xautelis:
delicate fingers languidly entangled themselves in velvety locks as the weight of the other gently pressed down against his lap. the cool breeze beckoning summer nostalgia tickled their cheeks, caressing worn-down skin and wearied souls, before easing the troubles collected after a long day. the sun was on the brink of setting and trailed along the horizon with a soft glow casting hazy shadows, gently flickering, threatening to fade into dusk. as leo sat with his palms against the grass, baekhyun lay still with indolence washing over lax limbs and heavy lids; he fought slumber with careless words falling nonchalantly from his lips, continuously filling comfortable silence and inducing quiet laughter from the latter, whose legs were beginning to fall asleep instead.
“ah, baekhyun— your head, it’s too heavy…” leo blurted suddenly, attempting to free his legs that were stuck beneath the male’s head. there was, however, no response from baekhyun except for a dissatisfied grunt and a small shrug. “hey! are you listening?”
he was, in fact, not. a soft snore sounded from his nostrils as leo let out a sigh.
baekhyun has been slipping in and out of consciousness for ten minutes now, but both his mind and body admit defeat, as his head comes to rest on top of the other’s padded lap. It was anything but his idea place of rest, however, it was better than having to resort to the cold, hard ground. he had spent the night before appeasing to his father’s instructions. if he failed to meet their requirements, he’d receive a punishment upon returning home empty handed. a band-aid decorates his countenance - placed upon his right cheek, concealing the nasty wound beneath. his life revolves around danger, his fate cannot be changed. his silence is only broken by the rise and fall of his breath, chest following in its wake, as his ( overgrown ) bangs dust above closed eyelids, upsetting the thin layers of skin, though, just as leo’s voice, it goes unnoticed.
he didn’t mean to trap the other beneath him, but he also didn’t mean to fall asleep on them. if he were awake, if he were to realize the mistake he made, he would pull away. baekhyun shifts, head turns, and his cheek is now compressed against their thigh, lithe fingers slowly curl into loose fist. leo is somewhat comfortable, he knows that much.
