[ Once they're decided, it's easy to put a little bit of a plan in action. First, Kwang talks to Sage, gets their name down to use the treehouse at the next available opportunity. Then he tells Ten, lets him know he'll be gone for a few days, gives him a few memories to keep.
Then he packs up a few essential. A few spells for light, warmth, random things he thinks of as he thumbs through his spellbooks. Blankets, food, water, a bottle of the rum that lives in the bowels of the house, a couple of books, condoms, lube, a couple toys. Essentials, truly.
He doesn't really bother with clothes, aside from the ones on his back. He leaves a note o Junsu's bed, telling him to join Kwang there whenever he is able, and then he's off.
The treehouse already has lights and is a lot more advanced, technology speaking, than one would expect from it, and so Kwang makes use of some of it, storing the food and water in the little fridge there. But he turns off the fairy lights, spelling the place instead, lighting it up with a number of tiny bubbles of light that hang in the air, turning everything a golden color. He adds another spell, whispering it in the air and smiling as the music starts up - very much background music, tinkling, soft, with a fairy-like quality.
He sets the blankets in a comfortable arrangement and settles only once he's satisfied, grabbing one of his books to wait for Junsu.
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Then he packs up a few essential. A few spells for light, warmth, random things he thinks of as he thumbs through his spellbooks. Blankets, food, water, a bottle of the rum that lives in the bowels of the house, a couple of books, condoms, lube, a couple toys. Essentials, truly.
He doesn't really bother with clothes, aside from the ones on his back. He leaves a note o Junsu's bed, telling him to join Kwang there whenever he is able, and then he's off.
The treehouse already has lights and is a lot more advanced, technology speaking, than one would expect from it, and so Kwang makes use of some of it, storing the food and water in the little fridge there. But he turns off the fairy lights, spelling the place instead, lighting it up with a number of tiny bubbles of light that hang in the air, turning everything a golden color. He adds another spell, whispering it in the air and smiling as the music starts up - very much background music, tinkling, soft, with a fairy-like quality.
He sets the blankets in a comfortable arrangement and settles only once he's satisfied, grabbing one of his books to wait for Junsu.
Hopefully, it's romantic enough. ]