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❝ always left you alone … interesting. ❞
He removes himself from Jinhyun’s temple then—— he’d like to stay near him , but he has to show his followers who really runs the show here. He reaches behind his throne && withdraws a shining pair of silver scissors ; streaks of rust - red against both blades. Drawing one pale finger over them , he hovers them just in front of Jinhyun’s eyes , the sharp ends floating only an inch away.
❝ jinhyun , ❞ he whispers—— && it’s barely even that , it’s more like a breath in the shape of words , ❝ how far will you go for my eternal love ? how much will you do to be accepted && cared for , i wonder ? ❞
He hands the scissors handle - first to the other boy , a knowing smile playing on his face. ❝ how far will you go for your lovely mint eye ? ❞
Glass blue eyes watch his love, his savior, and he gives a soft, sigh at the way his name sounds off his lips. Jinhyun gives a look, between the scissors and the man, before tilting his head lightly.
“If anyone were to defile porcelain skin, it shall be you.”
It’s true - underneath his clothing, skin remained unharmed, perfect, a true doll. His upbringing had left him with little room for rough housing, the only markings on his body the tattoo that rides his hip and ribs, following the path of his pelvic bone, to the top of his last rib, a constellation of stars.
“ Only you are allowed to mark me, sir... No one else, not even myself...”
