different ways to hug someone

[ lingering hug ] a long-lasting hug between close friends or romantic partners

sihoon misses haneul every second that he's away. they'd known the distance was going to be hard, but it hadn't really sunk in just how hard until the end of sihoon's first month in california. the money to get home, or to fly haneul out to him, isn't a problem. his mother's bank account is flush with money, and she never hesitates to help her children when they really need it. but the time... his breaks at school are few and far between, and rarely long enough to justify flying all the way to seoul. haneul could come to him, of course, but his plants... sihoon doesn't want to be a burden to him, so he doesn't ask.

the first real chance he'd gotten, he'd text haneul immediately. had booked his flight before even checking if haneul was free, just told him to meet him at the airport. if he can't make it... well, sihoon will just go home and visit his family instead. he's nervous the entire flight. what if he lands and haneul isn't there? he's had his phone switched off the entire flight just in case he gets a refusal text. as he walks through arrivals, he almost fears the worst.

but then he sees him. he's easily recognisable by that nervous energy they both seem to share. he picks up his pace, somewhere between a jog and a run, as he closes the distance between them, suitcase in tow. and then haneul's arms are around him, and all the late night calls and the delays between texts have been worth it. sihoon's never wanted to kiss him as much as he does right now, but he isn't brave enough. maybe he could in stanford, but not here. instead, he links his arms around haneul's torso. tugs him that little bit closer, squeezes him that little bit tighter. he doesn't know how long they stand there embracing for, just that it doesn't feel long enough. won't ever feel long enough, when one of them always has to leave eventually.

for the most part, sihoon is pretty good at taking care of himself when his studies get too heavy. it is, after all, how he has always been, clinging to that number one spot every year in school. sometimes, though, his workload piles up and he finds himself prioritising paper over protein. now is one such time. could anyone blame him? it's the final semester of his final year of his bachelors degree. if he falters now, all of it will have been for nothing ( it won't, he will simply have to resubmit and hope for the best, but sihoon has always had an all or nothing mindset when it comes to his education ).

his stomach has been growling for the last few hours, but the young witch has been ignoring it. he still has another 1500 words to write to stay on schedule, and he can't afford the time it would cost to stop and make something to eat. he almost doesn't stop when he hears his doorbell ring, but he knows his mother would scold him for being rude if she knew. and when he opens the door and lays eyes on haneul... well, suddenly he's glad he stopped. meeting outside of haneul's shop is still fairly new to them both, but sihoon is glad he's here. ❝ you didn't have to, ❞ sihoon says with a smile as he takes the lunchbox from haneul graciously. he still isn't quite sure the trajectory their relationship is on, toeing somewhere between platonic and romantic, but he is thankful for it regardless.

❝ do you want to come in? ❞ he asks, stepping aside slightly to allow the other past the doorframe if he so wishes. he won't take it personally if haneul declines, he really should be getting back to his dissertation anyway. but then his stomach growls so loudly that even haneul hears it, if the look on his face is anything to go by, and sihoon feels his cheeks heating up. maybe he should stop for a little bit... ❝ come sit with me while i eat...? ❞

morning after・❥・@arcanekiss

sihoon isn't sure if this is a date or not. their conversations in the flower shop have steadily been growing flirtier the longer he and haneul have known each other, but they have still only really spent time together there. it was on a while the last time he'd visited that he'd invited haneul out. just to some little bookstore that sihoon goes to ( when he has time to read things that aren't full of legal jargon, anyway ), and perhaps a coffee after at one of the nearby cafés. he'd like it to be a date, he thinks. he's crouched down, low to the ground, when haneul finally arrives at the spot they'd agreed to meet. sihoon, though, has met someone else in the meantime. he glances up at the other male and flashes him a smile before he looks back down at the stray cat that's eagerly rubbing its face against his fingers ( and has been for the better part of ten minutes now ). ❝ i made a friend. ❞

morning after・❥・@arcanekiss

idk what gayass meme this was consult your golden cow idol

"oh cassie," nana purrs, singsongs, coos. "big words for someone as pretty as you. do you really mean that?" the thyiad is already crowding him against the nearest wall until they're unbearably close. they're both high as hell and have been making out on in the corner for a majority of the night. nana doesn't know half the people there and it doesn't matter. ve wants to see him hump their thigh until he squirts. wants him on his knees. wants to tug on his hair til he squirms and moans.

chest to chest, nana cradles the nereid's cherubic face. angelic yet devilishly beautiful. the kind of pretty that draws blood if you look too long. thumbs his cheekbones. cassie would looks so pretty with tears streaming down his face. nana wants to pinch him.