pallavens:

“you’re serious?” baekhyun asks, taking a moment to study his hand and how it looks with something so distinct sitting around that particular finger.

kris nods, “deadly.”

baekhyun kisses him then, dizzy from lifting his head too quickly with a hangover, and maybe just a little bit dazed at everything else. they’re both grinning like idiots, and the kiss is all teeth and raspy morning chuckles, but summer has never once tasted this sweet.