Ahn-Bo Jeong

Ahn-Bo appeared beside Jin a moment later, arms full of their old bedroll and the extra blankets, that familiar portkey lurch making his stomach flip. He blinked away the disorientation and took in the sight of his brother already arranging things in the kitchenette. The wolf was content to let Jin-a decorate their home however he wanted. While he appreciated a cozy living space, he was far from skilled at actually making one. It was a surprise when the vampire asked for his opinion—though not an unwelcome one. It did make sense for them to decide on some things together.

“Mmm...” He hummed thoughtfully, scanning the small space. His mother had been very superstitious, and they’d had talismans and everything else she could get from a shaman strewn about their home. Using this as a reference, he said, "Near the entrance,” and nodded toward the wall by the spiral staircase they'd used to exit before. It was the traditional placement—protection at the threshold, warding off anything that might threaten what they were building here.

He moved to place the bedding, unfolding the extra blankets he'd gathered first and stacking them on top of one another on the wooden floor. Then he unfolded their old bedroll and spread it across the very top. It looked right here (even if it was considered odd.) It was threadbare and familiar and carried the weight of their shared history into their new beginning. Standing back, he surveyed his work with a grin. It looked perfectly cozy, and he could already imagine them cuddling up together there without having to worry about anyone else barging in. The space was still sparse, barely furnished, but it already felt more like home than anywhere else he'd lived in since his childhood home. ”What do you think?” He turned toward Jin-a.

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Ahn-Bo’s suggestion made the most sense to Jin. If he’d bothered to pay more attention in Sigilcraft he could have recalled the traditional placement himself, but he didn’t, and so he hadn’t. Still, Jin was almost sure that Ahn-Bo could have suggested putting it in the bathroom and he’d have agreed. He was just glad to have something theirs to make joint decisions on, even silly ones like where to put an ornament created by children. (Because there was no way with these dancing characters there was any protective magic at all, unless it was Bo-ah's.)

Jin hung the little talisman from the top of the railing closest to the ceiling by the entrance/exit staircase. It swiveled a bit as he slowly let it go, careful not to rip or tug at the delicate knots. When he turned around, Bo-ah had finished setting up the bedroll and Jin’s grin stretched from ear to ear. “It’s perfect,” he chirped, coming over to stand beside his brother. Giving Ahn-Bo a playful nudge, Jin beamed at him. He felt giddy, like a small child getting away with something.

The books, tea, jujubes and cup were still sprawled messily on the countertop, but for a moment, Jin couldn’t be bothered with tidying them up and finding places for them to live. It was still a little surreal that they had this place for themselves, and maybe even more so the they’d never thought about the idea before. If anything, Jin was most relieved that his brother now had somewhere familiar and comfortable to sleep when he was traveling, even if it might not be the most safe if just left out on the street. A tin was relatively easy to pick up and snipe. But still. He could keep his salves here and lick whatever wounds the cruel world decided to inflict on him in privacy and peace. Jin frowned at the thought.

“You’ll be careful when you’re traveling, right?” he asked gently, turning back to his brother with the concerned pinch in his brow. “Take all your teas and things, and don’t forget the brews I made you!” One hand came up unconsciously to grasp the edge of Bo-ah’s sleeve. Jin made gesture towards the countertop with his free hand. “That book has lots of notes I’ve scribbled over the years if you ever need anything, but— maybe don’t go foraging for herbs on your own.” On second thought, he wasn’t sure he trusted his brother not to mix up deadly nightshade and black nightshade in a pinch. Jin’s grip tightened on Bo-ah’s sleeve. “I wish I could go with you,” he grumbled for the first time out-loud, but the hundredth time to himself. “I hate when you’re away.”

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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.

Ahn-Bo Jeong

The giddy joy on Jin's face as he stepped back from hanging the talisman made Ahn-Bo's chest squeeze. This—Jin beaming at their makeshift home, nudging him playfully like they were kids again getting away with something forbidden—this was what he'd been chasing without truly knowing it. But then his brother’s expression shifted, that familiar worry creasing his brow, and the grip on his sleeve tightened.

”I’ll be careful,” he promised quietly, tugging his aein closer by the hand that gripped his sleeve. He wrapped his arms around his brother properly, holding him close. ”I wish I could go with you, I hate when you're away.” His throat tightened. ”I hate it too, but now I'll have this. It'll make it easier. Knowing I can come back to this. To you.” He squeezed Jin's shoulders gently. ”I’m here now—” The wolf quirked a playful brow as his tone lightened, ”—and we have studying to do, don’t we?”

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I hate it too, but now I'll have this. It'll make it easier. Knowing I can come back to this. To you.

Jin’s face softened at his brother’s response and the knot in his chest released a fraction. He was always worried about Ahn-Bo: when he was home, when he was away, when he was out, when he was here. It was a constant ache that Jin carried around, heavier and with more baggage than that of his other brothers. He didn’t love them any less, but circumstances were different. Bo-ah had always been Abeoji’s least favorite. Probably because he'd been the closest thing Jin had to a real family once. He’d do anything for his first ‘brother,’ and then that quickly spread to the rest. But what they’d had then, and what they had now, were different. It didn’t invalidate everything in between but… it was once again just that fraction closer to family than not. Jin half debated saying as much. They didn’t have many opportunities to talk about it, private and away from Abeoji’s all-hearing everything. But, as always, the words caught in Jin’s chest and before he could formulate a coherent thought, Bo-ah was grinning again.

Smiling in mirror of the wolf’s playful quip, Jin’s heart skipped a nervous beat. “Ne,” he hummed. “Do you have the book?” It wasn’t like they needed it, per say, but honestly Jin wouldn’t mind taking a second look here, now, where he didn’t have to worry so much about being observed. It wasn’t exactly curl up with a cup of tea in the corner material, but then again— anything could be if one tried hard enough.

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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.

Ahn-Bo Jeong

Ahn-Bo felt Jin relax slightly in his arms at the reassurance, though he could still sense that constant worry his brother carried. The weight of caring too much. He understood it, he carried the same weight for Jin, just in a different shape.

At the mention of studying, a nervous smile appeared on his brother’s beautiful face. His pulse kicked up, and he released Jin to reach into his coat pocket. Then, he pulled out the cloth-bound book they'd borrowed from the Athenaeum. ”Yeogi.” The wolf held it up between them and handed it over. His own nervousness crept back in, mixing with anticipation and something more heated.

In the meantime, he cast a wandless spell toward the small fireplace situated nearby, getting a cozy fire going so that his vampire would be more comfortable. (And maybe to stall a little bit so he could pull himself together. Ahn-Bo didn't want to cue his brother in to his nerves.) Then he shrugged out of his own coat (Jin-a had had the common sense to remove his previously and tossed it over the railing of the staircase—there was nowhere else to put it for the time being.

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The book materialized and Jin accepted it gingerly from his brother. He looked at the simple, leather bound cover and ran his thumb gently along the spine before flipping it open with care. It was an older book, well worn in. That meant it had to have passed through a number of hands before it reached theirs and this thought alone made some small sense of belonging swell in Jin’s chest.

Ever since he was younger, Jin had always suspected that his inclinations weren’t the most natural or common. It was part of the reason he’d hesitated so long in confronting Bo-ah about it, way back when. But he’d never felt badly about those inclinations the way some might. Firstly because he could never feel badly about loving and adoring the wolf in front of him because it just made sense the way nothing else ever seemed to; but secondly because, well, everyone was different. Even if back home it was a punishable offense, so too was speaking one’s mind in the Jeong compound. Jin hadn’t let it rub him the wrong way. He’d had enough in his life to hate about himself and Ahn-Bo always accepted him, wholly and completely despite everything. Knowing there were others like them and holding the proof of it in his hand were two very different things though.

Flipping the book open and muttering the password which had been given upon checkout, Jin settled himself on one side of the newly laid bedroll. The passages transformed themselves easily back into the same explicit diagrams and walls of text from before, and the little vampire huffed a small, embarrassed laugh. He looked up when Bo-ah lit the fireplace and muttered a quiet little “gomawo.” Then, turning the page, Jin studied the footnotes about stamina and sensitivity charms. They still seemed like the most useful tidbit in here so far. Not that Jin was particularly eager to introduce magic without practicing first.

He looked up again and called his brother closer as his coat was thrown over the railing. “Bo-ah.” Making a gesture with his hand, Jin scooted and left adequate room for the wolf to sit. “I-ri wa,” he said gently. The other trotted over obediently and Jin turned to face Ahn-Bo more fully. He took his brother’s left hand in his right and turned it so that the palm was facing upwards. Then, with another glance at the book splayed open in his lap, Jin wiggled his fingers nervously before closing his palm and muttered an incantation. He then turned his own palm up to look at it and there, only slightly visible against his fingertips, was a slight shimmer. He grinned. With the lightest of featherlight touches, Jin moved to brush his shimmering fingers against Ahn-Bo’s forearm. He looked up, trying to gauge the reaction.

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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.

Ahn-Bo Jeong

Ahn-Bo moved when Jin-a called him, settling onto the bedroll so that they were facing each other, and close enough that their knees touched. He watched his brother study the book with that focused expression the wolf recognized from their years at school. The vampire had done a lot more studying than he had. He had full trust that whatever magic Jin-a was about to try would work. (Because why wouldn’t it?) Although the nervous wiggling did make him slightly anxious. It wasn’t often that they used magic on each other… although this could be the start of adding something new… The wolf settled his right palm on Jin’s knee, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

The shimmer on Jin's fingertips was barely visible, but Ahn-bo's entire focus narrowed to those fingers as they moved toward his forearm. The moment skin brushed skin, his eyes widened, round as saucers. The sensation was—intense wasn't quite the right word. It was like every nerve ending where his aein had touched him had suddenly amplified tenfold, turning a simple brush of fingers into something that sent heat shooting up his arm and straight through his core.

"Ssi-bal," he breathed, the hand on his knee tightening involuntarily. Ahn-Bo’s dark eyes snapped to his brother’s face.

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The reassuring squeeze against his knee settled some of Jin’s nerves. He wasn’t so much worried about getting it wrong or hurting his brother, he had enough control over his magic when he was emotionally restrained to feel secure enough in that, but he was curious as to what it would do. A sensitivity spell could do anything. It could tingle, it could burn. He was sure it could feel very unpleasant too under the wrong circumstances. So when his touch caused such an immediate reaction— Jin pulled away quickly.

Green-flecked irises studied Bo-ah’s face as he closed his shimmering fingers into a fist. “Gwenchana?” Jin breathed, concerned but only just. The wolf’s blown pupils were a pretty good indication that it hadn’t hurt, but he couldn’t be too sure.

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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.

Ahn-Bo Jeong

Ahn-Bo's hand shot out when Jin pulled away, catching his wrist. "Wait—" His pupils were still blown wide, heart hammering. He met Jin's concerned gaze and managed a breathless "Gwenchana. It's good.” The wolf’s cheeks turned pink as he gave an apologetic smile. He should have been more clear so the vampire wouldn’t worry.

His thumb brushed over his brother’s pulse point as he collected himself. The sensation from that single touch was still radiating through his arm, and his mind had already raced ahead to what it would feel like somewhere else. “Keep going.” His grip on Jin's wrist tightened just slightly as he pulled it back toward himself. "I want to see what else it does."

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Jin blinked as Ahn-Bo caught him by the wrist. He took in the way the wolf’s cheeks heated and his breath quickened, and a smile stole over the little vampire’s face. So it had been a good reaction he’d misinterpreted. The spell worked. Jin sucked in a short breath of his own as Bo-ah’s finger brushed gently against the inside of his wrist, but he was too distracted by his brother’s demand to focus much on it.

Curiouser now than even before, Jin leaned forward slightly and outstretched his fingers again. He brushed them gently up the inside of his brother’s arm to where his shirt was rolled up at the elbow. He assumed it wouldn’t have much of any effect over the fabric, but maybe it would, so he continued up and over Bo-ah’s shoulder to his neck where Jin lingered, letting the tips of his fingers pause gently there, before tracing up along the bottom of the wolf’s jawline and back again towards his ear. There he came up and around before brushing against the earlobe and letting his fingers tug Bo-ah’s chin towards him. A smirk played at Jin’s lips mere inches away.

It wasn’t an unfamiliar route for Bo-ah, to have Jin’s fingers trace along this particularly teasing path. He liked showing his appreciation for the pretty wolf by touching every inch of him, even just when they were curled up together and trying to sleep. But this was different. This touch was intentional, even if his fingers hadn’t been laced with sensitivity magic.

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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.

Ahn-Bo Jeong

A shiver ran up Ahn-Bo's spine as Jin's fingers continued their path up his arm, over his shoulder, and to his neck. The charm made every point of contact feel like it was buzzing, alive in a way that he’d never experienced. When his aein’s touch traced along his jawline and curved around to his ear, the wolf couldn't suppress the soft sound that escaped his throat. The touch to his earlobe made his whole body tense, and then Jin was tugging his chin forward, that smirk playing at his lips mere inches away.

Ahn-Bo's hand came up to grip Jin's hip, anchoring himself. His breathing had gone shallow, pulse racing where those magical fingers still lingered near his ear. His eyes dropped to his brother's lips, then back up. ”I don’t know if we’re going to make it past the first page of that book." And then he leaned in to close the little bit of space that was left between them, intent on an enthusiastic and heated kiss.

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The reaction was everything and more than Jin was used to. The slight shiver, the soft sound, the way Bo-ah’s pulse raced so obviously in his jugular. Jin felt like he was cheating somehow to insight such strong reactions so quickly, but he wasn’t sure it bothered him. He’d always been a bit of a cheater when it came to gamesmanship. Smirking then as the handsome wolf’s gaze dropped to his lips and back up, Jin huffed a small laugh at his assertion. Ahn-Bo was right. They probably weren’t going to make it very far through this book. But at least they had a spell for that now.

The response was on the tip of Jin’s tongue when Bo-ah closed the distance between them and kissed him. He didn’t have much presence of mind to say anything after that. Sensitivity charm or not, Bo-ah had a way of kissing him that lit every nerve ending in Jin’s person on fire. He could be so endlessly, torturously sweet sometimes, but he could also be intentional in a way that made Jin shiver even just from a glance across the room. This was one of the latter moments.

Jin kept his left hand cupping the wolf’s jaw while his right carefully slid the old book off his lap. It would be quite something to explain if they accidentally ruined it, so he made sure to push it carefully aside before letting his free hand tangle in the front of Ahn-Bo’s shirt.

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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.

Ahn-Bo Jeong

The moment Jin's hand fisted in his shirt, Ahn-Bo deepened the kiss, tasting that small laugh his aein had made and swallowing it down. His grip on Jin's hip tightened as he pulled his brother closer, eliminating what little space remained between them on the bedroll. His skin was hypersensitive in a way that had his whole body on edge—every point where Jin had touched him still humming with that magical intensity.

This was theirs. This space, this moment, this kiss that didn't need to be hidden or cut short because someone might walk in. The relief of it mixed with want, making Ahn-Bo's chest feel too tight and too full at the same time.
He broke away just enough to catch his breath, forehead pressed against Jin's. They had all night. A private space where no one could find them. A book full of suggestions neither of them had ever dared to try before. And Jin-a—his beautiful, careful Jin-a—had made promises that were becoming more and more intriguing.

The nervousness was still there, coiled low in his stomach alongside the heat, but it was tempered by trust. This was Jin-a. The person who knew him better than anyone. He’d kept a worn talisman for years and looked at the wolf like he was something precious even when Ahn-Bo felt anything but. "What next?" he murmured against Jin's lips, his voice filled with want and anticipation.

  

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He has a noticeable accent when speaking in English.

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