Once upon a time... there was a beautiful village which thrived on top of a high mountain with beautiful, dense forests. Sadly, the village slowly and slowly became forgotten by people and the elders that once lived there were probably reborn alread...
The sun slowly climbs all the way to the top of the Silver Mountains, just like a determined soldier protected by a golden armor, and lingers there for a few good hours, keeping watch over Yarrin Village which seems to be waking up from a deep sleep.
Opening his eyes slowly, Hyunjin smiles as the warm morning light washes his face and he feels the weight on his chest becoming clearer within every second. He always likes to open his eyes and feel Felix sleeping on his chest, the sweet presence making his every morning delightful and worth to wake up. Felix seems to sense that he became the center of attention in this warm morning. He yawns and lifts his head, the sting he feels when his cheek parts from Hyunjin's chest makes him wonder if he stood there for a few hours... or a few good years. Hyunjin chuckles as Felix's hair brushes his nose tip and is thankful that he has been blessed with this lucky star. Slowly, as Felix presses his chest on Hyunjin's and his hand moves away a few strands of blonde hair that fell in front of Hyunjin's eyes, the blonde thief can't suppress a sigh. Felix's deep voice resounds in Hyunjin's ears like an alarm, announcing a morning drowned in sweat and moans. "Did you sleep well?"
Hyunjin bites his lip and thinks about how well he didn't sleep, the soreness of his throat making it hard to speak when he thinks about how they went to sleep last night. How Felix told Adhara that he takes Hyunjin with him in a trip through the mountains and if he is at it he would also bring forest fruits home. How the sun rotated on the sky in a dizzying dance and by the time it prepared to go to sleep Hyunjin and Felix reached a wonderful lake, situated in a serene glade. How the empty basket was left on the ground together with their clothes while they entered the cold water, bathing in the sunset rosy light. How Hyunjin’s hands tangled in Felix's wet hair and how their bodies collided, their lips crashing into each other like angry waves in a stormy sea. How, without holding back, they filled the glade with the purest of sins, the heaviest of breaths, the most authentic feelings. How they poured love onto each other and how everytime Hyunjin closed his eyes and opened his mouth he understood that he is right where he should be.
Hyunjin and Felix intertwine their hands, Hyunjin’s thumb brushing on Felix's wounded hand. "Does it still hurt?" Felix hisses when Hyunjin's finger tip brushes against the cut on his hand. He scratched his hand when he tried to reach a bunch of forest fruits hidden under a thorny wreath. "It does." As soon as Hyunjin's lips touch the red mark, Felix shivers. "I'm sorry." Hyunjin whispers on Felix's skin. He places a kiss on Felix's hand again and holds his hand tightly pressed against his bare chest. "I will think about making an ointment to help it heal quickly." Felix's smirk makes Hyunjin feel weak in the knees. "Maybe I know a kind of ointmeint you can make." Hyunjin rolls his eyes and traces his fingers on Felix's freckles, knowing exactly where every single one is placed. He effortlessly managed to learn them by heart, especially the ones on Felix's nose, the darker spots sprinkled on his cheeks serving as a map of a realm only Hyunjin could enter.
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