“ here, i got this for you.”
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he received the gift with both hands, motions gentle and careful as if he was holding water, trying his best not to spill a single drop. it was an embroidery, a beautiful one; when he was younger, he’s tried his mother’s half-woven work left on the table. hui could still recall the pickle of his index finger, and the shock of the household maid to find the smears of red on the cloth.
hui was - still is - a clumsy one when it came down to such delicate crafts. small hands not nimble enough for the needle. he’s seen dongho handle one with awe, but such arts were best left to someone who knew what they’re doing. instead, hui turned to his own art, the way of the brush, with written words painted on parchment.
❝ it’s beautiful, ❞ he whispered, fingers running along the rise and bumps of the thread. and just like a child, he smiled, lips tugging into a wide smile, a hint of pink flushed across his cheeks in his simplistic joy. ❝ thank you, your highness. you seem to really enjoy making embroidery...? when we meet, it always seem like you are working on a new piece. ❞