Nov 4, 2017
a long winded tired y a w n was suddenly extracted from sehyun, though the rest of his demeanor posed something opposite to tiredness. he was aware of himself, alert---- even though the hour was half past ungodly. the night air was crisp against his skin, even when there was another body close enough to him to radiate a subtle heat. the two had been out for hours, talking about nothing--- talking in circles. though, most of the time sehyun just preferred to let celeste speak instead of himself. ‘ w h a t is that constellation, by the way ? i’ve been trying to place it but i’ve got nothing. ’ --- @cellestexjeon
