[he laces his fingers between bae's, swinging their hands as they walk. baein is a lover, and a lover of all things - all the colors found in nature must call to him.
he stops suddenly and points.]
Look! A shop is still open!
[when he moves again, it's in a run, though he's careful to make sure that bae can keep up.
and it seems there is a reason for it being open at a late hour. one glance around and it's obvious that they sell things for more, ah, nighttime activities.]
[ the tug is abrupt, even if baein easily keeps up, fluid in his movements he never was before he was a vampire, and he follows daeshim immediately, coming to a halt the moment they step inside the store. it's all baein can do but look around with wide eyes before his cheeks flush a little red. ]
[daeshim still doesn't let go of his hand, not even when they're inside. but he will try to not pull him around like a balloon on a string. it's hard, especially when there are so many things that he wants to inspect at once.]
Bae! Look at this!
[he hurries over to some erotic woodblock prints first, squinting at the subject matter.]
What kind of creature is this?
[he's a forest dweller, of course he's never seen an octopus before.]
[ he's fed recently which is why he's able to flush as much as he does, and baein stutters at first at the sight before he relaxes. he can't help but glance at daeshim, feel fondness well up inside him at the question and excitement. ]
That's a sea creature. It's called an octopus...
[ he squints a little closer to the work as well, eyes a little wide. ]
N-no, they... they really do not. I believe this is some kind of erotic, uh... fantasy?
[ the vampire blinks at daeshim, mind halting for a second before he registers. ]
Your vines— no, they're not the same...
[ are they? does dae use his vines for— baein goes if possibly even pinker (it's not very possible but it happens anyway) before he looks to what daeshim is holding. and he tilts his head in confusion. ]
Oh... I do not know. It certainly looks like some kind of necklace.
[but maybe he's not the best judge of such things. he knows that many would say the same thing about his treasures.
he puts it down, finally spotting something more akin to what they're looking for - a maid's dress and short silk robes, and something made of lace delicate enough that it's almost like spiderwebs.]
Bae! [he calls out before hurrying to remove one from where it hangs, holding it up against him as he turns to face the vampire.] Look! It's as pink as a cherry blossom! You must try this one.
No... it's a little interesting, but I don't think it's very pretty either.
[ baein isn't sure if it's a necklace at all, but he also cannot judge this very well. when daeshim runs off again, baein follows obediently, only to come to a halt when daeshim turns back again. and he blinks, and blinks again, eyes wide, cheeks feeling like they're burning as he looks down at the garment held up to him. a warmth that has nothing to do with the proximity of daeshim (but also everything to do with that) curls in his chest and baein's mouth opens and closes and opens and closes before he finds words. ]
Those... are clothes? You mean I should? There's barely any fabric—?
[daeshim nods in agreement, though that's probably not what bae was going for there. the fae trots away, but just long enough to speak to the owner, an old native who has seen just about all the strangeness that refugees have to offer.]
He says we can try them on!
[he's just gonna start getting undressed right there, yep.]
It's definitely revealing. So this is what's called "slutty"...
[ trailing off, the vampire looks after daeshim as he talks to the clerk, though when the fae returns to undress without a care in the world, baein immediately reaches out to stop him, a little startled by the sudden turn of events. he knows how stores work, at the very least. that, and he looks as embarrassed as he can get. ]
Wait! We can't undress in the middle of the store— there's probably changing rooms—?
[ looking around, baein spots a few stalls at the end of the store, and he looks back at the fae, eyes wide and almost pleading, cheeks red. ]
[daeshim pauses mid-strip to listen, though it's not clear if he actually understands or not. bae says that they can't just undress right there, and the fae knows that it's quite possible because he's already doing it. but there must be some reason why they shouldn't.]
Okay.
[bae is turning his puppy vamp expression on him, and there probably isn't anyone alive or undead who can resist it. he leaves his clothes half-hanging off of him, but at least he waits until they're in the changing room before he takes off any more.]
[ baein can see that the fae doesn't understand, and he immediately feels bad for reacting like that. once they're inside the changing room, he turns to daeshim, a little sheepish and apologetic. ]
I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to react like that. I want you to know I'm not mad about it and I wouldn't have cared if it was just us. I just... some people can be very misunderstanding, and I didn't want anyone else in the store to give you any grief for it.
[ technically, he's used to daeshim in various states of undress... this one, but also the werewolf daeshim back home. still... it shouldn't have mattered now either. ]
[there's still many things that daeshim doesn't understand. and it's not that he doesn't want to understand - he still tries. but he's also learned to accept that sometimes he just won't understand something.
so when bae starts to ramble, apologize even, he listens for a moment before lifting both hands to cup the vampire's face. he stares into his eyes for a moment before speaking.]
You are very sweet. Thank you for looking out for me.
[it's a genuine question, but what right would daeshim have to call something "strange" in teh first place? bae is always free to talk about anything he wants with him.]
I do!
[there's excitement in his voice as he resumes his stripping. that part is easy, but the clothes may prove a little more delicate and complicated than he was expecting.]
Mmm...it's hard to tell the front from the back...
[ maybe it's not strange after all, but still. he keeps his eyes on daeshim's face once the fae is undressed, mostly out of propriety than anything, though at this point he is sort of used to it. ]
They do look a little complicated. Would you let me help?
[ he's holding his hands out, though waiting for daeshim's approval. he's only a little red. ]
[daeshim doesn't respond in words. he just turns around to face him while holding the "outfit" (is there enough to it for it to even be called that??) out to him.
[ blinking, the prince accepts the outfit, turning it this way and that, but he has to give daeshim a confused, almost flustered look at the statement, and then he ducks his head to avoid the look when daeshim smiles like that. ]
I've never really... um. Handled anything like this before. I don't think I would know how well... but I'll try.
[ he breathes it out, the realization, and the fact that daeshim is probably right. but it's in many different ways like this. then he turns a small smile at the fae. ]
You're very precious to me, no matter where you are, or what... you, you are. Though, I can't say I've ever, um... done something like this with you before.
[ swallowing, he almost sways when daeshim's hand curl around his hips, and he tilts his head slightly to press a hesitant kiss to the fae's hair. this isn't something he's ever done for his daeshim, no matter how many times he wanted to. but here... it's been easier, to somehow unabashedly showering his affections on the other without having to think of anyone watching, perhaps judging. putting them in danger. ]
Y-yeah...?
[ baein could've sworn his heart stutters in his chest at the fae's words, and baein breathes out. ]
I don't care who you are, or what you are. If there are a thousand Baeins, there is room in my heart for all of you. I won't leave a one out.
[daeshim will do what the other dae hesitates to do, even if he knows he wants to. somehow, he knows it.
he lifts his head again, looks into the vampire's eyes and sees the truth of his words. it makes him smile, smile and tiptoe just enough that he's able to kiss him on the lips.]
[ baein wants to kiss him, it's the only thing on his mind for a second as his heard seems to swell in his chest from it's crinkled, dried up husk. daeshim's words, and the way he looks at baein, is a little overwhelming, but baein can't look away.
so he draws breath (he is amazed every time he does even if he doesn't need to. he'll never get used to that feeling), and then breathes it out, shoulders sagging slightly. and he meets daeshim's smile readily, can't help that either, and doesn't try to. and then daeshim does kiss him, and baein melts into it for a moment, enough that when the fae pulls away with a happy exclamation, baein blinks for a second before he manages to flush pink. ]
O-oh. All right.
[ it dawns on him that he'll have to undress and maybe he feels a little sheepish, self conscious, but he moves to tug at the shirt he's wearing first. ]
[daeshim could definitely wait for him to kiss him again..and again, though they might never leave the changing room at all if they started. baein might be cold to the touch, but the feeling that the vampire gives him when he smiles that way is nothing but warmth. he's sure it's true for everyone who meets him, even if bae sadly can't feel it towards himself. yet.
the fae doesn't rush to help him, but he's definitely there if needed, and also to help him figure out the barely-there garments that they've chosen. daeshim giggles once it's on, and slaps his hands against his cheeks.]
If only Jasper could see you!
[his eyes sparkle, and the pink color creeps out from underneath his fingers.]
He would take you into his arms right in this very room, I know it!
[ the way the lingerie feels on his skin is so different and new and the prince almost wants to squirm under daeshim's eyes, unsure where to place his own on the fae. he feels shy, almost but the fact that they're both dressed in similar clothes makes it a little easier, to not want to hide in a corner somewhere because he can feel the flush under his skin.
and the way the fae is almost sparkling at him as he looks at him... ]
J-Jasper...?
[ the idea has baein duck his head and he's definitely flustered even if it's not entirely visually represented. ]
[even daeshim feels pretty in the lingerie, delicate and lacy. but it's something completely different on bae. bae's the one who makes it looks pretty.]
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[he laces his fingers between bae's, swinging their hands as they walk. baein is a lover, and a lover of all things - all the colors found in nature must call to him.
he stops suddenly and points.]
Look! A shop is still open!
[when he moves again, it's in a run, though he's careful to make sure that bae can keep up.
and it seems there is a reason for it being open at a late hour. one glance around and it's obvious that they sell things for more, ah, nighttime activities.]
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[ the tug is abrupt, even if baein easily keeps up, fluid in his movements he never was before he was a vampire, and he follows daeshim immediately, coming to a halt the moment they step inside the store. it's all baein can do but look around with wide eyes before his cheeks flush a little red. ]
Oh...
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Bae! Look at this!
[he hurries over to some erotic woodblock prints first, squinting at the subject matter.]
What kind of creature is this?
[he's a forest dweller, of course he's never seen an octopus before.]
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That's a sea creature. It's called an octopus...
[ he squints a little closer to the work as well, eyes a little wide. ]
Wow, this is... um. Really detailed.
[ WHY ARE THINGS GOING THERE. ]
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[because things really are going. there. and he's not sure how a sea creature can do that with humans of the earth.]
They remind me of my vines.
[the tentacles. daeshim wanders away after a few more seconds of looking, towing bae along with him hand in hand.]
Bae! What do you think this is!
[he picks up the ball gag, holding it up to show him before turning it around.]
Is it a necklace? It's too small to go around the waist.
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[ the vampire blinks at daeshim, mind halting for a second before he registers. ]
Your vines— no, they're not the same...
[ are they? does dae use his vines for— baein goes if possibly even pinker (it's not very possible but it happens anyway) before he looks to what daeshim is holding. and he tilts his head in confusion. ]
Oh... I do not know. It certainly looks like some kind of necklace.
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[but maybe he's not the best judge of such things. he knows that many would say the same thing about his treasures.
he puts it down, finally spotting something more akin to what they're looking for - a maid's dress and short silk robes, and something made of lace delicate enough that it's almost like spiderwebs.]
Bae! [he calls out before hurrying to remove one from where it hangs, holding it up against him as he turns to face the vampire.] Look! It's as pink as a cherry blossom! You must try this one.
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[ baein isn't sure if it's a necklace at all, but he also cannot judge this very well. when daeshim runs off again, baein follows obediently, only to come to a halt when daeshim turns back again. and he blinks, and blinks again, eyes wide, cheeks feeling like they're burning as he looks down at the garment held up to him. a warmth that has nothing to do with the proximity of daeshim (but also everything to do with that) curls in his chest and baein's mouth opens and closes and opens and closes before he finds words. ]
Those... are clothes? You mean I should? There's barely any fabric—?
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[daeshim nods in agreement, though that's probably not what bae was going for there. the fae trots away, but just long enough to speak to the owner, an old native who has seen just about all the strangeness that refugees have to offer.]
He says we can try them on!
[he's just gonna start getting undressed right there, yep.]
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[ trailing off, the vampire looks after daeshim as he talks to the clerk, though when the fae returns to undress without a care in the world, baein immediately reaches out to stop him, a little startled by the sudden turn of events. he knows how stores work, at the very least. that, and he looks as embarrassed as he can get. ]
Wait! We can't undress in the middle of the store— there's probably changing rooms—?
[ looking around, baein spots a few stalls at the end of the store, and he looks back at the fae, eyes wide and almost pleading, cheeks red. ]
Let's go there?
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Okay.
[bae is turning his puppy vamp expression on him, and there probably isn't anyone alive or undead who can resist it. he leaves his clothes half-hanging off of him, but at least he waits until they're in the changing room before he takes off any more.]
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I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to react like that. I want you to know I'm not mad about it and I wouldn't have cared if it was just us. I just... some people can be very misunderstanding, and I didn't want anyone else in the store to give you any grief for it.
[ technically, he's used to daeshim in various states of undress... this one, but also the werewolf daeshim back home. still... it shouldn't have mattered now either. ]
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so when bae starts to ramble, apologize even, he listens for a moment before lifting both hands to cup the vampire's face. he stares into his eyes for a moment before speaking.]
You are very sweet. Thank you for looking out for me.
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Oh. I... of course I would. You mean so much to me, it is natural.
[ he still looks a little sheepish though, and he reaches up to cover daeshim's hands with his own. ]
Sorry, I started rambling about strange things, right?
[ he smiles a little at the other, fond beyond anything. ]
Do you want to try out clothes now?
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[it's a genuine question, but what right would daeshim have to call something "strange" in teh first place? bae is always free to talk about anything he wants with him.]
I do!
[there's excitement in his voice as he resumes his stripping. that part is easy, but the clothes may prove a little more delicate and complicated than he was expecting.]
Mmm...it's hard to tell the front from the back...
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[ maybe it's not strange after all, but still. he keeps his eyes on daeshim's face once the fae is undressed, mostly out of propriety than anything, though at this point he is sort of used to it. ]
They do look a little complicated. Would you let me help?
[ he's holding his hands out, though waiting for daeshim's approval. he's only a little red. ]
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a slow smile crosses the fae's lips.]
I bet you are always good at this sort of thing.
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[ blinking, the prince accepts the outfit, turning it this way and that, but he has to give daeshim a confused, almost flustered look at the statement, and then he ducks his head to avoid the look when daeshim smiles like that. ]
I've never really... um. Handled anything like this before. I don't think I would know how well... but I'll try.
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[that's what daeshim means. and for some reason he's shyer about that about being naked in front of him.]
You make me feel very cared for, in a way that only you can.
[the fae reaches for him, fingers curling at bae's hips as he rests his forehead against his shoulder.]
I would make you feel cared for too, in any way that you wanted.
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[ he breathes it out, the realization, and the fact that daeshim is probably right. but it's in many different ways like this. then he turns a small smile at the fae. ]
You're very precious to me, no matter where you are, or what... you, you are. Though, I can't say I've ever, um... done something like this with you before.
[ swallowing, he almost sways when daeshim's hand curl around his hips, and he tilts his head slightly to press a hesitant kiss to the fae's hair. this isn't something he's ever done for his daeshim, no matter how many times he wanted to. but here... it's been easier, to somehow unabashedly showering his affections on the other without having to think of anyone watching, perhaps judging. putting them in danger. ]
Y-yeah...?
[ baein could've sworn his heart stutters in his chest at the fae's words, and baein breathes out. ]
You do.
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[daeshim will do what the other dae hesitates to do, even if he knows he wants to. somehow, he knows it.
he lifts his head again, looks into the vampire's eyes and sees the truth of his words. it makes him smile, smile and tiptoe just enough that he's able to kiss him on the lips.]
Let's get you dressed next! I can't wait to see.
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[ baein wants to kiss him, it's the only thing on his mind for a second as his heard seems to swell in his chest from it's crinkled, dried up husk. daeshim's words, and the way he looks at baein, is a little overwhelming, but baein can't look away.
so he draws breath (he is amazed every time he does even if he doesn't need to. he'll never get used to that feeling), and then breathes it out, shoulders sagging slightly. and he meets daeshim's smile readily, can't help that either, and doesn't try to. and then daeshim does kiss him, and baein melts into it for a moment, enough that when the fae pulls away with a happy exclamation, baein blinks for a second before he manages to flush pink. ]
O-oh. All right.
[ it dawns on him that he'll have to undress and maybe he feels a little sheepish, self conscious, but he moves to tug at the shirt he's wearing first. ]
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the fae doesn't rush to help him, but he's definitely there if needed, and also to help him figure out the barely-there garments that they've chosen. daeshim giggles once it's on, and slaps his hands against his cheeks.]
If only Jasper could see you!
[his eyes sparkle, and the pink color creeps out from underneath his fingers.]
He would take you into his arms right in this very room, I know it!
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and the way the fae is almost sparkling at him as he looks at him... ]
J-Jasper...?
[ the idea has baein duck his head and he's definitely flustered even if it's not entirely visually represented. ]
I... are you sure...? This is so revealing...
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[even daeshim feels pretty in the lingerie, delicate and lacy. but it's something completely different on bae. bae's the one who makes it looks pretty.]
I know he'd agree, I know he would!
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