The moon was silvery bright and glowing, Taehyun stared, enamoured, at its beauty, under the shelter of the Lunar Pavillion. The wind caressed his cheeks gently, feeling comforting and friendly. With his eyes closed, he suddenly spoke out loud, "Minhyun, are you going to stand there for hours?"
A beat of silence, then the grass rustled as Minhyun stepped forward, tiny sparkling spirits dancing by his ankles. Taehyun's attention was fixed on the little tumbling spirits, a particularly rotund one hurried up the little stairs of the pavilion to coo at Taehyun's legs.
As he scooped the purring spirit up, Taehyun nuzzled it against his cheek and said, "Something on your mind? They look worried for you." Indeed, his spirits clung to him, nestling on his shoulder, buried in his hair, clustered at his feet.
"We're all worried for you," He replied simply.
Taehyun's laugh was light and tinkling. He dragged a finger down the spine of the spirit, its glowing fur soft and sleek. "Minhyun, I hope when I go, the spirits will help me with something."
Minhyun paused, then, after a moment of thinking, it was as if he internally lost a debate and his shoulders sank. "Anything for you."
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haven - zb1
Fanfica zero base 1 story a fantasy, magic-ridden, messily planned story revolving around the 9 boys.
