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{This is for Salysha!}
Being Punished
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A gentle breeze passed by blowing Hwoarang's hair into his face. He brought his hand up and gently brushed the red strands from his eyes. He sat in the grass surrounded by orange, yellow, red, and brown leaves, a rake in his hand. He shivered slightly from the chilly air.
He was being punished for being bad earlier. That's what Lee called it anyway. Hwoarang thought it was just an innocent prank, nothing more nothing less. Though he guessed turning someone's expansive white dress shirts pink was a little much. Oh well it wasn't like he could go back and change it or anything.
Not to mention Lee wouldn't stay mad for long, he hoped. They didn't rent this weekend cabin for nothing after all. He sighed and continued with his raking of the leaves, finding himself getting bored. He didn't even understand why he was doing it. "Oh right, punishment…."
"That's right, this is your punishment," Lee said as he made his way over to the redhead, caring a mug of coffee in his hand.
Hwoarang glanced at the older man and titled his head to the side. "I said I was sorry, and you have hundreds," Hwoarang said, puffing out his cheeks.
"I only have five and you destroyed three," Lee said, taking a sip of his coffee as he watched the redhead rake the leaves. He wasn't as angry as he was earlier. He couldn't stay mad, it's who Hwoarang was; a little prankster at heart. But still, the shirts were a bit expansive and so, he had Hwoarang raking leaves.
"Blah I don't care I'm done with this!" Hwoarang sad, dropping the rake onto the ground and sitting in the small pile of leaves he left undone.
Lee watched him with a frown, and glanced around the yard. He had left Hwoarang to do work two hours ago. He chopped some wood, and raked a few leaves. He supposed it was a bit much, and his punishment should be let go. He glanced down at the redhead who was sitting there with a pout, and chuckled.
Lee carefully sat himself down behind Hwoarang and carefully wrapped his arms around Hwoarang's waist, handing him the coffee.
The redhead smiled and took the mug, taking a sip. "Blah! No sugar," he complained and leaned back against Lee's chest. "So, am I still being punished?"
Lee smiled, kissed Hwoarang on his temple. He took the hot coffee back and placed the mug on a nearby tree stump. "No, I have something else in mind," he said, humming. He gently grabbed Hwoarang's shoulder and laid him down, crawling on top of him and straddling his legs.
He looked down at the man beneath him admiring his handsome features. He loved how Hwoarang's hair went so well with the color of the leaves on the ground, and how it clashed with green of the grass. It was quite beautiful really.
"No, well if this is my new punishment then I think I'm fine with it," Hwoarang said with a bright smile, wrapping his arms around Lee's neck.
Lee chuckled and kissed Hwoarang, their lips meeting and eyes closing.
Another breeze passed, blowing leaves around them like curtain to cover the lovers from all view.
END