sweetly wild

although tyler would not take anyone's side when it came to parker and namgi, he couldn't help feeling a little bad for the witch upon seeing how much he was suffering with the cat fur that had been spread around the house. tyler wished he could help more, but there was only so much he could do — and kicking the familiar out was not an option in his eyes. " you definitely look desperate enough. " the psychic teased a little, knowing how stubborn his friend could be. " it would help, you know? "

he huffs a petulant little noise , this time akin to a stubborn child . and , really , in this moment it is not just his muleheadedness that makes him cross arms over chest and level a little scowl on tyler but a childish sense of betrayal . how dare the other offer a logical solution to his woes and ails , when parker deserves instead agreement that namgi is the worst !? he narrows gaze and then exhales a little breath . " you helping me throw namgi out would be even better ." but he knows how close the two are , and knows there is only kindness in actions and words . still ... " will you at least help me clean up all his damned fur ? seriously , how does he shed so much !!"

yongtaek had no doubt that parker had long known he had walked into the witch's apartment, aware of how the other's magic reacted to his presence — and, sometimes, he could swear he felt his own powers do something similar, so eager to be together that they were reaching out for one another before they could get close enough to touch and kiss. yongtaek couldn't help the silly smile that was on his lips, even if parker couldn't really see it. humming in thought for a moment, the psychic continued in the same playful tone. " it's your favorite person in the whole world, that's the hint~ " he joked, unable to stop himself from teasing a bit.

if he lets eyes flutter shut beneath hands atop gaze , he can so easily envision the little curl to lips that he is so fond of , the amusement in gaze . his chest aches with adoration , and it is second nature for the witch to lift hands no longer busy with work to curl over wrists and squeeze in gentle , gentle greeting . parker lets lips stretch wider into a grin this time , emboldened by the feeling of yongtaek's wrists beneath his fingers , and he's tempted to cut short this playful little game of hello in order to tug hands down to brush feather-light kisses to fingertips and pulsepoints . but he does not ; no , he squeezes once more , forefinger of left hand tapping in faux deep thought . " my favorite person ? you mean the one who has my heart ? "

fuuuuck that is my circus. are those…? yep… those are my monkeys….. goddammit.

he feels him before he sees him , as he does with all of his family and ones held within heart ; it is a subtle shift in environment , magic flaring and reaching out in yearning and greeting , a shiver chasing itself down his spine to settle in warmth . it took only time spent entwined together to learn that it is yongtaek's unique energy entering enclosed space , and not any of the other's . he feels him as such , and then he feels hands settle atop gaze , effectively blocking the tome he is perusing ( there's a furrow twixt 'brows , as though parker intends to pretend he is still focused , when attention has turned lightning-fast to his boyfriend ) . a smile appears beneath hands , shiver racing back up to settle as anticipation and amusement in heart when playful tone brushes ear . " do i get a hint ?"

❝ busy enough, ❞ she answers with a smile. for the most part, hers is a life of leisure. the money set aside for her by her father has seen to that. ❝ i've been fighting my way through this book, ❞ she pauses as he holds up the book in question, the tassel of her bookmark swinging gently as she moves it. ❝ gráinne was raving about it, but it's bloody boring. ❞

once upon a time ago , he would not have worried about keeping her time and letting it run over into tardiness ; once upon a time ago , he would have sought out a soured expression on her features in childish smugness . now , though , the witch lets gaze wander over facade and feels nothing but softness , burning adoration that bleeds into features in a gentle smile . " a lost battle , my beloved ? so unlike you , " parker teases gentle , tipping head in a vague attempt to read the title . " too boring to recall what it's about ? "

there was a hint of concern and pity in tyler's gaze as he looked at parker, knowing that there really wasn't much he could do about this no matter how much he wanted to. " ahh, i know that can be so annoying... " he trailed off for a second, debating what he could possibly do to at least try to lessen the effects of his best friend's fur — and tyler didn't dare get into the topic of whether or not namgi had done that on purpose, knowing that was a possibility but not wanting to cause more problems between both of them. " have you tried any meds yet? "

he sniffles pathetically , sounding not unlike a child who is trying their hardest to stifle a petulant cry . with the way the witch's cheeks are ruddy red and nose akin to rudolph's , to an untrained eye it seemed as though he was crying mere moments ago . parker sniffles again , opening bleary eyes to level a stare on the other . " am i desperate enough to take medication ?? " yes , with the way he sounds and appears . but the witch is nothing if not stubborn and , despite his allergies aflared , he truly believes tossing one particular familiar out the window will alleviate all symptoms .

the witch leans into his touch, eyes closed as she slides a bookmark into the book she's been struggling through for the last hour. ❝ there you are, ❞ she says softly, turning her head to press an equally soft kiss to his palm. eyelids flutter open once more as she turns her gaze on him, fondness written on her features. it's only been a few hours, but she looks at him as if they've been parted for years. ❝ i missed you. ❞

warmth bursts like fireworks and starlight in chest as he watches the way she brushes butterfly-soft kiss to palm , the way she turns to him and her eyes glimmer in pools of fondness . it is impossible to stifle the spread of his adoring smile . " did you keep busy , my beloved ? " an apology for being busy in his own duties , for keeping her time despite not in her presence .

tyler couldn't say such a sentence coming from parker was entirely unexpected, given the fact that he had heard the witch and namgil bicker quite a few times at this point. perhaps it was because he was used to it that tyler couldn't help letting out a soft chuckle at the sight. " unfortunately, that does just happen with cats... do you want me to help you brush them off, though? " he offered, smile on his lips.

" i know it happens with cat but i swear he does this on pur - pur - p - . " the poor witch cannot even get his scathing hiss out before features are scrunching up in a pitiful twist and a violent sneeze escapes him , followed immediately by a second , less intense sneeze . parker's voice pitches from scathing to petulant , eyes screwed shut . " i want you to throw him out the window . "