[ mo ran laughs, low and warm, when chu wanning protests so vehemently once again, rejecting his accusation. his reactions are really too endearing, he can't help himself from teasing him over and over again. he only hums in reply, acknowledging it like the truth. standing behind him, he doesn't go out of his way to see if the older man is as affected as him by the closeness, leaving him some face. that's because it makes him sad, how chu wanning rejects affection during the day, like being loved is something to hide in the dark, something too low to be touched by sunlight. mo ran doesn't assume the worst this time, but it affects his mood all the same. ]
I'm sorry for misunderstanding, then.
[ he apologizes softly, sounding meek while he presses his lips to his shoulder to soften him, the alternative to puppy eyes when their gazes can't meet. afterwards there's the noise of a bottle being opened and slender fingers start lathering shampoo on chu wanning's long hair, from start to end, making it his mission to have him relax again by massaging his scalp. there's only the sound of fluffy suds being rubbed in and a flowery scent hanging in the heated, humid air between them. this time he takes hold of the shower head to rinse his hair, to make sure the water doesn't get in his eyes.
he squeezes the excess water from the locks and it comes as no surprise when he finds that the conditioner is almost unused: he guesses chu wanning would find even something so simple excessive indulgence. the products must've been a gift from mo ran's aunt, no doubt. it makes it even more amazing that his beloved's hair is so silky --he really is a wonder of nature, it brings a sweet smile to mo ran's face.
so he's generous while applying the conditioner, since today is all about spoiling him. he brushes his locks with his fingers, gentle and careful so he won't accidentally tug at any knot, and then he pushes his hair to the front, to move it out of the way. he hugs him from behind then, arms around his narrow waist once again and he leans his chin against his shoulder. there's no further purpose in it, no shameless behaviour, just a wish to be close and keep him warm. ]
We have to wait a little bit before rinsing.
[ he explains, nuzzling his ear and landing a kiss to his lobe. he's still more subdued, a well-behaved dog --he doesn't want to risk making chu wanning uncomfortable, with his aversion to affection in broad daylight. if he was his usual self, no doubt he would tease him about filling their time with some more fun activity. but he should show him he can even be good, right?
this time could be filled by mo ran washing himself, or asking chu wanning to do it for him, but he doesn't want anything for himself. time shared like this, the permission to be this close, that's all a gift already. ]
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I'm sorry for misunderstanding, then.
[ he apologizes softly, sounding meek while he presses his lips to his shoulder to soften him, the alternative to puppy eyes when their gazes can't meet. afterwards there's the noise of a bottle being opened and slender fingers start lathering shampoo on chu wanning's long hair, from start to end, making it his mission to have him relax again by massaging his scalp. there's only the sound of fluffy suds being rubbed in and a flowery scent hanging in the heated, humid air between them. this time he takes hold of the shower head to rinse his hair, to make sure the water doesn't get in his eyes.
he squeezes the excess water from the locks and it comes as no surprise when he finds that the conditioner is almost unused: he guesses chu wanning would find even something so simple excessive indulgence. the products must've been a gift from mo ran's aunt, no doubt. it makes it even more amazing that his beloved's hair is so silky --he really is a wonder of nature, it brings a sweet smile to mo ran's face.
so he's generous while applying the conditioner, since today is all about spoiling him. he brushes his locks with his fingers, gentle and careful so he won't accidentally tug at any knot, and then he pushes his hair to the front, to move it out of the way. he hugs him from behind then, arms around his narrow waist once again and he leans his chin against his shoulder. there's no further purpose in it, no shameless behaviour, just a wish to be close and keep him warm. ]
We have to wait a little bit before rinsing.
[ he explains, nuzzling his ear and landing a kiss to his lobe. he's still more subdued, a well-behaved dog --he doesn't want to risk making chu wanning uncomfortable, with his aversion to affection in broad daylight. if he was his usual self, no doubt he would tease him about filling their time with some more fun activity. but he should show him he can even be good, right?
this time could be filled by mo ran washing himself, or asking chu wanning to do it for him, but he doesn't want anything for himself. time shared like this, the permission to be this close, that's all a gift already. ]