Bite me? You're spending way too much time with wild animals.

[ Myung just sounds endlessly fond, though, curled close and soaking in the warmth of Junsu's body. ]

Hmmm, Minsu? Ten? Rook? Hell, Dash? Endless possibilities. [ Myung almost adds something, there, but he realizes before it's too late that it would be unnecessarily cruel for him to say that. So he bites his tongue, especially because he doesn't mean it, and it could genuinely upset Junsu. No need for that when they're comfortable, right now. He closes his eyes, snuggling in. ]

But you're my favorite to whine to about not getting dick, I'll admit.