#wolfgang.

“I think that you’re going to survive,” Wolfgang said, grinning up from where he was currently inspecting the other’s ankle. It definitely wasn’t broken and probably not even sprained, even if the fall had been a little dramatic. To be fair, it was mostly because of Wolfgang. He leaned down and pressed a kiss against to the top of his foot.  

‘ i’m --- sorry ‘bout that whole kicking you thing. ‘

“You have no idea how pretty you look right now,” Wolfgang said with a smile, leaning back and using his polaroid camera. It seemed safe enough to keep between the two of them, setting the camera to the side. The bright colored rope was crossed over Daesun’s body, keeping him from being able to move too much while definitely accentuating certain parts.

“People usually say that I look best with someone’s hands around my throat,” Wolfgang said, barely containing his grin.

“I’m a monster,” Wolfgang said with no issue smiling at them, not a second of hesitation. He knew that he probably sounded as though he was dramatic. But it was the truth, even if they wouldn’t fully understand that.

"Come on, just admit that you hate me," Wolfgang said, sounding delighted to have the opportunity to torment them than actually upset over being hated. No, that was the correct response to him, that was how people should react to him. So he was always curious when someone actually got it right and he might as well.