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mythvoiced · 2 years

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@theimpalpable | Did somebody say (voice suddenly becomes squeaky) mEMES? Not me getting on 'Ε=ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ' moDE TOWARD YOUR INBOX IUHWIDHWED (pls as always feel free to ignore aNY OF THESE) "I love it when you call my name." HYURAM BECAUSE IF THAT AIN'T THE TRUTH MITSKI LYRICS

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“Oh?”

She’s taken up residence sitting side-ways on Boram’s lap because on most days she seems more inclined to resemble a cat in demeanour, than she does a fox. Up until the very moment, of course, Boram sets her up with the perfect opportunity to be distracted by a sight she’ll choose over the drama playing on TV any day.

To be fair, she’d choose Boram’s profile, or the sparkle of his eyes, or the shape of his lips, or the length of his jaw, or the lines drawn across his palms, or the movement of his neck, or the width of his shoulders, or the crinkling of the corner of his eyes and the way his hair moves at times and at times it doesn’t, depending on whether his head is dragging it along, or moving gently enough to allow it to sit still.

She pops another of the mini carrots she’d cut up that afternoon, a selection of cut up vegetables awaiting them on most bowls littering the coffee table, flanked by the various sauces and dips and whatnot she’d gotten her hands on via a few researches - at times spanning centuries - to allow for maximum snacking opportunity.

“Which one? Boram? Yeong Boram? Borammie~” she sneaks closer with each syllable to dance on her lips, enamoured by her tongue, pushed gently outside of her mouth as the corners of it stretch and curl wider and wider. Her hands underline the demeanour as one sneaks around Boram’s neck, to tickle the short hair she finds there, once again a mere phantom of what she’s first seen his hair to look like, and once again the perfect rendition of Boram, as he is offered to the universe and hopefully never claimed by him.

Her other hand beats arrhythmical sweet nothings across his clothed collarbones.

She places a kiss on his cheek, a substitute for the palms she usually presses there, equally gentle and lasting, equally a promise for later, for forever, as she sneaks another one on his jaw.

Then her nose takes the lead, burying her face in the crook of his neck, travelling his throat up until the space beneath his ear, the smile on her lips so reminiscent of her fox heritage, and how greedily and mischievously gumihos will hold onto anything that has declared itself theirs.

“Rain prince?” She whispers against his skin, before she pulls back and finds his lips. Gentle approaching, a petal carried closer to the river by the gentle wind who knows better than to keep them apart. Only for Hyun to end up smacking the kiss she was going for, rather than pulling it softly out of his lips.

Loud, obnoxious, and equally caring as her gentler side.

“All of the above? Want me to say them again~?”

#theimpalpable #the model;hyun #our history is stained with blood but we grew flowers on this hill and shielded each other from the storm;boram & hyun #even the tallest of fox trees will long for this kind of gentlest rain;yeong boram #hyun stop beING CHEEKY challenge I am BEGGING you #ALEX THE SQUEAKY VOICE WAS ME AT SEEING YOU IN MY INBOX WELCOME WELCOME PLS COME IN PLS COME IN #TAKE THESE REFRESHMENTS AND ALSO THESE HAPPY TEARS SWEATERS AND ALSO THIS PURE GOLD AND ALSO THESE DIAMONDS AND-#AND TAKE THIS DISASTER FOX WHO'S WAY TOO IN LOVE WITH ONE YEONG BORAM I SWEAR I-?#how long has it been since I last wrote Hyun @ Boram without them somehow sneaking into Boram's lap I-#sb: where do you live #hyun pointing at boram's lap: right there sir #LIKE DSJKGFDJKHG THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS IN FOR SENDING ANY OF THE THINGS YOU SEND IN... IN KJFDGDKHGF ;W;#AND I HOPE THIS IS OKAY? PLS FORGIVE THE SHAMELESSNESS OF THIS RUBY AND ONYX OF YOURS BORAM~#Boram btw you should never tell Hyun what you like because they'll EXPLOIT IT--#;queue

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