HWAN
Holding onto Jupiter was very nice. As long as the other was in his arms, Hwan knew no one would be able to hurt him. “Exactly,” he stated, no shame in his words. “No one else should be allowed to look at you.” Was he possessive? Yes. He did not care whether that was something inherent to him or an extension of the green that defined his species. It existed and Jupiter was his target. “We should go.”
jupiter couldn’t help but scrunch his face and let out a laugh, “look at me like, at all? that’s impossible, hwan,” he responded, shaking his head and lifting a hand to stroke the wendigo’s cheek. “hm, yes we should, gotta get dressed,” jupiter stepped away from him but reached down to tangle their fingers together so they could hold hands. “lead the way,” he still wasn’t familiar with the paths to get to hwan’s room.














