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juniperjeong:
Everything felt so warm. A gentle hum of sleep resting along his mind to keep any thoughts from filtering through. The sound of the familiar voice echoed in the back of his mind, eyebrows scrunching up at the thought of waking up so soon that was brought along with the tap. Jeong tried to nuzzle into the pillow only to be stopped from the hand that enveloped his face, quickly bringing him back in real time as he whined against the palm. âItâs only four in the morning, isnât it?â His voice came out groggy, muffled from the hand still shaking in head as he started to come to. âWhat kind of adventure are you down for, batdude?â
he stretched his arms up and pouted down at him while he moved his hand away while lightly stroking his cheek before slapping it a little, âget up! iâm so bored, dude! can you do me a favour and just like, wake up and then we can go and get some food because itâs technically breakfast time and you know how i get when i donât get food.â he moved his hands to hold jeongâs waist, growling as he kissed and nipped at his neck, âiâll just eat you if we donât get food soon, you smell like cigarettes and vanilla so it should be pretty easy.â
He kept his eyes closed even through the slapping, having to stop the smile that wanted to work on his lips from Tarrin's whining. He groaned sleepily as he attempted to roll onto his other side to get away from the face assault. "Okay but think, you also know how you get when you don't sleep so we're at a lose lose situation here. But we're already in bed." Once he successfully looked away he didn't bother hiding his smile, hyping up The Tall Oneâą was his favorite activity after all. The sudden grab had a squeaky sound coming from him with the mix of ticklish bites just turning the blonde into a wiggly mess. "Okay okay! You win batdude. What do you want to eat?" Despite his words he still laid there for a moment to enjoy the lips pressed against his neck before he was rolling away completely to put on some pants.
@flowerfucker When ya boy so tall you gotta climb him like a tree
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he couldnât help but stare at his boyfriendâs sleeping frame, he looked so peaceful and content, it was almost hypnotising⊠but mainly it was annoying considering tarrin was wide awake and bored beyond words. tarrin tapped on the older boyâs head as he slept, pouting with impatience before eventually putting his whole hand on jeongâs face and shaking it as he spoke quietly so not to wake his roommate, âwake up, robin, batman is bored letâs go on an adventure or some shit. waaake uuuup~â
Everything felt so warm. A gentle hum of sleep resting along his mind to keep any thoughts from filtering through. The sound of the familiar voice echoed in the back of his mind, eyebrows scrunching up at the thought of waking up so soon that was brought along with the tap. Jeong tried to nuzzle into the pillow only to be stopped from the hand that enveloped his face, quickly bringing him back in real time as he whined against the palm. âItâs only four in the morning, isnât it?â His voice came out groggy, muffled from the hand still shaking in head as he started to come to. âWhat kind of adventure are you down for, batdude?â
âWell I appreciate the thoughtfulness.â Despite the sight of the flower he couldnât help the small smile that came from the other mans words. âItâs a habit that needs to be broken, or maybe theyâre just better to be moved completely, huh? Flowers need protection too.â His laugh that came out was soft, giving a small wave. âBut itâs nice to meet you, Iâm Jeong.â
There was a pause before he crouched down beside the other, rummaging in his pocket. âItâs sad isnât it? Itâs like they donât realize how delicate they are- or just donât care. Iâm glad someone doesâ Once he pulled out a bundle of twine, picking out an appropriate sized stick along the flower bed to help stand up the crumpled stem. âWould you mind helping me tie him up? Iâm sure he doesnât want to stay like this.â
âSo convenience makes it okay to kill a living thing? For a few seconds?â His eyebrows cocked up in response. âIf you left a few seconds earlier for class you wouldnât be a rush to get there in the first place.â
"I don't see why everyone has to walk right through the garden! There is a perfectly good sidewalk not even two feet away, yet they have to step on all of the flowers. They didn't ask to be stepped on, or for people to be late to class and take a two second shortcut." He huffs, clearly irritated at yet another crumpled flower. "They're just trying to live their life and give us something pretty to look at, you don't step on them do you?"
âReading some of these essays makes me question these studentsâŠHow did they even pass Kindergarten?â
"I tend to ask myself that a lot." Even if the teacher was whispering under her breath he still had to stop, the words being far to relatable to pass up a chance while filing out of the room. "I can't imagine what it's like to actually have to grade the papers." Despite terrified words, a small sincere smile spread across Jeonghan's lips. "Hopefully you want have too much trouble from mine, Teach."
There was a brief moment of silence before a bright smile slowly stretched across his lips, a laugh easily following as Jeong watched the boy beside him. "Super super sure? At least 5% sure?" A gentle hand came up to scrape against the stubble along Tarrins jawline, easily falling into his place at the other side. "Was it that really fluffy cloud? Do you think it flew behind it?"
the tall male stretched their arm up and rested it behind the person beside him before turning to them with a concerned look on his face, his voice deep and sleepy as he finally spoke, âdid you just see that?â
There was a slight jump in reaction from the pressure against he tops of his shoulders, eyebrows raising in question as he gazes back to the younger. Voice soft but full of affection as he spoke. "I'm surprised you could see anything with your eyes closed, was it through your mind eye again? You scored at least a 6 on the snoring scale."