─ ` hynuki.
“If you get a tattoo while hungry won’t you like er, fuckin’ pass out bro?” Long fingers comfortably tap out a rhythm on Yongguk’s ink adorned collar bone as a stream of unorganised consciousness pours out of his mouth. They’re sat in on the sofa, as per usual, a half-naked mass of overlapping limbs and cat hairs. The television is background noise but it doesn’t soothe Hyunki nearly as much as the steady ebb and flow of his boyfriend’s breathing. “And if you bang with a fresh tat, that’s either excessive pain or awkward fondling, right? After sex, food tastes 5000 times better. So, logically…”
Although his gaze is fixated onto his dimly lit phone, pad of his thumb grazing in a quick motion over the screen, he’s anything but focused on what his eyes are seeing. Between the two of them, Yongguk’s lack of an attention span was more than blatantly clear, but it never helped when Hyunki was around to make matters worse. Or perhaps it did, on the other hand, as he could do nothing but give his undivided attention to his partner on the contrary.
He sets his phone down onto his lap, more-so dropping it than anything, and averts his eyes to his sunkissed beauty. “So, logically what? I can’t do all of that at once? Or are you telling me that I have to sacrifice getting a tattoo to eat and have sex instead? That seems a little crazy to me. Giving up a tattoo for sex?” Sarcasm is prominent in his voice, showcased perfectly with the jesting tone of his words. “Why would I ever do that? Unless you’re offering me ramen after, of course.”
