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6. Lip Gloss Kiss

"How did your lipgloss get onto my lips?” The half-demon spoke smoothly, gaze sharp as a pink tongue raked over his lips; oh, cherry. Embarrassingly enough, that was beside the point, more so his duty was to figure out just why the younger had taken it upon herself to paint his lips pink— as if they weren’t already pink. Somewhat abused and chapped by a top row of sharp, demonic pearly whites, but pink nonetheless.

She hadn’t given him a reply yet, though honesty took the better of him, and he was rather inclined to say that it smelled really nice. That, or he simply wanted cherries— either of which he happened to be rather content with. “Yah…”

She seemed quite flustered as he took a step forward, and that alone peaked his curiosity. Lifting a hand, the subtly clawed appendages grazed against the female’s cheek as Kyuhyun found it in himself to flash a smile. A pink, cherry coated smile. “It looks better on yours, y’know.” His tone was thoughtful as his gaze kept upon her. “Here, let me fix that.” He hadn’t quite given it a moment more before his head angled to fit his lips against hers— she, who hadn’t moved since he’d cupped her cheek. Shifting his head back and forth, he applied the lipgloss onto her lips instead, albeit messily, the spill of a chuckle touching past his own.

8. Cheek Kiss

Kyuhyun was far from civil at— most times, when the peak of an occupation called for it; which was why this seemed unnatural. In fact, the entire concept of the male daring to set his lips upon another was quite unorthodox to say the least. He was unsure as to why he’d done so in the first place, but what seemed like forever merely transitioned into a few, mortifying seconds.

He was in a rush.

He had to go.

3. Single Lip Kiss

A drunken haze filled into his senses, tugging sharply at the only source of comfort that reminded him of his heritage; demons didn’t get drunk. In fact, that was the absolute most ridiculous notion anyone could have grasped upon in terms of a graceless concept. He wasn’t a demon, though— half, to a bit of sober disappointment. At this point, the only things Kyuhyun found himself blissfully aware of were his sudden need, the heat clawing at his cheeks mercilessly in a flustered touch of shameless lack in the general term— sober, and the fact that a pair of pink, perfectly-shaped lips were in his line of sight.

A wicked grin curved the corners of his own upwards as his gaze rose tiredly, “Come… here.” More of an order than anything, slim fingers brushed against the younger’s cheek, slipping into a tangle, griping weakly at the soft locks.

He didn’t know whether or not if he should have kissed the boy, so he didn’t— barely; the affection bubbling within him was undoubtedly strange, and he was well aware as he dipped his head, ignoring the clear expression portraying confusion. With the half smirk refraining from leaving his lips, he fit them carefully against the younger in a subtle, near absent kiss.

"Stay," he murmured against the supple pair of lips brushing against his. Parting the pair, a semi-blunt row of pearly whites sank unto a gentle nibble upon Taehyung’s lower lip. Gaze mischievous, he focused on the other’s expression, trying desperately to etch the image to memory— the one he was sure to forget. Fingertips slipping back towards the warm cheeks in a cup, he set the lip free, pressing an array of kisses against the boy’s lips between words, "You’re still so cute."

21. Dementor Kiss

"I dare you."

Narrowing his eyes, the ebony-haired picked at the fabric of his shirt, a brow raising almost incredulously as the boy in front of him altered from an upright Indian-esque position to flat on his back, head turned in an attempt to catch the elder’s attention. “Honestly—”

"Do the breathing thing too, Kyuhyun-kun~" Taehyung continued as he if he hadn’t heard the half demon speak. "You gotta’ look scary when you do it so I feel like you’re trying to actually steal my soul."

"I didn’t even watch Harry Potter." Shameless lies, he spoke to himself as he kneeled himself over the the one who seemed to be drowning in excitement. "What if I kill you—" To be quite frank, he was simply bubbling in embarrassment, unsure as to how he was supposed to go about a Dementor’s Kiss. "I mean, what if I inhale too much?"

"You won’t do that, just get it over with." Taehyung assured with a bright smile; one hew was rather skilled in flashing.

"But—"

35. Did you have a dream last night?

"Last night, I had a dream—" pursing his lips thoughtfully, he lowered his gaze, a darkened fringe covering his eyes in an attempt to shield himself from the mortification. With a sense of inhibition creeping into his conscience, the young boy sank a sharpened canine into his tongue as an endeavor of sorts. Peeking up, he ran his hand against his hair, trying his hardest to brush it out of his face as if it required effort. Finally coming across the words he’d been searching for, he spoke in a blurt, a struggling jumble of designation, "I was in a forest and— you know Totoro..?

He was there!” The genuine happiness emitting from his frame was quite palpable if in his presence; obviously excited about elucidating his dream, a smile painted across his lips. “I’m not— I mean, I don’t know if you know of him, but… but he was there and he helped me find my way through the forest, right? And— and then we got to a clearing and there were these tiny little Totoro forest spirits and— and—” He was rambling. “—And I got to keep one because it became my friend and yes—” Bowing out of sheer discomposure, he felt his cheeks stain red. “I’m sorry I— I can stop.”

38. Do you think someone has feelings for you?

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

He hadn’t known her for very long— the pretty female with the smile that helped drastically in brightening a room. Pretty couldn’t begin to describe her; yet another word in his already diminishing vocabulary that was unable to bring justice upon such a soul. Kyuhyun was unaware of who she was, why she knew him, and why she chose to stay in a lock of friendship that happened to be a staircase of perpetual discourse between the pair.

Such questions plagued his mind upon a daily basis as the seconds ticked by— he didn’t understand friendship. A foreign concept which never failed to persist an overwhelming sense of confusion to course through his veins.

All that really struck him was that he’d met her during a night in which all senses had slipped to poison, and alcohol became the main instructor.

"Kyuhyun." What? Right, she knew his name.

A soft spark of a voice snapped him out of his empty thoughts that had begun to engrave circles into his mind; a pair of shining dark eyes gazed up from his perch on the sofa to meet a kinder, doe-like pair. “What is it?” She kept silent, though he was competent enough to follow her gaze, lining it towards a shimmering gold chain hanging loosely from her clutch. Her expression spoke sheepishly for help. With a dramatic sigh, the half-demon arose, absently musing over the difference in heights once his fingers gripped at the cool element. “Turn around.” He murmured, tone no louder than it needed to be.

"Okay—" She responded quietly, following the lead of a trail of a voice. Spinning sharply on her heel, she kept her back to his frame, eyes raking over his hand as they circled beside each of her shoulders.

27.First thing you notice to a guy/girl?

Their smile.

35.Favorite type of fruit pie?

45.How many relationships have you had?

One.

46.How can I win your heart?

It’s hard to fix something that time couldn’t heal. Though I guess you could try something along the lines of serendipitous esoteric. Figure it out, wonderful.

47.What makes a great relationship?

Fitting the pieces together timely.

48.Shy OR open?

I wouldn’t mind either.

50.Religious OR non-religious?

Non-religious.

51.Caring OR non-restricting of you?

It’s hard to tell.

52.Straight edge OR non-straight edge?

Literally what.

53.Piercings OR no piercings?

Either, though I much prefer piercings.

54.Tattoos OR no tattoos?

Both.

55.Quiet stay-at-home type OR party type?

21.Skipped doing homework to play a video game?

See— I don’t have homework to do, so I don’t gotta’ worry about that. I’ll just play video games until I fall asleep, really.

29.Do you dance in the car?