[ baein sinks into the fae's arms as soon as they shift closer, his own arms circling around the fae as he tucks himself close for a moment, fingers curling in the fabric of daeshim's shirt. and baein breathes out on a shudder while he tries to hold back a whine in the back of his throat, but it's only partially successful. his back throbs and he'd honestly rather not move at all, he just wants to stay like this, feeling the warmth of arms around him.
the whisper brushes against him and baein swallows hard, because. oh. his throat tightens with emotion and he has to take a breath before he speaks, face buried into daeshim's neck in an effort to muffle any stray relieved sob. he's so tired but it'll be fine. it has to be fine. and dae... dae is here. ]
You're not my Dae... but. I love you anyway, because you're Daeshim.
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the whisper brushes against him and baein swallows hard, because. oh. his throat tightens with emotion and he has to take a breath before he speaks, face buried into daeshim's neck in an effort to muffle any stray relieved sob. he's so tired but it'll be fine. it has to be fine. and dae... dae is here. ]
You're not my Dae... but. I love you anyway, because you're Daeshim.