Lennon still doesn’t understand. That’s something of Disney movies and the like after all, not real life…but is anything real at this point? He reaches out and tugs Daeshim closer, his legs parted so the other can kneel between them. He reaches out, his fingers brushing through messy purple hair.

“Mm, I don’t know about that,” he grins and leans to press his lips against the other, a hand smoothing down his arm as he does.