middle-two fingers pressed at the thumb, ring and pointer stretching up high like the ears of a canine on high alert. kyungsoo gestured to yifan in impatience, waving his little wolf puppet in yifan’s face.
"ah-woo?" yifan said cluelessly.
but kyungsoo sighed in exasperation, proceeding to peck the snout repeatedly at yifan’s cheek.
so yifan pinched his fingers in imitation of kyungsoo’s own, touching the noses of their wolves together. he turned to kyungsoo, nose wrinkled and lips puckered like an overgrown pup.
"ah-woo," yifan howled pitifully, making kyungsoo laugh from the unexpected performance. kyungsoo felt a familiar tremble on his toes, strained from the poor distribution of his weight before leaning forward as his knees collided with the floor.
"don’t make me laugh, i have poor balance," kyungsoo groaned, collecting himself.
but yifan offered his hand—large, secure and inviting—and kyungsoo grinned at him gratefully before lacing their fingers together and propping their locked hands on yifan’s lap for stability. he let himself lean on his hyung’s shoulder a little more, a knee safely tucked under yifan’s own as their little wolves met together in another kiss. a longer kiss.