#ccmyeon

“not nearly as appealing as his hands, but at least he doesn’t smell bad—that makes up for a lot of things.”

Having finished up the work on her crossword submissions that she had to do during the day, Wendy was looking forward to spending an evening out on the town.  Despite the fact that she could use her driver, Wendy opted to take a stroll through the city on her way to the spot designated as the meeting place for her and her friend. 

Standing outside of the movie theater, she perused the titles that were currently playing, minus any that she had already seen, which luckily, there weren’t many.  Things had been ramping up recently in regards to activity, so Wendy was finding herself with less free time in trying to balance her regular life with her magical girl life.  Meeting up with Joonmyeon had become a nice respite from both, as the two had bonded over their love of going to the movies.

The woman in the ticket window waved her over, and Wendy obliged her request since there was no one in line waiting for tickets.  She wouldn’t want to seem like she was cutting in front of anyone. "Waiting on your boyfriend?" she cooed at Wendy, lightly teasing her about the fact that the two, who had started off going to the same movies on their own separately, had started just coming together instead.  It seemed like the bored employee was writing her own love story in her head concerning the two. 

pucker up: accepting!!

20. Any of the above: Cheek kiss

“Oh-- the hero’s back.” Jimin hummed. He was leaning behind the bar where he usually stashed his phone when he caught him out of the corner of his eyes. 

It honestly surprised Jimin a little that he had come back. 

The bartender didn’t even pay Jimin any mind, just hummed and went back to cleaning his shot glasses as the other slipped away to cause some trouble and repay some debts. 

“My dashing savior-- are you back to collect your rewards?” Draping himself over the other’s shoulders he felt the other male stiffen beneath his touch. It was a little amusing to see him back here so soon even if it looked like the last place he wanted to be. “Or are you just here to loiter? Either way-- let me get you a drink?” And he was sliding a hand down Joonmyeon’s arm to wrap small fingers around his wrist. 

“Ah-- wait. I almost forgot.” Stopping in his tracks, Jimin turned on his heel, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on the other man’s cheek, little grin in place once he notices the pink dusting on cheeks.