A quiet, breathy moan escaping him, Mingyu pressed down into Fox's touch at once, trying to get more of him, feel more of him. Mingyu could seldom be called a greedy man, but in this he was voracious. He gave up on the bet, figured it was as much a coin toss now or anything. Whenever they ended, whenever they left, that would decide their next activity and whatever lost out could wait until they got home. Speaking of...

"⁠—so we agreed you're moving in, right?" he voiced with an air of deliberate casualness, trying to sound nonchalant about it. No big deal, just his secret boyfriend and definite love of his life moving into his apartment. It was just an extra three, four days a week. Didn't change anything at all. Definitely.