dckkaebi | him
it must have been more than a CENTURY that he had last found himself guilty of the typical flower growth. it tended to draw more attention than a sudden storm did, or overall rain, which pain and discomfort usually caused. he seemed better at handling positive feelings in terms of his abilities than negative ones. ❝ —come on, seojoon, ❝ came his soft exclamation, hands reaching out to pry on of the reaper’s away to link their fingers, his phone put on the table before them. ❝ he’s still a twat, who knows what bullshit he’s been telling. ❝ besides, the goblin was considerably confident that seojoon would get him to break that streak of his sooner or later anyway; it was something of a matter of pride that he still insisted on keeping things bottled up— and he felt embarrassed whenever the news reported strange happenstances regarding flora or overall weather. ❝ you make me happy. i just try not to let it screw with the environment. ❝
There were certain things he grew to expect from a goblin, be it from his brief encounter with one centuries ago or from what he had been told & what he read about them from their own private library. But Jihae had always been a bit of an outlier; not nearly as prideful and arrogant as he had first thought he’d be, with less wealth to his name than Seojoon had to his & with a lot more responsibility he carried. He shouldn’t be surprised he’d try & control what he did to the environment around him. He truly WAS as incredible as he thought him to be in his love-drunk mind. ❛ Not the kind I’d fall for. ❜ He mused, sighing softly & glancing at their joined hand before he brought them to his lips & pressed a soft kiss to the back of Jihae’s palm. ❛ I guess I just worried whether I was doing a good enough job as a lover. You’ll tell me if I ever stop making you happy, right? ❜
