once again i fight to decide what to post for wipwednesday so screw it. excerpt from what i'm editing tonight:
every time yeonjun tilts his head, soobin follows. only then does yeonjun lift himself onto the rock, all the length of his heavy, coral-pink tail slipping over and unwinding from soobin’s legs. then, coiled atop the rock, yeonjun untangles his legs from the form of his tail. they are long and slender and crossed below the knees once yeonjun sits upright. there’s a large bruise on his knee and soobin wants to take care of it. his legs are so pretty. yeonjun is so pretty. soobin should be so very scared—and he’s scared because he’s not.
delicately, considerately, yeonjun perches himself on his arm above soobin’s clothes. above soobin.
“hello, little fairy,” yeonjun coos. he brushes his hand through soobin’s hair, dislodges leaves and pieces of torn vines, then curls his fingers around the shape of soobin’s ear. soobin’s lashes flutter, thoughts and all the warnings in them going murky. “are you busy after laundry?”
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