Hyunjin glanced at the menu that Seungmin held, also surveying the breakfast options. It was 9:36, and Hyunjin would be lying if he said he wasn't hungry.
I actually—when did I eat last?
It was easy to forget that in the Human realm, he needed to consume food and water to keep his energy up.
But, there were a few things that were of more interest to him right then. The first being the way they were standing in line, causing Hyunjin to be pressed up against the back of Seungmin's body, looking over his shoulder at the menu. Hyunjin wanted to rest his chin on the other boy's shoulder out of sleepiness, he had already yawned four times in the past few minutes.
I guess I haven't recovered all my energy from shifting yet.
The second very tempting thing catching his eye was the laden tip jar that sat on the counter not so far from where they stood.
They wouldn't even notice if I...
Hyunjin eyed the busy cafe workers, observing their level of awareness. It was a week day morning, they were scrambling, and no one was paying attention.
Mmm, I could just take a handful...
Seungmin was looking at him,
"What do you want?"
"Huh?" Hyunjin's tired brain was not doing him a service, "I want to go back to sleep."
Seungmin frowned at him,
"What do you want to eat."
"Ah," the Demon smiled, "I don't know, you?"
Seungmin blushed, eyes widening as he looked around to see if anyone had heard them. Hyunjin suddenly understood, and chuckled,
"No, I meant—I don't know what I want, 'what about you' you know?" He explained, earning a nod from Seungmin, who was clutching the paper menu with a fervor that Hyunjin was sure he wasn't aware of.
Dirty mind.
Hyunjin smiled, he placed a hand on the shorter boy's, gently removing the menu as he leaned in close to Seungmin's ear from behind,
"But I wouldn't mind another taste," He said quietly. Seungmin stiffened, staring straight ahead dedicatedly. Hyunjin held his laugh, slowly retreating to his former position to examine the menu in his hand.
He didn't know much about Human food, except for alcohol. And french fries, he loved French fries. So he just decided to get the first thing on the menu, and went back to eyeing the full tip jar, while Seungmin was seemingly trying very hard to limit the amount of his body that touched Hyunjin's.
It was not working very well, but that may have been due to Hyunjin slipping his finger through one of Seungmin's belt loops and holding him in place.
He smells like strawberry and banana—hah! And he calls me a strawberry head.
They finally made it to the counter to order and Seungmin did so as Hyunjin waited for his opportunity to plunge his hand into the tip jar.
The worker nodded after Seungmin's order,
"And your boyfriend?" She said looking at Hyunjin.
Hyunjin chuckled into his hand as Seungmin sputtered,
"He's my friend!"
'Oh, sorry, but what will he have?" The worker looked like she didn't give two fucks as she waited for Hyunjin's order, which he gave with a smile.
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🔗BOUND🔗 | Seungjin
Fanfiction"What are you doing," Seungmin demanded breathily. Hyunjin thought that was a very good question. He must have been losing his mind, but he smiled as he pulled a keychain out of Seungmin's pocket and dangled it in front of his face, "What do you...
