Kiss on the cheek [dae twins]
sᴇɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴋɪss ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ᴍᴜsᴇ — sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ ⚪️ a kiss on the cheek
— ❝ Daehyun is pacing through the apartment impatiently. It’s late, and he expected his brother to come home several hours ago. And even though he knows Daehwan can most likely take care of himself, he still worries sick when he doesn’t hear from him. Both because of remaining guilt but also because he feels as if it is his own responsibility to take care of him — make sure he’s well. After all these years, even if they’re both adults, he can’t stop himself from it.
So when the front door finally opens and Daehwan steps inside, he’s practically running across the small space to tug him into a tight hug. “You need to call me when yo come home late. It’s three in the morning, what the hell were you up to?” He grumbles, it’s obvious that he’s been worried and he doesn’t have to put that into words. Daehwan is all he has, and after previous incidents, of course he’s scared of them being repeated. “Idiot.” He then grumbles, the smell of smoke making his nostrils sting. But for now he doesn’t care, he doesn’t care about anything because Daehwan is safe and for the moment, that’s all that matters.
He presses his lips to the other’s cheeks briefly, barely enough for him to feel it, before he pulls back, fingers keeping a tight grip on his wrist. He pulls him further into the apartment. “Shower and bed.” He says, dragging the other towards the bathroom, shoving him in through the door. “No protests.” He smiles a little at the other’s displeased expression, shaking his head just a little bit.