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In a world where all the myths and legends are true and the blood you are born with determines whether you will oppress, or 𝘣𝘦 oppressed, a group of boys from opposing bloodlines come together in an unlikely alliance, only to find themselve...
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𝒲ℴℴ𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓃𝑔 ∾
ℐt was warm and cozy and perfect in Yeosang's arms, and Wooyoung never wanted to leave them ever again. Sitting outside the old wooden shack, he adored how it felt to be curled up in his Elf's lap, legs wrapped snugly around his waist, just as Yeosang's were for him. He cravedfeeling Yeosang's arms holding him so tenderly, and he loved how it felt to have their heads resting together so easily.
It didn't matter that many hours had passed, and that he hadn't moved an inch.
For the entire night, he had simply sat with Yeosang, neither of them speaking a word. After all, they hadn't needed to. Their hearts were crying out for one another, and simply being together... They hadn't laughed, hadn't cried,and hadn't moved.
In the middle of foreign territory, with creatures snarling at them as they moved past them, they had ignored them all, simply being together.
The way that felt right.
But while at firstit had felt like a fever dream—something that was too good to be true...
Sometime throughout the night, inside of them, something had shifted.
It was like a deep dark power, awakening within them, causing their entire existence to jolt...
Their bond had breathed a breath of life...
For the first time in years.
Sensing the proximity between them, the barbed wire that had been wrapped around each of their hearts for so long—pulled taunt from the distance between them, tearing through their hearts making death seem like a blessing...
It felt like the paranormal force within them, bonding them together, had awoken.
And as the barbed wire around their heart shifted, like a boa constrictor loosening its hold on them...
It felt like the gaping void that was inside of them, had been gifted a beam of light.
Hope...
And love.
And for the first time in what felt like an eternity, the pain they had suffered from being apart, felt lesser...
Something that Wooyoung didn't know how to fathom.
He'd felt like a mere child as he held tight onto Yeosang like his life depended on it, surrounding himself in his safety. He couldn't help it. He felt like he could breathe again.
And with eyes closed, incredibly content as he breathed in Yeosang's scent, his wounded, tattered heart struggled to throb with its newfound freedom as his Elf nuzzled his cheek tenderly against his.
