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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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ℳ𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒾 ∾
ℳingi snapped back out of his vision with dizzying force, and as he opened his eyes, all he could see was Yunho staring down at him with terrified eyes. He didn't seem as spooked as he had in the vision he'd just seen though. Perhaps after all this time, he was a lot better accustomed to versions of himself slipping into visions?
Or perhaps he was only less concerned because it had just been a short moment.
Either way, as shocked as he was after what he'd just seen and felt, his first instinct, was to reach up and delicately cup those cheeks, blushed strongly with concern, and smile sweetly up at him.
'Did I give you a fright?' he asked softly, brushing his thumb over his skin.
Yunho took one of his wrists in his hand, holding on tenderly as his lips groped around soundless words. Those dark eyes were darting back and forth, making sure he was okay, and the thoughts turning over in his head were louder than words. His fox ears had come to life too, focused intently down on him, and behind him, his tails were twitching anxiously in the air and thumping against the ground...
'I'm sorry,' he said softly, brushing his skin even more delicately. 'I didn't mean to frighten you.'
'Are you okay?' Yunho whispered, eyes still darting all over his face.
He nodded, contently watching the emotions swirling frantically in his skin. He was getting better at reading his face. He could see worry, concern, fear...
But mostly love.
Such a beautiful pattern he could gaze at all day~
'Are you sure?' Yunho asked, swallowing concern.
He nodded, smiling. 'My magic just took me by surprise,' he replied softly. Cupping his face warmly for a few more long moments, he sighed, running a hand up into the nape of his neck and pulling him back down into the bed.
Instantly, he felt those fluffy, fuzzy tails wrap snugly around him, more intently this time, like he was worried that his consciousness would wander away again and his tails would somehow stop it. He loved it though—loved feeling his love through every move he made.
'I sometimes see things when I touch objects,' he whispered, wanting to explain the strange moments he became vacant to the world and everyone around him, so that he would not worry like he had just seen.
But while that much was easy to explain, what about the rest? He'd just seen Yunho's past—sure, it had been the amulet's past, but he'd still seen Yunho through it as clear as he was right beside him in this moment, and that didn't even begin to touch on the way he could just somehow sense how the previous version of himself had been feeling...
