춥다 , PG , ~450w , hunhan
춥다
Cold bursts of wind press against the expanse of his back. The milk white skin used to the feeling of snowflakes against it, not once forming any goosebumps and not once does his body shiver and curl into itself. The snowflakes stay on his skin for longer before melting against his body, leaving warm spots throughout. It makes his body feel alive.
Toes curl into the white blanket of winter. Puffs of steady breaths leave cold pink lips, breaking the silence in the air. Sehun ruffles his hair, watching as the snowflakes mixed with white sparkles fall down onto the ground. Baby blue wings flutter slowly, pushing away the winds that threaten his shoulders.
In the midst of all the white, he spots a gentle brown that passes between trees. Sehun pushes himself off the branch he’s called home for the day. The brown hair is too noticeable, too familiar to him. The brown turns into light tan skin and large brown eyes that expand when Sehun moves closer. Pink lips that have turned blue on the edges smile at him.
Arms wrap around the small body, Sehun’s thin frame trying not to bump into the too obvious antlers that stick out from each side of the boy’s head. His breaths are cold, too cold, against Sehun’s already cold body.
“It’s cold,” Lips whisper to him as he tightens his arms around the shivering body.
“It’s the middle of winter.”
The smaller boy sneezes when a snowflake lands on his nose. Sehun blows another one away before it can land on the pink nose. He attempts to warm the other up with gentle kisses against his cooling skin.
“Lu Han, it’s too cold for you to be here,” Sehun whispers between kisses, his breath heating up the skin against his lips.
“But you’re here.”
Sehun blows away more snowflakes as they fall slowly. He holds Lu Han close as they sit underneath one of Sehun’s makeshift houses. Twigs and now dead leaves form a small cave around them, blocking off any snowflakes or wind that threatens the smaller one. Lu Han shivers against Sehun’s body, ignoring the cold skin he presses against and thinking of it as warmth instead.
Lu Han sneezes a few more times and Sehun buries his face against Lu Han’s neck, blowing warming air against his skin. He watches as the pale skin turns less blue and more lifelike. The smaller one whispers that Sehun is warm and Sehun wonders if he’s lying.
Sehun blows away a stray snowflake that’s snuck through the spaces between branches, watching as it lands on his chest, taking it’s last breath of winter before turning into water quicker than the rest.
-quick drabble~
-deer!lu + fairy!hun
-because oh sehun is back to silver