Jul 13, 2020
of warm dripping golden honey (and sun-kissed glaze)
- markhyuck
- fluff, angst, slow burn (first time andi feel like dying writing it but anyways)
- summary:
what mark did not know, was that mark was already made his, whether he liked it or not. and so begins the story of love and betrayal, as do all the stories of warlords.
of warm dripping golden honey (and sun-kissed glaze)
1. in a field of sickly sweet cinnamon scents
2. eyes closed and dream filled hands
3. a dream rising out of sick reality
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4. you stood there, eyes closed