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evercharmed-a · 5 years

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“ i’ll kiss it and make it better. ” guess who for

❝ hugs & kisses. | not accepting.

Oh, Daesung. Kiha doesn’t have the heart to tell him that the bruise will only last another minute at best. He’d taken a hit for Echo earlier, dragging them out of antagonizing a hunter, of all people. The hunter had lashed out as it had been her good right to, but she’d done it with her bare fist instead of an actual weapon. It was Kiha she’d struck as he’d jumped between them in the last second. With a little more strength behind her punch, she could have easily fractured his jaw. “Like I’d say no to that,” Kiha says, turning his cheek toward Daesung. No longer swollen by now, it’s nothing but an ugly, splotchy bruise, healing so fast it’s no longer blue and purple but a nasty shade of yellow and brown. Kiha pulls him closer by the waist, a grin on his lips. “Who knows, maybe there’s some healing magic in your kisses.” Daesung rolls his eyes at him. Yet he still leans in to kiss at the hideous mark, lips soft and feathery. Kiha’s chest fills with warmth. If his heart could still beat, it would be skipping, tripping over itself. Closing his eyes, Kiha hums as soon as Dae pulls back.

Daesung gasps. Brings a hand up to Kiha’s cheek to run his fingers along the bruise – the bruise that no longer exists, judging by that reaction. Kiha grins, opening his eyes again to marvel at Daesung’s wide eyes and open mouth. God, he’s just so cute sometimes. “Looks like I was right. I should get myself injured more often.” Daesung swats at his arm just as Kiha nuzzles his nose into his hair with a laugh.

#hvnbrn #❝ nighttime daydreams // kiha speaking.#❝ synergy // kiha & daesung.#❝ take my heart // kiha & daesung.#* where the wild roses grow // main verse.#( look..... they're cute )

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hvnbrn · 4 years

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@everdreamt -- It’s exactly at midnight that Kiha leaves Daesung’s side for but a moment, only to return vampire-fast with a small, visibly aged box in his hands. The smile he wears is shy, bashful, perhaps a little unusual for him – the boy with the smile like the sun, always carefree and unabashed. But today is a special day, and Daesung is his special someone. Foolish as it is to get attached to yet another mortal, Kiha can’t help himself. He rejoins Daesung, pulls him into his arms without a second of hesitancy. “It’s officially your birthday,” he whispers, and presses a slow, adoring kiss to Daesung’s lips. As he does, he slips the box into his hands, and the moment he draws back, he urges him to open it. Inside rests a bracelet, glittering with gems. It’s aged just like the box is, the centuries not having been too kind to it, but Kiha had done his best to make it look as nice as possible again. He takes it out as soon as the box is open and fastens it around Daesung’s wrist. The light overhead catches in the gems, brilliant despite the age. “This was my mother’s,” he explains, his voice smaller, a touch sad. “We weren’t very wealthy growing up, but this was her treasure. One of the only things I have left of her. When she died, she entrusted it to me.” Kiha laughs, a soft, quiet little thing. “I know it’s… cheesy, perhaps, but… I want you to have it. You don’t have to wear it. I know it’s not the prettiest thing anymore. But it’s important to me, and so are you.” Kiha pulls Daesung into his arms again, tight but gently. “You mean the world to me. I am so thankful you were born, and that you found your way to me, too. Happy birthday, my love.”

“Have you been counting down?” The chuckle that leaves his lips is soft, on par with the way he’s pulled into Kiha’s arms. The box is taken gently, opened when Kiha urges him to, and despite the fact it’s past it’s prime ... Daesung is instantly in love. It fits his wrist almost perfectly, stones glistening under the light; making easy work of looking effortlessly beautiful. In a way, and perhaps to Kiha -- much like their new owner.

“This is too much, you know that? I’d have taken flowers, or a kiss, or ... yeah, a little more than a kiss.” Heart swells almost twice it’s usual size as he speaks, emotions catching in his throat for the first time in a long time. They’d never had a proper conversation about maternal shortcomings. Though, it was due to that that the gift meant so much more. He twists his wrist and watches the bracelet roll around his skin, theres something so fascinating to him about meaningful jewellery.

“It’s pretty Kiha, just like you.” A short kiss on the lips as he tilts his head to the side for a better reach. “I’ll wear it always, I promise. Anything to keep a part of you close to me, especially when you’re out vampire-ing and stuff, or I have work.” A moment ruined by Daesung’s inability to shut up, as usual, is a moment all to common with the pair. “Have we got plans for today?”

#everdreamt #* ⋆ ✺ ⋆ ☆ ❝ in character.#submission

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evercharmed-a · 5 years

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❛ i wish i could just protect you from everything . ❜

❝ to those we love // accepting!

“And what would that everything be, my pretty?” Kiha combs Daesung’s bangs back with his fingers, sharp little smile on his lips. He’s lying half next to him, half above him, clad in nothing but a pair of boxers. Dae had showed up just as the sun had set, leaving Kiha sleep-soft and sluggish. It didn’t mean he wasn’t in the mood for that nice, warm body Daesung had promised him, though. He drops his hand to caress Daesung’s cheek, touches feather-light. Kiha understands what he means, knows it’s affection that colors his words, but the thought of a mortal protecting him instead of the other way around... he can’t say what it is, but it makes his throat constrict, his chest tighten. Not many people have said this to him, any iteration of it. Especially not his mortal lovers. “Luckily for you,” he continues in a murmur, brushing his lips along to gentle slope of Daesung’s neck, “you don’t have to do that. I wouldn’t want you getting hurt for my sake.” He lifts his head again, this time brushing his lips against Daesung’s cheek, the tip of his nose, his forehead. “But I appreciate the thought. I really do.”

He settles back on his side, and when Daesung turns to face him and snuggles closer, he embraces him with a gentle hum in his throat. He pulls the blanket over both of their bodies, to give Daesung at least some semblance of warmth. The little heater in the corner of the bedroom can’t compare to what a normal human apartment would be like. Underground, warmth is difficult to come by. Tangling his legs with Dae’s, Kiha exhales a content sigh. “Instead of that, how about you just stay by my side a little longer? I think I’d like that. A lot.”

#hvnbrn #❝ nighttime daydreams // kiha speaking.#❝ synergy // kiha & daesung.#❝ take my heart // kiha & daesung.#* where the wild roses grow // main verse.#( understandable have a day )

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