[ Promptly leading Thomas away from the door, away from the sterile brightness that is the depths of the facility, Minho does in fact speed up the moment he starts to move. It's not an outright run, at least not right away, but he gets to get away from there. He needs to get Thomas away from there. It's not a place for someone like him, who cares more about the individual than the project.
Leading him along, he turns around partway as he moves, feet bare but sure as he faces him a little more. He doesn't know the landscape, but he wants to get a good look at him before he shifts, to just... make sure that he doesn't forget him with it. It's happened before, he's forgotten himself between one form and the next.
From what he's gathered of the tests and the people here, he's sure they'd find that interesting. But he doesn't. Not really. And it's a threat to Thomas, if he does forget him. Minho could very well attack him, and it's not something he wants-- he'd never want to hurt him.
[ there's just something so wild about the way minho lets go like that, dashing off with the WICKED labs behind them, and thomas can't help the laugh that escapes him when he stumbles forward, still connected to him by the hand and trying to keep up. he's inhumanly fast, tommy already knew that, and he hates to think what minho'd be like if he was running full speed. (thomas'd probably be in the dust, honestly, and he's not a slow dude.)
the labs get further and further behind them as they fly out into the woods--everything smells fresh out here, compared to the sterile interior of the complex, and it's. he gets it. he knows why he would have wanted to get out now, because thomas, somewhere underneath it all, feels the same way. about his job, his bosses, everything but minho, and the studies he does on him. ]
Min--where are we going? [ he doesn't really care, but it's important to ask, and when he meets his gaze when minho looks at him, thomas flashes him a real, genuine smile. ]
[ A part of Minho, one that frequents the forefront of everything, wonders if his pack is somewhere out here. If they're still looking for him, or if they've moved on since he was left unfound. He'd understand if they'd left, to be perfectly honest, but his heart breaks a little at the idea of it. That's his family out there, somewhere. The only one he's ever known.
He tries not to think about it, and instead focuses on making sure not to rush too far ahead. Thomas is fast, they've played before, but he's not going to just let go and run when he could lose him or trip him up. This is for Thomas, as much as it is him.
But when he looks back at him, perking at the nickname, he almost trips over his own feet at the smile on his face. It causes something to burst in his chest, bright and warm, and he twists around until he starts to slow, only coming to a stop after a moment of consideration. ] Here. Here is good, I think.
[ thomas can't help but look down when minho twists around to look at him, if only to make sure that he won't trip--he knows he won't, but at the same time, thomas'd sprint forward to catch him if he did. he's laughing and breathless and when they finally slow to a stop, he raises his eyebrows for a second, panting a little.
time to shift, he must mean.
it's a litlte exciting--this is the first time he's gotten to see it, hell, the first time anyone's gotten to see it--and thomas steps back a respectable distance and pauses for a second, cocking his head. ] Should I cover my eyes?
[ Eyes catching in the light of the moon, there's a flash of gold that comes and goes as he looks around, bouncing a little on the balls of his feet. It's different out here than it is in the facility, alive and breathing and natural. There's none of that sterile scent, and he feels more free and alive than he has in a while.
Letting Thomas recover, it takes him a second to turn back towards him. Instinct tells him he should bolt, go find his pack and get away. But his heart stays here.
Nudity is a new concept to Minho, but he still catches the joke that Thomas makes. He grins at him, sharp but not quite feral, and moves to start taking off the sweats that have been forced on him repeatedly until he's kept them on. ] You've seen me naked more'n clothed.
[ Teasing right on back, he tosses the pants at him before stretching his arms above his head, spine cracking both from the movement and something more. ]
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Leading him along, he turns around partway as he moves, feet bare but sure as he faces him a little more. He doesn't know the landscape, but he wants to get a good look at him before he shifts, to just... make sure that he doesn't forget him with it. It's happened before, he's forgotten himself between one form and the next.
From what he's gathered of the tests and the people here, he's sure they'd find that interesting. But he doesn't. Not really. And it's a threat to Thomas, if he does forget him. Minho could very well attack him, and it's not something he wants-- he'd never want to hurt him.
So, he can only hope. ]
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the labs get further and further behind them as they fly out into the woods--everything smells fresh out here, compared to the sterile interior of the complex, and it's. he gets it. he knows why he would have wanted to get out now, because thomas, somewhere underneath it all, feels the same way. about his job, his bosses, everything but minho, and the studies he does on him. ]
Min--where are we going? [ he doesn't really care, but it's important to ask, and when he meets his gaze when minho looks at him, thomas flashes him a real, genuine smile. ]
god just 7 more to go.
He tries not to think about it, and instead focuses on making sure not to rush too far ahead. Thomas is fast, they've played before, but he's not going to just let go and run when he could lose him or trip him up. This is for Thomas, as much as it is him.
But when he looks back at him, perking at the nickname, he almost trips over his own feet at the smile on his face. It causes something to burst in his chest, bright and warm, and he twists around until he starts to slow, only coming to a stop after a moment of consideration. ] Here. Here is good, I think.
sprinkles with tags vuv
time to shift, he must mean.
it's a litlte exciting--this is the first time he's gotten to see it, hell, the first time anyone's gotten to see it--and thomas steps back a respectable distance and pauses for a second, cocking his head. ] Should I cover my eyes?
[ thomas made a funny. be proud. ]
returns favor uwu
Letting Thomas recover, it takes him a second to turn back towards him. Instinct tells him he should bolt, go find his pack and get away. But his heart stays here.
Nudity is a new concept to Minho, but he still catches the joke that Thomas makes. He grins at him, sharp but not quite feral, and moves to start taking off the sweats that have been forced on him repeatedly until he's kept them on. ] You've seen me naked more'n clothed.
[ Teasing right on back, he tosses the pants at him before stretching his arms above his head, spine cracking both from the movement and something more. ]