— ʟɪɴᴏ

boy slash dream. boy of ash-hands and honey-tongue. boy made from atoms and blood cells, from milk teeth and lilacs, from watching the night-stars turn red as new myths. boy who sings, sings sings to the ink.

my sadness is not a cut for you to bandage and it is not a bruise for you to kiss. i am not waiting for you to save me， i am hoping you will love me while i rescue myself.

"I can see that, but I am not complaining!" he laughed a bit and his hand subconsciously rubs the others back still. "See you've been missing out." he laughed lightly.

Chan played around a lot that Lee Know couldn't stand him but he didn't believe that, his hands gently rubbed the others back before hugging around him again. “So you just woke up feeling snuggly?”

Chan laughed a little while opening the delivery app and ordering Lee Know's coffee and one for himself and then sent the order paying for it then laid his phone on Lee Know's back and hugged the other enjoying the rare occasion.

wiggles a bit to get his phone out and rests his chin on Lee Know's shoulder to look at his phone. "your usual?"

Humming with amusement Chan doesn't move. “ want me to order some....?”

Chan smiled and laid his arms across the other's back and closed his eyes again. “ just get up? ”

Oof—Eyes widen in shock seeing it's LeeKnow, but he chuckles and pats the others back. “Good Morning.”