When Bo-ah rolled back towards him, Jin was still grinning stupidly in his embarrassment but humor had overridden the worst of it. He could see the remnants of amusement or embarrassment or both on the wolf’s face too, but Ahn-Bo didn’t seem to mind much. In fact, he reached out to tug Jin back towards him and the little vampire went more than willingly. Cold or not, he’d have done just about anything to snuggle again, but even better that Bo-ah was a literal sun when he felt like a frozen— rock. (Pun not intended.)
Biology forgotten, Jin tugged the bedroll up to his shoulders as he leaned back to curl up in his aein’s side. “Yeogi isseoyo,” he replied, but it was more of a content sigh than any kind of reassurance as he tucked his cold nose into the crook of Ahn-Bo’s neck. Only then did Jin let out a soft hum that sounded suspiciously like a whine. (But wasn’t, because at eighteen he certainly didn’t do that. Anymore.) He moved to press every inch of himself against Ahn-Bo and clung to him, arm thrown over the handsome wolf’s chest. “I’m never moving again,” he mumbled. “This is how we both perish, right here like this.”
Biology forgotten, Jin tugged the bedroll up to his shoulders as he leaned back to curl up in his aein’s side. “Yeogi isseoyo,” he replied, but it was more of a content sigh than any kind of reassurance as he tucked his cold nose into the crook of Ahn-Bo’s neck. Only then did Jin let out a soft hum that sounded suspiciously like a whine. (But wasn’t, because at eighteen he certainly didn’t do that. Anymore.) He moved to press every inch of himself against Ahn-Bo and clung to him, arm thrown over the handsome wolf’s chest. “I’m never moving again,” he mumbled. “This is how we both perish, right here like this.”
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* Jin takes potions and enchantments at times to give his voice a persuasive quality.
His performances, or even a simple conversation, can sometimes suggest thoughts
and ideas to his audiences.