[It takes Ryan a second to realize what Min-Gi's doing, with his reaction times more than a little muddled. But now Min-Gi has both of his hands, and when that clicks Ryan slides the one on his chest downward. He keeps contact as long as he can, but before it gets too risqué he pulls it back, blindly grasping for Min-Gi's free hand.

That does sound like an accusation, but Ryan just snickers.]

No, you're really good!

[Min-Gi is so good, and he says so many nice things all the time, and he thinks Ryan's hot and funny and all of these things he doesn't remember being really. The problem with having both his hands held though is that he no longer has a hand holding him up against the bar, which makes balancing a little trickier.

But that's okay. He can use it as an excuse to keep holding Min's hands, and close the gap between them. He even rocks up on his tip toes, bringing their faces even closer.]

I want that. I want that so much. I wanna kiss you so much that I could...we could kiss right now? Why wait for the hotel~?

[Almost as if on cue, the bartender looks up (entirely unimpressed by these drunk lovebirds about to make out so close to closing time) and says one of her stock lines - "It's getting late. Watch out on your way back to the hotel."

In her defense, things do seem to have cleared out a bit. How long were they chatting and drinking anyway?]