diamond plated tension
“When we kiss—“
“Hold up,” Hao frowns. “‘When’? Why would we kiss?”
Hanbin blinks. “Because couples kiss all the time? Wouldn’t it be suspicious for Taerae to never see us kiss?”
By the heavens, the kid’s got a point. Smart boy. “Okay, sure. If—”
“When.”
“—we kiss, we should probably save it as a last resort. Like, a make it or break it type of situation where Taerae and Matthew are really suspicious of us.”
For some reason, Hanbin doesn’t seem too pleased by that idea, his mouth puckered in a sad little pout. Why he would be sad though, is beyond Hao.
“What was your question?” Hao prompts, tempted to reach over and smooth the furrow of Hanbin’s knit brow with his fingers.
Like magic, Hanbin perks up and his eyes glitter with the glory of a sky full of stars. “Can I use tongue?”
Or, Hao lies to his best friend that he has a boyfriend. Thankfully Sung Hanbin is more than happy to go along with the charade, but why are his eyes so damn sparkly, why is he so warm all the time, and why does he keep asking if they can kiss with tongue?