[ lean ] for receiver to lean in and press their forehead against sender’s forehead + [ top ] for receiver to kiss sender on the top of their head and then rest their cheek against it while holding sender close. + @dearestcupids / haerin + sejun.
crevices of hallways enshrouded in darkness have proven themselves to be more of a home inside this wretched house than anything which masters spew about. the singular constant remains: them, by the open window, illuminated with the gentle touch of moonlight. it's comforting, in a way he cannot explain, in a way he doesn't know how to explain. it's an unfamiliar feeling he's submersed into, on he welcomes steadily — greedily. countless days pass by, turning into weeks, blending into months. and with the comfort settled inside and between them, it matters little.
he closes his eyes then, not to alienate himself off of the sensation, but to feel it more: over three thousand receptors upon each fingertip that's pressed against the skin of her jaw, warm to his touch; a gentleness, as haerin closes in the little distance between them. more than three thousand receptors but he still cannot get enough of her her body pressed into his, an embrace holding her so tight lest she slips out of his grasp again and disappear. there is not a word ushered, complete silence, a comfortable silence; there is no need for a raise of voice to waver this that they share, actions speaking everything what they want to share to one another.
sejun's lips are pressed against her forehead — days of separation brought by the just rule of masters' has made him miss her presence more than he could miss even breathing itself. an ache within his heart slowly dissipates, pooling away and out into the night, the knot that's held his stomach in a tight hold now finally broken. she's with a heavy breath, chest raising against his, but sejun's is just the same. he does not fear the thud of his heart, either, threatening to burst through the cage made up of his ribs, nor the fact that she can tell. he wants her to know; his want and all that comes with it.
after the gentle kiss is placed, he leans his head against hers. soft inhale of the scent of her, like he doesn't know it as if it were apart of him, as if he couldn't tell her apart from miles away. he pulls at the fabric of her uniform, too, an attempt at bringing her any closer to him.
"missed you."
