#time-control-panda

(/glances over at the closet, pressing his lips together) typist is hiding under a coat and saying 'no!!' 

(/rolls his eyes, watching you and shakes his head) oh, my typist is disagreeing and would like to point out that piepie is short for cutie pie and therefore much cuter. 

oh? (/Jongdae lifts an eyebrow and chuckles) typist says piepie is wrong, piepie is cuter

That's okay, your typist is cute enough to get away with being a klutz (/nods, lying back against the bed and looking up at the ceiling with a grin) 

(/laughs and sits next to you) well, at least let me lock mine in there with piepie

Well...I am now (/grins) 

Jongdae's jaw tenses for a brief moment before he clears his throat in effort to relax himself as he stands opposite his friend, tongue swiping over his bottom lip habitually with nerves and a stiff nod. He opens his mouth to say something, but closes it abruptly when he can't think of anything witty to say, for once, and instead he takes a small step forward, looking at Tao's body with fumbling hands; he doesn't know where to put them for a long moment, and he eventually settles for settling them around Tao's waist, hands spread flat on his back to pull him closer as Jongdae tilts his head to look up at him, lifting himself up onto tip toes and finally kissing his friend. As soon as his mouth finds Tao's, it gets easier. His lips flick up into a small smile as he catches the lingering sweet taste on Tao's lips, and he can help but swiftly run his tongue over Tao's bottom lip, just to find a little more of the addictive taste, and he subconsciously lets out a quiet hum of content approval and leaning closer to the taller man. It takes him just a little longer than necessary to pull away and he does so with a shy chuckle. 

Jongdae knocks a little rhythm on the familiar door and soon enough he hears the faint chuckle of the apartment’s owner and it wings open to reveal the tall man with a little piece of frosting on his nose. Jongdae laughs, reaching up to tap it before he walks past Tao, letting himself into his home. Tao doesn’t bat an eyelid to the usual behaviour, pushing the door shut behind him before following the ‘guest’ to the kitchen. “What’ve you got for me today?” He asks, rocking up on his toes and already looking around the counter for the sweets to be revealed. “Impatience isn’t a good trait, you know,” Tao chides playfully, heading over to pull out a small tin of cutely made cupcakes. They’re made with various chocolates and sweets in the form of ears sticking out of the frosting, accompanied with icing artistically made into animal faces and Jongdae smiles so much when he see’s them that his cheeks ache and his eyes almost disappear above them. “They’re adorable,” Jongdae coo’s, picking one up in the shape of a panda. “Looks like you!” Tao rolls his eyes, mockingly picking up one in the shape of a kitten and grins, “looks like you.” Jongdae scowls at him for a little and laughs, taking a bite of the cupcake and Tao laughs too, before copying him. He’s concentrated on the cupcake, humming in tasty approval before it’s all gone and he looks up to see Tao finishing his and he smiles, shaking his head. “You-” he cuts himself off when Tao looks at him with such an innocently sweet expression; he looks so happy, that Jongdae loses the ability to speak. Jongdae’s long since realised that Tao is beautiful, that Tao is warm and Tao is home and Tao is … Tao. He clears his throat, willing himself to look away but it’s to no avail because he can’t seem to manage it. With frosting all over his nose and lips, even a bit on his chin, he still looks so impeccable that Jongdae can’t help it. He doesn’t know how to stop and he wouldn’t have even if he did. He leans up and kisses the frosting from his nose, then from his jaw and his chin and then stops, just for a second, just to check that Tao’s not freaking out. He’s stiffened in shock and Jongdae thinks that’s it - that’s their friendship, gone. But then he murmurs out a soft, warm “Jongdae” and Jongdae wants to whimper at the way it makes him feel, so he kisses the frosting from his lips, and keeps on kissing him. His lips pulling Tao in and Tao’s arms wrap around Jongdae so quickly, crushing him to his body with a grip that tells Jongdae ‘I want this’ and Jongdae kisses him so softly but so urgently to say ‘I need this’.Tao’s hands run up Jongdae’s back, fingers sliding to take hold of his hair and pull him closer, but there’s no distance to close so instead they stumble backwards until the fridge clatters behind Tao’s back and both of them let breathless chuckles into the kiss, both unwilling to pull away.