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⸢  your wonderland ,  ⸥

@namjoontw​ ,           tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies from the lake

quiet hangs over the club in day time so thick that you can cut it with a knife.

he sleeps at the bottom of the pool so soundly, it’s almost like he’s drowned in the sparse morning hours where the club doesn’t sing its low bass and flashing lights.  hyungwon would find this ironic; the first mermaid who drowned in the likes of fabletown - but for now, he sleeps soundly with his tail coiled and curled up to his chest.  little pockets of air that slip through the slits of gills near invisible on his throat, and he dreams, and he dreams.

that is, he sleeps soundly until he feels the vibration of a door opening on the floor of his pool. 

sleeping in the water of a pool is so different from sleeping in mermaid lagoon.  it’s almost akin to sleeping in a soundproof room, then suddenly being thrown into a hotel undergoing construction.  every little thing wakes him these days be it the temperature of the water or the way the water ripples against him when someone walks in, and hyungwon would normally frown if it wasn’t for the fact that he knew the only other person who has a key to absolem is namjoon.

when he wakes, a smile curls at the corners of his lips, pulling up into a smile that even he would find alluring if it was on someone else.  he uncurls his body underneath the water, swimming lazily to the surface until he’s hanging from the edge and staring up at the legs of the caterpillar himself.  “ were you watching me sleep? typical.” he croons, hand reaching out to grasp his leg and rub upward, not going up further past the knee.  “ isn’t it early? i have no concept of time these days since i can’t see the sun.” 

a pause, and then hyungwon is tugging him closer to the edge if only to pull himself out - knowing that he’ll soak through namjoon’s clothes, knowing that the caterpillar won’t care in the slightest.  his arms snake around his legs, his head resting on his hip and namjoon will never resist him.  he never does.

( that’s why he likes him. )

“ now that you’re here, tell me a story.  i want to hear more about your wonderland.”