Don't worry Sage, Minsu is feeling much the same way about complimenting his fingers. Because who does that? No one compliments a person's fingers, no matter how true it is. He keeps his head down, a little embarrassed as he wipes Sage's hand clean over and again. And then those beautiful fingers curl against his palm, just a little too much for it to be an accident.

Minsu glances up and smile, gently cupping Sage's hand between both of his.

"You don't have to do that." Thank him. And it's more than Minsu just being generous, or doing the things that you should do for someone you care about. "It meant a lot to me too - all of it. That you called me, that you let me stay the night with you. It made me happy. Being with you makes me happy." Sage can't see, of course, the difference between when Minsu's with him and when he's not. The fox tries to be friendly, cheerful. But there's a brightness that only the witch can bring to him.

Minsu lifts his head to look him in the eyes, less shy than before.

"Next time, call me before you go dancing."

All the rest of it can be the same, from Minsu carrying him home to being tangled up in Sage's bed together. After a night of grinding against each other. Because that wouldn't lead to suffering and/or make-outs at all.