ Rook is trying for a confident kind of amused, but the flush on his face and nervous curl of his lips makes it a hard sell. this is-- this is new territory for him. the comfort and the warmth beneath his skin where it touches Jiho. the tightness in his chest when he looks at him.]
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youre welcome. just for you
laughing at the confusion on the other's face, Rook tugs on his wrist a little more, until Jiho is a little closer. nearly close enough to be sitting on him if he just lowered himself that little bit.]
You trying to get me shirtless already?
[ Rook is trying for a confident kind of amused, but the flush on his face and nervous curl of his lips makes it a hard sell. this is-- this is new territory for him. the comfort and the warmth beneath his skin where it touches Jiho. the tightness in his chest when he looks at him.]
...you okay there, Ji?