Hyuk and Anko quietly adjusted their clothes, the air still charged with the playful energy of their recent "fun." As Hyuk finished, his eyes caught a glimpse of the curse mark on Anko's neck, faintly pulsing with a dark energy. He reached out and touched it lightly, his fingers brushing the skin just above it.
"What's this?" Hyuk asked, his curiosity piqued.
Anko smirked, her usual cocky demeanor returning. "That? Just a little gift from Orochimaru. It's not something you'd wanna mess with."
Hyuk's eyes narrowed slightly at the mention of Orochimaru, but rather than press further, he leaned in and marked of the curse mark with a playful hickey. Anko raised an eyebrow before bursting into laughter, finding it both amusing and absurd at the same time.
"You're one weird kid, you know that?" she chuckled, pulling on the last of her clothes. "Marking a curse mark, that's new."
Hyuk just grinned, his usual cold exterior softened by a rare moment of amusement. As Anko finished getting dressed, she leaned against the wall and glanced at him with her usual smirk.
"I've been hearing all sorts of rumors about you lately," she said, her tone casual but curious. "About the 'Ice Boy' and how many women he's supposedly got wrapped around his finger." She chuckled lightly, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Not that I care. Just don't go neglecting me, alright? I've got needs too."
Hyuk didn't respond with words, just a knowing grin as he turned to leave the quiet spot. Anko watched him go, her expression satisfied, but with a flicker of something more—perhaps a hint of respect or interest.
As he walked away, Hyuk didn't look back. He had other things on his mind now, and the next steps he would take would demand all his attention. But the encounter with Anko left him in good spirits, ready to face whatever was coming next.