ANGEL ☾ winwin one shots.

over & over again. [winil]

double update because LEADERWINWIN- said so hhhh,, wrote this one for only three days, SENPAI R YOU PROUD OF ME

did shit ton of research for this, please excuse inaccurate information.

tw for lots of stuff I'm lazy to list, later folks.

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taeil was born on 14th june 1321.

it was around the century moon cakes were invented. which is a coincidence, because his name is moon taeil – but anyways, the 14th century was a dark time. taeil couldn't remember anything much except for the deadly pandemic at that time, which is known as 'the black death'. it happened in 1346, when he was 25, and ended seven years later.

his parents both died because of the plague but he strangely survived. it was devastating for him, so taeil decided to move, far away from his old home. he moved from his small town to seoul, but was named hanyang back then.

there – he met a beautiful man who was three years younger.

dong sicheng was his name. he's beautiful, almost feminine, but also masculine at the same time. it's obvious how pretty he was outside – with his long lashes, plump lips, doe eyes, elf-like ears that taeil loves to death – but he was prettier inside. that, was what made taeil fell in love for him.

sicheng was a simple man. he loved sweet things, he loved to dance, and he was afraid of almost everything. not cats, though. he had a lot of cats and taeil had found this very endearing. after all, cat people are always trustworthy.

they were also neighbours, so when taeil would hang out in his porch and read a book, sicheng would come over and disturb his inner peace. taeil didn't mind.

" taeil hyung ," sicheng sings. his foreign accent is mild, but noticeable, and taeil adores it. " it is a lovely day today. why would one bore himself with reading literary when he could go out and explore? the nature is indeed very peaceful yet more interesting than some ink on papers ."

taeil chuckled to himself and shook his head. this idiot, of course he'd say that, today was taeil's birthday. but sicheng was right, it was a beautiful summer day and taeil would've been a fool to decline his invitation.

so they went on a walk. being with sicheng was natural, he thought – because they didn't have to say anything to communicate. they could just bask in each other's warmth under the sunshine and smile at each other when their hands brushed. being with sicheng was as simple as that.

aside from cats, sicheng adored flowers. his favourite was lilies, for had he technically worshipped the colour white. taeil thought it suited him very well. white, simple yet breath-taking. so sicheng didn't think twice to halt in his steps after seeing a field full of them.

" hyung! look at those !"

" are not they your favourite, sichengie ?"

" yes, hyung! they are so beautiful. I wish I could have a field like this in my lawn, too ."

his eyes were shiny, elf-ears perked up in interest. it's wholesome, how could someone be so passionate towards something so ordinary, in this big, cruel world. taeil can't believe he fell deeper for sicheng, for what it deemed impossible, but he did.

taeil smiled and took one of the flowers. he tucked it behind sicheng's left ear – and he didn't miss the way it reddens. staring at the older with a blank look, sicheng's lips fell agape.

" hyu – hyung ?"

" they are prettier on you ." taeil grinned.

" you are being ridiculous ."