Xie settles against him comfortably, a tiny smile creeping into his face the first time Kevin presses his face into his hair. His hair takes a lot of time and money, he's glad it's being appreciated.
(Also his expensive conditioner smells amazing, if he does say so himself)
The switchblade stays tucked away, instead his fingers idly trace circles on Kevin's thigh, just above his knee. Occasionally, he'll lightly slap his hand down or grip onto his knee instead, whenever he has a strong reaction to something awful (or unbearably 90s) happening on screen.
"How is this man a professional?" He gripes at one particularly egregious example of hideous taste.
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Date: 2023-11-01 08:46 pm (UTC)Xie settles against him comfortably, a tiny smile creeping into his face the first time Kevin presses his face into his hair. His hair takes a lot of time and money, he's glad it's being appreciated.
(Also his expensive conditioner smells amazing, if he does say so himself)
The switchblade stays tucked away, instead his fingers idly trace circles on Kevin's thigh, just above his knee. Occasionally, he'll lightly slap his hand down or grip onto his knee instead, whenever he has a strong reaction to something awful (or unbearably 90s) happening on screen.
"How is this man a professional?" He gripes at one particularly egregious example of hideous taste.