"You're a little naive," Mingyu murmured, but a faint smile touched his lips at the tease.
Fox offered him the bay leaf piece and Mingyu's heart ached as he took it, remembering well that first night and all the nights after, the taste of bay forever flavoring their kisses, the smell of a freshly bruised leaf never failing to remind him of his love.
It was about month two when he had all his plants taken away.
He tucked the bay leaf into his mouth, shut his eyes briefly at the familiar sweetness, the rush of clarity, and resisted the urge to fold himself into Fox's arms right here out on the street.
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Fox offered him the bay leaf piece and Mingyu's heart ached as he took it, remembering well that first night and all the nights after, the taste of bay forever flavoring their kisses, the smell of a freshly bruised leaf never failing to remind him of his love.
It was about month two when he had all his plants taken away.
He tucked the bay leaf into his mouth, shut his eyes briefly at the familiar sweetness, the rush of clarity, and resisted the urge to fold himself into Fox's arms right here out on the street.
He offered Fox his hand in return instead.
"Ready to go?"