( / hansol’s request for him to cover himself only makes kat’s lips curl into an amused little smirk, his cutting irises, which are the color of cold, frosty-blue water, unabashedly tracing the features of the other blond’s face. analyzing him. he places his hands on his hips and strikes a confident pose, jutting out one skinny hipbone with a commendable amount of sass. a pealing stream of giggles leave his lips, grin still stretching from ear to ear ) why should i cover up? am i distracting, hansol? do you like what you see? ( / kat snorts softly, dropping the pose to drag his hands over his arms, rubbing desperately to create warming friction. he’s so pale, and an utter beanpole — all long, lanky limbs and snowy flesh. despite his brazenness, however, goosebumps decorate his alabaster skin; he was obviously cold ) s-so here’s my dilemma: my dorm key was in the pocket of my jeans. which are lost. which is why i need to borrow some of your stuff, hansol-ah! ( / kat smiles, and this time it is much less mischievously wolfish. it warms him a bit, making the boy look almost sweet and very young. but the unmistakable wildness, something free-spirited and untamed, still remains, sparkling in his blue eyes ) pfft, is there any other way i could have introduced myself that would’ve still left such a striking impression on you? you’ll never forget me now. ( / another laugh — but then his teeth begin to chatter ) holy shit, it sure is cold out today… h-how about those clothes, yeah? ( / kat’s eyes widen with the sudden realization of something; his grin returns, and before hansol can question him he rushes forward and grabs the other mutant’s hands, placing them onto his bare waist ) shh shh, i’m gonna cover myself up, i promise.. just don’t drop me, okay? ( / kat is a good bit taller than hansol; the smirk remains on his lips as he gazes down into hansol’s face, blue eyes meeting an equally unusual shade of cyan. how interesting. and then, just like that, two soft, furry ears suddenly spring forth from kat’s blond hair — followed by a burst of blinding light, and now a white cat is in hansol’s hands, blinking up at him with distinctive eyes. kat’s eyes. he purrs, tail flicking ) meow?