Ten settled down against Hobi and wriggled around around, unsure why they were doing this but here they were. He supposed this was nice, he did like cuddles. Even if he didn't often get them. He still found Hobi utterly fascinating, he was such an odd guy. A unique dom in many ways too, he expected him to be harsher than he was. "Oh, well, okayish? I think."

He thought it went okay. He wasn't so sure. "He told me I'm responsible for you and visa versa. So if I fuck up, you get hurt." He didn't like that still. He reached out and fiddled with his drawstring. "You're so silly. Hobi-hyung! You shouldn't do things like that for me." He was just a fuck, not anything to die over.