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Bihyung seems to have a serious problem, no matter from which angel he looks at it he for sure needs professional help and real back up.
When did it start? When he saw Biyoo and Dokja together cuddling, not in the usual he saw humans did with each other but it was such an affectionate sight he witnessed it made his heart warms with feeling, he wanted to be part of that sight too and wanted to participate in that ‘hug’.
The way Dokja’s gazes softened while patting the cotton ball like dokkaebi, his little smile that just sent jolts to his heart, the way his blurry face seemed to be more recognizable yet not fully clear, the little red under his eyes that indicates the creeping blush on his face it all sent Bihyung running miles considering how his heart was beating loudly, the little dokkaebi attempting to return the affection of the patting, rubbed her body on the man’s face making him close one eye while letting a hearty laugh escape his beautiful mouth, the mouth that just keep taking about strategies, the one that always made everyone move and stop, that mouth that held force he, Bihyung, couldn’t understand where did it come from.
The second time wasn’t that pleasant, it was discussing the possibility of them becoming enemies.
Bihyung couldn’t say he didn’t expect the outcome, or never considered it to happen that’s just how it is in the star stream after all, but it made his heart stung, stung so bad he couldn’t form the words out of his mouth they kept looking at each other in a deadly silence as if someone were to dare and break it would surely make the feared scenario become reality, or so how it was for the dokkaebi.
He wanted to run away, to never analyze and discuss this topic out loud, it would just give ideas to his head and make him overthink. And so he did, he chooses to run away under the excuse of some urging matters.
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“…he’s finally back” a relived voice forced itself from the, now human, dokkaebi the sight of that blurry yet enchanting face made his expression, voice and whole being softened, his heart did the backflips again making his breath hitch, he was so happy to see the trouble maker he so doted on finally showing up, his heart now racing at the image of beautiful boy the one who’s getting looked up by his companions, oh how he wished he was part of them too, he wanted to hug him, to scream at him, to blame him for abandoning him and going all alone just to save all of them, he wanted to show how his acts actually pained them the most, made them feel like hopeless puppies waiting for their owner, yet he was very aware of the fact that he’s but a stranger to them, an imposter, the creature who bought all this upon them alongside with the constellations they so hate despite their affection center being one of them.
Oh how Bihyung wanted to join, he looked at them with sad eyes, those humans whose stories he was the teller of them, whom he watched with a close eye, the story he was so proud to podcast, their leader who just bought new watcher to his channel making it bigger each time, but sadly that changed the moment he had Biyoo, they started to interact less and less, seeing no worth in him or just to avoid eyes, he doesn’t know the real reason and he wished for the second to be, the first one made his heart hurt if he had one, it made him want to clinch his fist near his chest yet he didn’t.
The reason of his conflicted emotion seemed oblivious to the state he put the white creature in, smiling and making his arms apart a gesture to invite his companions to hug him yet the others did already decide he would be locked up the moment he come back, they attacked him and did actually lock him up he could tell that the man let them did it, as if knowing the wrongs he did.
After bihyung gained a human form, he didn’t expect he will have more encounters with the human whom story he so adored, they were all business talks the wall that protected him did become weak, or did it just decide it would better to just let the breathtaking face be shown to the others, either way the man in front of him was divine, those full and wide lips they were so red compared to the white skin it made to alluring wanting to test of with rough treatment it will turn into that shade of red o his lips, and oh did he mention that nose and the urge to just kiss the tip of it it looked like it would bounce with the simplest contact and it was a cute thing to imagine, but nothing could have prepared bihyung to those eyes, the ones he felt like he was getting devoured into those black holes that just pulls you the longer you stare, and the way they shine when excited it made his heart do runs, he had to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating constellations into those black abyssal eyes with the way they shine.
He doesn’t remember what happened but he managed to get a hearty laugh from the other, making his fox eyes relax and closed, his mouth wide open letting his laugh escape a shade of pink decorated his cheeks that scene left the white headed man speechless, he was too amazed by the sight in front of him, he looked at the latter with an adoring and amazed gaze like he just discovered what beauty really mean, his heart skipping beats with his lips are apart slightly.
They were drinking together, bihyung was now used to the sight of dokja’s laugh and smiles close up, he was cracking jokes as he liked that scene of the latter so much he just wanted to keep seeing it.
“You’re so crazy, I think I wanna have your baby”
Nothing could’ve prepared him for what the other said after he finished his laugh, his mouth opening wide letting the drink he was having to slip, was it duo to the alcohol but shouldn’t the fourth wall stops the liquor effect, was that Dokkaebi king playing pranks on him now? Bihyung didn’t know and couldn’t even think straight because of the shock, his brain already gave up after the words left the beautiful man’s mouth.
Should he accomplish his wish and gave him babies? But doesn’t he already have biyoo does he want to give her siblings Bihyung wouldn’t mind that, maybe he would be able to monopolize the other time more and would spend more moments with him.
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Was he dreaming right now?
“Bihyung…” the voice called weakly reaching to the white headed man, he smiled softly making his eyes taking a croissant shape, his teeth showing and a soft gaze was placed on the Dokkaebi, he reached back not understanding the situation very well, but could he complain? Bihyung was but a weak Dokkaebi.
The black headed man cupped his cheeks in his hands caressing the under of his eyes, he moved the white hair on his forehead and kissed it softly, he then pulled back and locked his black eyes with the red crimson ones, Bihyung had a dazed expression, was it overjoy or just excitement or both, he couldn’t pull away nor he wanted to he kept his dazed expression on his face he kept eyes locked with the other not knowing what to do.
They kept the silence just starring at each other with dokja’s hands still caressing bihyung’s face.
“Do you hate my kiss?” he asked softly
“…No” he answered softly.
“Then you wouldn’t mind me keeping going devouring your face with kisses?” he moved his thumb over the other’s lips.
“I wouldn’t mind even the slightest” he caged the white coated man with his hands on his wait, pulling him closer offering his face to be devoured.