[New Uni-Stripper-Verse] // Boo

[adistraction]

Things were different now.

Jail does something to people, man. But not really.

It had been a <i>time</i> since that last fight and for now people were behaving for the most part.

Hunter <i>had</i> cleaned Sungki’s apartment as he’d promised the first night. It’d taken a few trips and a lot of laundry detergent but he’d managed to get everything cleaned up properly and he’d…unintentionally started half-moving in. It wasn’t his fault, though! Sungki’s place was closer to the club and usually he was too lazy or tired to leave when they’d finally finished doing whatever they’d been doing after work.

Some of his own clothes had ended up in Sungki’s closet, his drawers, he’d traded in the disposable toothbrush for one like the one he had at home. You know…the usual stuff.

But that was all besides the point.

He’d been watching one of their favorite cops flirting with what looked like a rich rebel or something. He’d look cute with kitten ears. The cop was nice, though. He didn’t visit off duty that much but enough that Hunter knew who he was. He’d been watching those two for a while, but the moment he saw Sungki, he’d tapped out and left the bar to whoever else was there that night in favor of finding his favorite mama kitty.

“Your cops here~” he says, reaching for the blonds hand to draw him in, “you know, the cute one that people have confused <i>for</i> one of you guys.” 

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[sungki]

His apartment is so clean that he can't find any of his things. It's fine though, now he has more room for Hunter's things. A toothbrush here, a pair of underwear there. Personal items keep showing up one or two at a time. They should probably just have the talk and make it official - they're living together. Things have just been too busy to properly bring it up.

"Oh, Arlo?"

The cop has a name, apparently, and is worthy of a little smile. But Hunter's still the one who has a matching magnet in him. At least it seems that way from the way he's pulled right up against the other's body. Sungki squints at him suspiciously.

"I bet you'd like to see that too, wouldn't you?"

[adistraction]

Now that it’s clean they can make it messy together. And then Hunter can reclean it when it gets too much. Compromise.

But the talk is something they probably should have one day. Even if it is pretty obvious at this point that it’s happened or happening. It’s in progress.

“Mhm,” Hunter nods and glances over to where ‘Arlo’ is sitting with his kitty friend. When he looks back at Sungki he squints back, “Wouldn’t you?”

[sungki]

Sungki hums, eyes averted heavenward as he sucks on his bottom lip.

"He's tall and handsome. Looks good in his uniform too. Oh, we could even do a cop and donut routine together!"

He quickly starts trying to look past Hunter, as if to seek the cop out and ask him right then.

"The audience would love it."

[adistraction]

Hunter watches Sungki’s lip bite and then slowly arches a brow.

“Oh, so you don’t just want to see him get naked, you want to get naked with him,” he hums, “I see.”

He looks back out there and watches the pair for a moment, considering, “He is handsome. And he is pretty gentle with the cuffs.”

[sungki]

"He is."

Sungki sighs. Now which part was he agreeing with...

He smiles and gives Hunter's ass a playful swat.

"Getting naked is a part of the job. You're the only one who gets to touch."

He slips his hand into Hunter's to guide it over his body.

[adistraction]

Hunter blinks and looks back over once he’s swat.

This time he wasn’t actually jealous or anything. He’s strangely more secure in this thing they have now than he had been before. Sungki hadn’t gotten rid of him, or sick of him…he still…

Exhaling slowly, his fingers curl a little against the others skin and he leans in to kiss him, “That makes me so happy.”

Literally.

[sungki]

Sungki kisses him back, lips curving into a little smile. He lingers in this closeness for a few moments before drawing back.

"C'mon. You can help me get dressed for my stage. My work husband is busy."

[adistraction]

“How many husbands do you have?” Hunter asks curiously, following after him, “I feel like I should also point out that I’m better at taking them off….”

[sungki]

"Bishop's my work husband. And you're-" how should he put this in a way that doesn't freak him out, "trial hubby?"

He leads Hunter back to the dressing room before turning to face him. One eyebrow arches.

"What would you like to be called?"

[adistraction]

“I…”

Hunter closes the door and cocks his head to look Sungki’s face over, “Boyfriend? But…considering how things have been going…” he hesitates… “soon to be…pre-husband?”

[sungki]

Boyfriend is nice. Sungki doesn't have any negative reaction to that word. He smiles at it, and leans in to give Hunter another quick kiss before he starts getting undressed.

But then Hunter continues on. Soon to be pre-husband. Oh that's cute. He chuckles softly before looking back up at him.

"I like the sound of that."

[adistraction]

Considering the topic, Hunter sits down on the arm of a chair and watches Sungki undress without trying to jump his bones. He still looks. Appreciates. But his mind is somewhere else.

Somewhere more serious.

“…should I just move in? Officially. Not just…gradually have your apartment acquire more and more of my underwear,” he says after a moment, “Or is that too much right now?”

[sungki]

Sungki pauses, head cocked to the side as he considers. Or pretends to consider.

"You could do that. Then I could give you the key that I've already had made instead of losing it when my apartment gets cluttered again."

[adistraction]

Hunter smiles softly, “You had me a key made?”

[sungki]

"I did."

He confirms it softly, stripped down to his underwear. He moves into Hunter's space again.

"I love...many people. But you're special to me."

[adistraction]

Hunters entire being seems to move to make space for Sungki to settle into but his eyes never leave his even though there is a lot he could focus on.

“…you’re special to me, too.”

Very special.

“Thank you…for making me a key.”

[sungki]

"Thank you for being you."

Someone that he wants to give his key to. Someone that he wants to stay with, live with.

He lingers in that space for a little longer before drawing back.

"Now help me dress up as a donut."

[adistraction]

“…thank you for not thinking I’m too weird to be with you.”

He looks over the other fondly, maybe a little lovesick. A little horny. But whatever.

Oh.

“I’m not giving you to the cop.”

[sungki]

"You are perfectly weird in every way. I wouldn't change a thing."

Sungki pauses, arching a brow at him.

"Why? Has someone told you that you're too weird?"

[adistraction]

“Pretty much everyone I’ve ever dated, yeah,” he snorts and moves to help with whatever he actually can help with.

[sungki]

"I'm going to need a list of names."

Sungki hums as he hands him a light tan pair of booty shorts with shiny sprinkles attached. Hunter can help him step onto them and pull them up.

"And don't worry, I'm not asking you to give me to the cop. I'm not giving me to him either." Sungki smirks. "This is a joke more than anything."

[adistraction]

“It’s very short,” Hunter chuckles and takes the booty shorts.

He kneels down and gentle shakes them out so that Sungki can step in and then he carefully works them up along his legs.

“I know he’s not an actual threat. Bishop might be but not the cop.”

[sungki]

He places his hands on Hunter's shoulders for balance, snorting at his words.

"Bishop is family. He's not a threat. Besides, haven't you noticed? His gaze wanders elsewhere."

[adistraction]

“Yeah, I know,” he sets the shorts settles and leans forward to steal a kiss, “I’m always joking when it comes to Bishop. I know he’s not going to steal you away. But he has absolutely been in these don’t shorts so…”

He’s a teeny tiny bit territorial. Maybe.

“One more kiss and then I need to go or else I’ll want to rip these things right back off.”

[sungki]

"But you're the only one who owns the whole bakery."

Sungki catches Hunter's face between his hands, smiling at him with all the fondness in the world before kissing him.

[adistraction]

When the kiss breaks he sighs, “That was weirdly romantic.”

[sungki]

sungki's soft smile becomes more of a smirk, something a little sharp and wicked.

"Right?? I wouldn't blame you if you proposed right now."

[adistraction]

Hunter gives him a look, “would you say yes?”

[sungki]

Sungki cocks an eyebrow, his head tilting to the side in that coy way of his.

"And ruin the surprise? I can't just tell you that."

[adistraction]

Hunter chuckles softly and moves back in to kiss him one more time.

“You better say yes….”

[sungki]

Sungki winks at him before pressing their lips together. And ok, maybe he slips him a little tongue too. Call it "insurance".

[adistraction]

It’s a fantastic insurance policy.

Hunter makes a frustrated sound and leaves before he gets in trouble.