THE TALE OF TWO SOULS • yeonbin

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mooncry, moonshine

Soobin and Yeonjun sat in silence. The Moon Prince felt ashamed as he recollects what he did earlier. Meanwhile, the Chaos Prince let the younger be silent as he thought that the younger was arranging his thoughts.

"Yeonjun-hyung... I'm sorry.." Soobin lamented, his head hung low, feeling embarrassed.

Yeonjun smiled, "It's okay, you don't have to apologize for it." He replied, gently.

Soobin looked so disfigured. His hair was messy, hair locks interwoven with each other and also wet as if he's a puppy from a bath, his eyes were puffy, and red. The younger's clothes are wet, and his face has a painted expression of guilt.

"Come here, let's dry your hair." The elder suggested, opening his arms. One of his abilities is heat; in which whenever he is on the ground, he could generate heat through his hands.

The younger scooted closer, and sat between the elder's legs. Soobin's heart started beating loudly as Yeonjun's hands run through his hair. He could feel the heat to his scalp.

"Too hot?" Yeonjun asks, concerned. Soobin shakes his head lazily as a response. Soon, the blonde's eyes were closing. All those events, all those emotions, everything, it was so tiring for him.

Yeonjun, instead from his hand, emitted the heat directly from his whole body so Soobin could feel his warmth everywhere. As the elder felt the younger asleep, he pulled him closer to his chest, and rested his head.

"My dear Moon Prince." The Chaos Prince whispers, lovingly, his hands still running over the Moon Prince's hair.

"I don't know when it happened, but it suddenly struck me." Yeonjun continues, his voice still soft as before.

It was night when Soobin fluttered his eyes open. The younger saw the elder sleeping soundly, the Chaos Prince's arms wrapped around his head, and chest.

"He's prettier.. when I look close up.."

Soobin chanted in his mind, his eyes not leaving Yeonjun's features. The blonde realized that the black haired has distinctive features. The Moon Prince is sure; he adores every part of the Chaos Prince.

Slowly, Yeonjun's eyes fluttered open, and saw the younger staring at him. When Soobin realized, he quickly looked away, and distanced himself from the elder.

"Shy?" Yeonjun asked, giggling, "You don't have to be shy around me." He continued, smiling lovingly.

The Moon Prince didn't spare him a look, he just scoff as a response, which made the Chaos Prince laugh.

"It's already night, Soobin. Do you plan to.... raise the moon?" The black haired questioned, this made Soobin come to realization.

He stood up, and positioned himself. Then, he breathes slowly, in and out. Soobin aligned his mind with the nature, in which he directly and immediately connecting with the moon.

Both of his hands are mid-air, palm wide open.

The process isn't hard. That's what Soobin thinks. He's been doing this sacred motion for years, how can it be difficult for him?