[ Dash's mind, not entirely free from the effects of alcohol, is currently possessed of the thought that Sungmin looks nice in his kitchen. Like he belongs there. He'll noodle that thought over some more when he's more sober.
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Another thought to add to the list: Sungmin seems to fit into Dash's space very well in general. It's easy having him here. Nice, actually. Or more than? More than nice. Dash's thoughts are sort of scrambled, but he tries to keep himself alert.
He takes the coffee with a quiet thanks, setting the crackers in his lap while he gives the drink a tentative sip or two. Very obediently, he alternates between coffee and crackers, looking over the rim of the cup when Sungmin returns with clothing.
It's starting to occur to him that he made the trip home next to someone he's very attracted to... while wearing a fluffy pink bathrobe and nothing else. And he's still sitting here in that same robe. His cheeks resemble the robe itself for a second, before his attention is called away by Sungmin's words. ]
You're really amazing, Sungmin. [ He blinks a few times. ] I don't want to take advantage of your abilities... but I will tell you how I feel. [ That's a concession he can make.
Then, if he really does need help, well. They have the option. ] If you do that - make someone feel really good, I mean - does it make you feel good too? [ He's cradling the coffee mug in his lap now, watching Sungmin with eyes that are slightly more alert. ]
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Add it to the list.
Another thought to add to the list: Sungmin seems to fit into Dash's space very well in general. It's easy having him here. Nice, actually. Or more than? More than nice. Dash's thoughts are sort of scrambled, but he tries to keep himself alert.
He takes the coffee with a quiet thanks, setting the crackers in his lap while he gives the drink a tentative sip or two. Very obediently, he alternates between coffee and crackers, looking over the rim of the cup when Sungmin returns with clothing.
It's starting to occur to him that he made the trip home next to someone he's very attracted to... while wearing a fluffy pink bathrobe and nothing else. And he's still sitting here in that same robe. His cheeks resemble the robe itself for a second, before his attention is called away by Sungmin's words. ]
You're really amazing, Sungmin. [ He blinks a few times. ] I don't want to take advantage of your abilities... but I will tell you how I feel. [ That's a concession he can make.
Then, if he really does need help, well. They have the option. ] If you do that - make someone feel really good, I mean - does it make you feel good too? [ He's cradling the coffee mug in his lap now, watching Sungmin with eyes that are slightly more alert. ]