𝑹𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂 • yeonbin {BOOK 2} ✓

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 couple stayed in each other's embrace until soobin calmed down, his hands still grasping tightly on the demon in a fear that if he let go, yeonjun would maybe disappear. he had his eyes closed, nose touching the older's neck as he hid his face there, taking yeonjun's presence, smell, body heat and even his breathing. soobin felt the need of memorizing every little aspect that showed how the male was alive.

"are you feeling better now, little anemone?" the red haired's voice was calm as he caressed soobin's waist, who rested on his lap sideways. if he was being honest, it was hard to believe the angel was really there, and not only that, but how he felt like himself, how until then there was no sign of intrusive thoughts and a divided mind. it was so quiet and relieving yeonjun almost felt disturbed by it, by feeling minimally at peace inside his own skin. soobin only nodded as an answer. "i will go get something for you to eat then, okay? you were unconscious for hours."

"n-no!" soobin immediately tightened his hold around the demon, eyes getting teary with only the idea of the male leaving for a couple of seconds. he had watched yeonjun die, had lost him for minutes, and right now the only thing he needed was to stay as closer as possible of the king so he could be sure everything was real and he was indeed alive. "don't l-leave."

"okay." yeonjun whispered out, closing his eyes while letting the angel glue himself to him. he felt tired, exhausted like never before, both mentally and physically, but he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. he rested his cheek on soobin's head, gently running his fingers on the male's white feathers while staring into nothing. it was hard to pinpoint what he was feeling, way more when it seemed to be everything at once. yeonjun for a second wondered if he could really make it, could really be right, be happy, live.

"danny?" the said male hummed softly, still lost between his own thoughts, and soobin raised his head, grabbing yeonjun's face between his hands and making him stare at him. "stop. you will be fine. i will be fine. we- we can make it work, love is enough, dan. we are enough."

the demon tilted his head slightly to the side and smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind soobin's ear before caressing his cheek with his thumb. yeonjun believed in them, he always did, every second he hurt and every hour he begged to die, there was never a single little piece of him that didn't believe in them. it was simple for him, there was no tulip without it's anemone, because the only thing yeonjun was sure of among all his fears, his doubts, whispered words inside his mind and self hatred, was that he loved soobin. the angel was always his certainty, his light, his chance, his reason and his next breath.

"i know. i always knew it, my love. so maybe my mistake was never saying it, saying that between all the things i feel or felt, all the things i feared and wished for, all the hurt, grieve and confusion, my answer was never myself. it was you. it will always be you, darling, because what am i if not someone inspiring to be deserving of you? who am i if not someone who loves you beyond any material, spiritual and temporal aspect? i'm not a king, not a demon, not a monster, not a good or bad person, not a broken glass, nor something meant for destruction, i'm daniel. just daniel. the daniel that loves you, the daniel you call softly with shiny eyes and carry in your heart. your danny. and i want to be that danny until my soul gets lost between stars and rebuilt between the secrets of nature, but even then, my love for you will remain. that's the only thing i'm sure of , little anemone, that i will love you forever." yeonjun held the angel's wrist, taking his hand off his face before placing his own on soobin's nape and pulling him closer, connecting their foreheads in the familiarity of having done it countless times before, and nuzzling their noses together. "just as much as i love you right now."

the red haired got even closer, brushing his plump lips against soobin's ones as he caressed his cheek softly, the younger's head being moved easily by his hold as he stared into yeonjun's eyes. the demon closed his eyes for a second, letting the moment sink and melt his heart in tenderness, being with soobin always felt like a moment of elation that somehow seemed to last eternally, even if only present when the angel was there.