[ Excuse you, Rook would argue that Minjun has no reason to feel self aware at all. Minjun was always the right kind of casual that left something to ache in Rook's chest and warm at the same time. He was always the right kind of put together, an almost fuzzy feeling to his presence that made the demon feel safe despite everything. And the fact that Minjun was so humble about being so gorgeous only helped that, the feeling safe.
Even now, with lust still simmering in his bones and flecks of gold on his skin beneath the sweater, Rook feels like he could curl up and exist with Minjun, no questions asked.
The demon hums lightly as he walks, dipping his head and trying not to sound too bitter when he speaks.]
Ah, was summoned. Didn't really grab my phone before that. Sorry.
[ Minjun knows how much Rook hates being summoned, how much he hates what he is (eternal punishment after all) and what people summon him for whether on earth or in hell. It makes the demon feel hollow and cheap. He usually hides it, with soft smiles or bright laughter, but today it is a little harder. Minjun helps through, takes his mind off it.
Especially with those words. The demon turns with a barely there flush on his face at the admission, smile curling his lips and awe in his eyes.] You are too good to me, Minnie, far too good.
[ And warm. Oh, Rook tenses for the briefest second at the touch before he curls into Minjun as he is pulled close, makes himself a little smaller as he presses close and breathes deep, tension slipping from his shoulders on the exhale. ]
Hmmm, just took a shower. You're warm. Comfy. [ A sigh as Rook curls his arms around his ribs, all but nuzzles against his collarbones, voice quiet. ] Thank you. Know you didn't plan this but I needed it.
[ A low, displeased rumble leaves Minjun at that admission. He knows there's nothing he can do to stop Rook from being summoned, and he knows on top of that that there's nothing he can do about the things he's always asked to do. But it still leaves a sour taste in his mouth to know that Rook is being used in that kind of way. Beautiful Rook, who's the least like any demon he's ever run across before, who would rather curl up under a blanket and watch a movie than do anything that he's commanded to do.
He lifts a hand and gently runs his fingers through still damp hair, ruffling it just a little bit. His other hand runs up and down Rook's back in as soothing a gesture as he can manage and his eyes close, lips finding Rook's temple to place a soft kiss. ]
All the better that I'm here, then. If you aren't hungry, we can just go relax.
[ even though Rook knows that he shouldn't feel a flicker of guilt at the noise Minjun makes, he still does. still feels like he has let Minjun down even if he doesn't actually have control over anything. even if he knows that Minjun doesn't fault him at all for what he is and what he does when he is summoned (when he has little choice in the matter of it all). Rook almost tries to hide in Minjun's arms, the comfort that he finds there reassuring.
almost more relaxing than the shower actually.]
Mmm, no I think I would like to help. Make something with you.
[ wants to be useful in some way that doesn't involve his body in a physical way. wants to create something that someone can enjoy. Rook tips his head into the kiss, eyes closing and a soft noise slipping free. careful there, you might be holding him up completely sooner rather than later and he really does want to help make dinner.]
Dinner then a movie? I was gonna watch that new historical romance one, if you want?
[ another kiss to rook's temple, this one lingering just a little longer, trying to convey just a little more, a message of being there. being present. ready to help hold up the man before the demon, whatever man there is that's left at least. minjun nuzzles his nose into rook's hair for a moment before he lets out a slow breath and finally disengages. he's cold almost immediately without rook's warmth pressed into him and he rubs his arms a little to try to bring some of it back. ]
Alright. I mostly just brought some things from home to throw together a couple of quick things. Comforting eats.
[ as opposed to his usual self-imposed regimen of healthy eats only. he pulls various things out of the bags, rice and kimchi and even some fish, and sets it all out on the counter. ]
Fried fish and kimchi fried rice? There are some pickled cucumbers in there, too, that we can snack on while we cook.
[ the smile that lights up Rook's face at that is star bright and not at all hidden when he turns it to Minjun completely, leaning into the kiss and the touch all the more before the other pulls away. not that Rook really lets him get far, he is so touchy, so tactile and clingy when he is given the chance (when he is given the choice) and easily settles himself in Minjun's orbit as he moves to pull things out of the bag. Rook hovers, nearly pressing against his back and side while humming at what is pulled out.
the demon snorts a little at the way Minjun says its just a couple things to throw together quickly, like it was easy. like it wasn't something that meant the world to Rook.]
You could make me toast and I would consider it a comfort eat, you know.
[ the admission is quiet, but true. he honestly cannot remember the last time someone went out of their way to do something like this for him, the last time someone saw Rook and not the gilded golden wings and pleasure. but -- now was not the time to think on it, Rook nods and nudges his hip against Minjun, eyes bright.]
Whatever you want, Minnie. Just tell me what to do!
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Even now, with lust still simmering in his bones and flecks of gold on his skin beneath the sweater, Rook feels like he could curl up and exist with Minjun, no questions asked.
The demon hums lightly as he walks, dipping his head and trying not to sound too bitter when he speaks.]
Ah, was summoned. Didn't really grab my phone before that. Sorry.
[ Minjun knows how much Rook hates being summoned, how much he hates what he is (eternal punishment after all) and what people summon him for whether on earth or in hell. It makes the demon feel hollow and cheap. He usually hides it, with soft smiles or bright laughter, but today it is a little harder. Minjun helps through, takes his mind off it.
Especially with those words. The demon turns with a barely there flush on his face at the admission, smile curling his lips and awe in his eyes.] You are too good to me, Minnie, far too good.
[ And warm. Oh, Rook tenses for the briefest second at the touch before he curls into Minjun as he is pulled close, makes himself a little smaller as he presses close and breathes deep, tension slipping from his shoulders on the exhale. ]
Hmmm, just took a shower. You're warm. Comfy. [ A sigh as Rook curls his arms around his ribs, all but nuzzles against his collarbones, voice quiet. ] Thank you. Know you didn't plan this but I needed it.
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[ A low, displeased rumble leaves Minjun at that admission. He knows there's nothing he can do to stop Rook from being summoned, and he knows on top of that that there's nothing he can do about the things he's always asked to do. But it still leaves a sour taste in his mouth to know that Rook is being used in that kind of way. Beautiful Rook, who's the least like any demon he's ever run across before, who would rather curl up under a blanket and watch a movie than do anything that he's commanded to do.
He lifts a hand and gently runs his fingers through still damp hair, ruffling it just a little bit. His other hand runs up and down Rook's back in as soothing a gesture as he can manage and his eyes close, lips finding Rook's temple to place a soft kiss. ]
All the better that I'm here, then. If you aren't hungry, we can just go relax.
[ Let him take care of you. ]
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almost more relaxing than the shower actually.]
Mmm, no I think I would like to help. Make something with you.
[ wants to be useful in some way that doesn't involve his body in a physical way. wants to create something that someone can enjoy. Rook tips his head into the kiss, eyes closing and a soft noise slipping free. careful there, you might be holding him up completely sooner rather than later and he really does want to help make dinner.]
Dinner then a movie? I was gonna watch that new historical romance one, if you want?
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[ another kiss to rook's temple, this one lingering just a little longer, trying to convey just a little more, a message of being there. being present. ready to help hold up the man before the demon, whatever man there is that's left at least. minjun nuzzles his nose into rook's hair for a moment before he lets out a slow breath and finally disengages. he's cold almost immediately without rook's warmth pressed into him and he rubs his arms a little to try to bring some of it back. ]
Alright. I mostly just brought some things from home to throw together a couple of quick things. Comforting eats.
[ as opposed to his usual self-imposed regimen of healthy eats only. he pulls various things out of the bags, rice and kimchi and even some fish, and sets it all out on the counter. ]
Fried fish and kimchi fried rice? There are some pickled cucumbers in there, too, that we can snack on while we cook.
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the demon snorts a little at the way Minjun says its just a couple things to throw together quickly, like it was easy. like it wasn't something that meant the world to Rook.]
You could make me toast and I would consider it a comfort eat, you know.
[ the admission is quiet, but true. he honestly cannot remember the last time someone went out of their way to do something like this for him, the last time someone saw Rook and not the gilded golden wings and pleasure. but -- now was not the time to think on it, Rook nods and nudges his hip against Minjun, eyes bright.]
Whatever you want, Minnie. Just tell me what to do!