[ out of his league? what? the words were a confusion, plain and simple. myung must not realize his own sense of beauty, which kai would have to work on showing him! husbands did that sort of thing, supported one another and made sure they were happy as clams. amongst other things, of course, but he could probably tell myung later about early morning blowjobs.

see? he had plenty of wants, just no where to direct them before. ]

You're beautiful, Myung, kind of like in a stop and stare kind of way. Where you can't believe the person before you is actually real and not something you just imagined in your head.

[ eyeing the bench in front of the piano, he started to sit down on it but stopped short to ask first - ] Can I sit next to you while you play?

I'd love to dance for you! I love dancing. It - it's hard to describe but it's kind of like I'm the most me when I'm doing it. i feel the same way in the water. I don't know that I'm especially talented with either but they mean a lot to me. [ but maybe someone like myung would understand. ] The desire thing might happen when the bond clicks into place, by the way. Just to warn you. I'm not sure how strong it will be.