Of Seasons and Spots - Thirteen
Of Seasons and Spots
Thirteen: Tidings
“What is that?” Minho asked as he set his lips against Jinki’s neck and pressed a kiss there before nipping at his skin.
“A card, I think,” the witch told him, turning the stuffed envelope in his hands. It had been dropped off by Jessica in the early hours of the morning when she had arrived with a load of stuff for Key. Despite the events that had occurred to him less than twenty four hours ago, Key was too stubborn to let that dissuade him when Jonghyun invited him to live with him. Jessica, who had been awake for reasons that she wouldn’t discuss, had been agreeable when Key had texted her to bring over some of his things that he would need right away. Shortly after she had arrived, everyone else had cleared the room leaving Minho and Jinki alone again.
“I’m not so far from humanity that I don’t know what a card looks like,” the vampire told him with a chuckle.
Jinki elbowed him gently at the teasing and slid open the flap of the envelope. From within it, he pulled out a card with a pastel depiction of a forest covered in snow across the front of it. Inside was the elegant scroll that he recognized as his mother’s. “Jinki,” he began reading despite the fact that Minho could probably see the separate fibers of the paper let alone the actual words. “I hope that this card finds you well and taken care of. My Coven was worried for you as we had seen a lot of darkness surrounding your current present, but we also notice some bright spots of light. We are uncertain what meaning the reading has for the future as we have never seen this particular combination before, but we hope that you are well.
I met a man a few months ago and we are taking things slow, but it appears as though something may come of it. Sometime, if you are feeling up to it, I would like to you meet him. I think you would like him, and he would like to meet you, too. Bring Key with you when you visit.
I miss you both. Love, your mother. P.S. I feel as though something huge has happened to you recently. I hope it was good!”
“You haven’t told your mother?” Minho asked him softly as he silently scanned over her words again.
“No,” Jinki replied. “I couldn’t figure out how to tell my friends let alone my mother.”
“That you are with a man?” Minho quipped.
“If only it were that easy. Somehow, I don’t think they will quite understand the bloodier part of our relationship.”
Minho grunted his agreement, and slipped chilled fingers beneath the hem of Jinki’s shirt. His fangs slid into the witch’s skin, barely noticeable flashes of pain amongst the curl of desire. ‘Don’t take too long to tell her, love,’ Minho spoke into his mind, the words carrying with them a wealth of emotion. ‘You now number your days in centuries, but she still does in years.’
“I know,” Jinki agreed. With a sigh he closed his eyes and relaxed back against the vampire that was taking shallow, lazy sips of blood from his neck. “If I went to visit, would you come with me?”
‘Of course,’ Minho agreed instantly and Jinki could feel the faint echoes of happiness that the question produced. ‘You are mine, and I yours. I will go anywhere you would like.’
“Thank you,” Jinki whispered, enjoying the roaming hands that slid low on his stomach and teased with the promise of going lower.
‘Come to bed with me,’ Minho urged.
It wasn’t until he heard those words that Jinki realized just how tired he was. As arousing as it was to have the vampire’s teeth in his neck and hands moving over his skin, he felt drained from everything that had happened that night. He doubted very much that he would be awake for more than a few moments after his body hit the mattress. Still, it sounded like an incredibly pleasant idea. “I’d love to.”
A quick swipe of Minho’s tongue closed the bite marks on his neck, before he scooped Jinki into his arms. It was a testament to how tired Jinki really was, since he didn’t protest the motion. Carefully the vampire carried him to their bed and laid him there, taking the card from his hand to place it upon the side table.
AN: I know it has been ages since I have updated and I feel really bad about it. I don't enjoy writing any less than I always have it has just been a few crazy months. I'm hoping to jump back into this now and get rolling again because I miss sharing my stories and I miss hearing from my readers!
Thirteen: Tidings
“What is that?” Minho asked as he set his lips against Jinki’s neck and pressed a kiss there before nipping at his skin.
“A card, I think,” the witch told him, turning the stuffed envelope in his hands. It had been dropped off by Jessica in the early hours of the morning when she had arrived with a load of stuff for Key. Despite the events that had occurred to him less than twenty four hours ago, Key was too stubborn to let that dissuade him when Jonghyun invited him to live with him. Jessica, who had been awake for reasons that she wouldn’t discuss, had been agreeable when Key had texted her to bring over some of his things that he would need right away. Shortly after she had arrived, everyone else had cleared the room leaving Minho and Jinki alone again.
“I’m not so far from humanity that I don’t know what a card looks like,” the vampire told him with a chuckle.
Jinki elbowed him gently at the teasing and slid open the flap of the envelope. From within it, he pulled out a card with a pastel depiction of a forest covered in snow across the front of it. Inside was the elegant scroll that he recognized as his mother’s. “Jinki,” he began reading despite the fact that Minho could probably see the separate fibers of the paper let alone the actual words. “I hope that this card finds you well and taken care of. My Coven was worried for you as we had seen a lot of darkness surrounding your current present, but we also notice some bright spots of light. We are uncertain what meaning the reading has for the future as we have never seen this particular combination before, but we hope that you are well.
I met a man a few months ago and we are taking things slow, but it appears as though something may come of it. Sometime, if you are feeling up to it, I would like to you meet him. I think you would like him, and he would like to meet you, too. Bring Key with you when you visit.
I miss you both. Love, your mother. P.S. I feel as though something huge has happened to you recently. I hope it was good!”
“You haven’t told your mother?” Minho asked him softly as he silently scanned over her words again.
“No,” Jinki replied. “I couldn’t figure out how to tell my friends let alone my mother.”
“That you are with a man?” Minho quipped.
“If only it were that easy. Somehow, I don’t think they will quite understand the bloodier part of our relationship.”
Minho grunted his agreement, and slipped chilled fingers beneath the hem of Jinki’s shirt. His fangs slid into the witch’s skin, barely noticeable flashes of pain amongst the curl of desire. ‘Don’t take too long to tell her, love,’ Minho spoke into his mind, the words carrying with them a wealth of emotion. ‘You now number your days in centuries, but she still does in years.’
“I know,” Jinki agreed. With a sigh he closed his eyes and relaxed back against the vampire that was taking shallow, lazy sips of blood from his neck. “If I went to visit, would you come with me?”
‘Of course,’ Minho agreed instantly and Jinki could feel the faint echoes of happiness that the question produced. ‘You are mine, and I yours. I will go anywhere you would like.’
“Thank you,” Jinki whispered, enjoying the roaming hands that slid low on his stomach and teased with the promise of going lower.
‘Come to bed with me,’ Minho urged.
It wasn’t until he heard those words that Jinki realized just how tired he was. As arousing as it was to have the vampire’s teeth in his neck and hands moving over his skin, he felt drained from everything that had happened that night. He doubted very much that he would be awake for more than a few moments after his body hit the mattress. Still, it sounded like an incredibly pleasant idea. “I’d love to.”
A quick swipe of Minho’s tongue closed the bite marks on his neck, before he scooped Jinki into his arms. It was a testament to how tired Jinki really was, since he didn’t protest the motion. Carefully the vampire carried him to their bed and laid him there, taking the card from his hand to place it upon the side table.
AN: I know it has been ages since I have updated and I feel really bad about it. I don't enjoy writing any less than I always have it has just been a few crazy months. I'm hoping to jump back into this now and get rolling again because I miss sharing my stories and I miss hearing from my readers!