Mhmm, let's have coffee. Do you like it with milk and sugar?
[ after all chu wanning's sweet tooth is infamous; mo ran would have a harder time believing he drinks it black than with at least two spoonfuls of sugar. then again, chu wanning likes to punish himself for no particular reason at all, so maybe he's forced himself to drink it black for years just because. mo ran is curious about the answer.
to be fair, mo ran is curious about everything, even the smallest things. he will observe carefully even just how he pours coffee in his mug. ]
But before that, I'll need some underwear and clothes.
[ he reminds him softly, turning the blowdryer off and the silence is welcome. he sets it aside and wraps his arms around chu wanning's waist from behind, and settles his chin on his shoulder. ]
Unless Wanning would like to keep me naked, as I wander about your place.
[ he teases in a whispery puff of breath against his ear, before he pours there some warm laughter and kisses at his lobe. he tightens his hold for a moment, expecting chu wanning to try and struggle free as he sputters some scandalized commentary. he will let go only after pressing a string of affectionate pecks all down the side of his neck and onto his shoulder, as if asking for forgiveness. ]
Can I ask you a favour? Can you get dressed here?
[ he asks as he crosses his long legs on the mattress once chu wanning has stood up. needless to say, his gaze gives away his eagerness, following his every motion. he lost count of how many times he's tried to picture chu wanning's morning routine and to witness it now, he's elated: he only lacks a wagging tail. there's no brattiness in how he wants to observe even just the way his teacher picks his clothes and puts them on, only adoring curiosity. ]
Do you like eating in the morning or do you not have the stomach for it?
[ he wonders now, clearly to distract him and to make it more comfortable for the older man whether he accepts his request or not; he wants to ease his embarrassment, even if he looks adorable with his red ears.
he's rather sure chu wanning doesn't eat in the morning, since he can't cook and he wouldn't go through the trouble of trying. but, given someone who could do that for him, would he eat at all or is his stomach sensitive? mo ran looks almost cute, with his expectant gaze, almost childlike, clashing with his very wide shoulders and very firm physique. ]
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[ after all chu wanning's sweet tooth is infamous; mo ran would have a harder time believing he drinks it black than with at least two spoonfuls of sugar. then again, chu wanning likes to punish himself for no particular reason at all, so maybe he's forced himself to drink it black for years just because. mo ran is curious about the answer.
to be fair, mo ran is curious about everything, even the smallest things. he will observe carefully even just how he pours coffee in his mug. ]
But before that, I'll need some underwear and clothes.
[ he reminds him softly, turning the blowdryer off and the silence is welcome. he sets it aside and wraps his arms around chu wanning's waist from behind, and settles his chin on his shoulder. ]
Unless Wanning would like to keep me naked, as I wander about your place.
[ he teases in a whispery puff of breath against his ear, before he pours there some warm laughter and kisses at his lobe. he tightens his hold for a moment, expecting chu wanning to try and struggle free as he sputters some scandalized commentary. he will let go only after pressing a string of affectionate pecks all down the side of his neck and onto his shoulder, as if asking for forgiveness. ]
Can I ask you a favour? Can you get dressed here?
[ he asks as he crosses his long legs on the mattress once chu wanning has stood up. needless to say, his gaze gives away his eagerness, following his every motion. he lost count of how many times he's tried to picture chu wanning's morning routine and to witness it now, he's elated: he only lacks a wagging tail. there's no brattiness in how he wants to observe even just the way his teacher picks his clothes and puts them on, only adoring curiosity. ]
Do you like eating in the morning or do you not have the stomach for it?
[ he wonders now, clearly to distract him and to make it more comfortable for the older man whether he accepts his request or not; he wants to ease his embarrassment, even if he looks adorable with his red ears.
he's rather sure chu wanning doesn't eat in the morning, since he can't cook and he wouldn't go through the trouble of trying. but, given someone who could do that for him, would he eat at all or is his stomach sensitive? mo ran looks almost cute, with his expectant gaze, almost childlike, clashing with his very wide shoulders and very firm physique. ]