Fairy-tale twists. [ jieun & changmin ]
leejieun-iaâ:
 A squeal left her lips as she was suddenly airborne and in his arms. Was he princess carrying her through his apartment? indeed he was and she was dying in the very best way. He liked to say he wasnât very Disney but she was beginning to think that was quite a lie. He was exactly what disney princes were styled after and well she was more like a side kick villain.Â
"Youâll see, I have master holding and hair petting skills. Â I bet I could put you to sleep and at ease faster than youâve ever experienced.â She was quite proud of her skills.
Folding backwards on the bed she let out a yawn she had been holding in before curling on her side. âMmm long sleeve please, I get cold easily and my hands alone could freeze you to death.â He was in for a delightful treat come winter months. Â "What movie do you want to watch? You know, I donât think youâve told me your favorite movie. â
He could play prince charming if he wanted to, the faun was a grump and would certainly donkey-kick most people who would ever dare ask him to do so, but Jieun was different. She got the special treatment.
"Mm, don't put me to sleep too soon," he snorted, after putting the woman on the bed, he'd turned to his close to go dig out a larger sweater--anything would be large on her, but he had one in mind that she could just swim in, since that seemed to be what she wanted. Dragging it off the hanger, he was relieved that his antlers were shorter currently, freshly trimmed since Autumn was approaching and he didn't have to worry about doorframes, or in this case, somehow catching Jieun with them...hand, face, anything, especially if she wanted to play 'big spoon'.
"What's your favorite? I feel like I need to learn that sort of thing," chuckling, he offered over the sweater, then moved to drop to a sit beside her, bouncing the poor, tiny woman a little as he did so. "I don't really have a favorite honestly--not big on watching shows, since internet is shit in the Her Meeting Grounds." Yes, he somehow survived without a lot of internet, but it could explain why he'd go static silence for a while. "So, we'll figure that out, but what is yours?" Something disney, he was sure, which he was fine with.
















