"I'll take it," he promises. "I'll take the weekends or whatever else I can get. You're staying. So long!"
He pushes his head into the petting, exhaling soft at the comforting feeling. Byeong-Lee doesn't know if he's been this happy in a long, long time. He has John. He has John and a tub full of warm water and the promise of months together where John would be safe and they could hold one another. Just like this. It's more than he ever could have hoped to have. It's more than he would have ever expected to occur so soon. But he isn't about to complain.
"Valentine's day. Valentine's day, Goody!" There's the tinge of an accent as the past bleeds over in a rush. "I can take you out. We can go out and eat together. As a couple. Our first Valentine's Day together and we can do whatever we want!"
It's heady. It probably always would be for him.
Byeong-Lee-Billy trails his hands up John's body before finally cradling his lover's face and kissing him hard. With their bodies so close, all he has to do is shift his hips closer and grind. The sex has become secondary to everything else he is feeling --more an expression of his love than playful fooling around. He treats the change appropriately, intending to take his time and make this moment last.
"I love you. I hope you can stay so I can tell you that every morning."
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Date: 2018-11-29 04:58 am (UTC)He pushes his head into the petting, exhaling soft at the comforting feeling. Byeong-Lee doesn't know if he's been this happy in a long, long time. He has John. He has John and a tub full of warm water and the promise of months together where John would be safe and they could hold one another. Just like this. It's more than he ever could have hoped to have. It's more than he would have ever expected to occur so soon. But he isn't about to complain.
"Valentine's day. Valentine's day, Goody!" There's the tinge of an accent as the past bleeds over in a rush. "I can take you out. We can go out and eat together. As a couple. Our first Valentine's Day together and we can do whatever we want!"
It's heady. It probably always would be for him.
Byeong-Lee-Billy trails his hands up John's body before finally cradling his lover's face and kissing him hard. With their bodies so close, all he has to do is shift his hips closer and grind. The sex has become secondary to everything else he is feeling --more an expression of his love than playful fooling around. He treats the change appropriately, intending to take his time and make this moment last.
"I love you. I hope you can stay so I can tell you that every morning."