✨️ Heartless Dress 💄KimChay Au 🗡 ✨️

Sacrifice

(Hi <3 Wishing to have the greatest of time with all of your fav stories <3 love you <3)

"P'Kim...they will see us..." Porchay murmured in his ear, morning beginning to highlight them.

"I don't care..." Kim answered, hiding more into Porchay's chest and tightening their hug. "Do you care?"

"Not really..." Porchay said, just closing his eyes again.

"Do you want to know...what happened?"

"Only...if you want to tell..."

"I don't know...all I know is that...my heart wants to reach you...is it how we do? Through confession?"

"It can be...P'Kim, you're the only one who should decide and know for yourself...."

Kim took a deep breath. "I just... remember...how my dad killed my mom..."

Porchay said nothing. He just embraced him tighter, putting his legs over Kim's waist and kissing his hair, and it was enough for Kim. He didn't need words and it felt weird to communicate with what scared him the most : touches. It was as if his child's mind associated it with the push of his father's hand and since then he didn't want to be too close. What if another palm could also push him and burn him to death? But Porchay. Porchay made him remember that all hands weren't meant to kill. To hurt him. And he surprisingly would love to just stay warm, another type of fire burning in him : love.

They didn't have time to rest more, some hours after, Porsche kneeling above them. "Cutie and the beast...time to wake up." He said, an annoyed voice with the second name.

"Don't be like this..." Kinn added joining him.

"Listen, it really looks like this!"

"It doesn't Hia..." Porchay murmured, opening his eyes. Porsche just laughed, his little brother eyeing him firmly. He couldn't take him seriously but he stood up and let them be. If he wanted to play with Kim, he would not push it too much "P'Kim..."

"I am awake..." He said in his chest.

"Shouldn't you say? What you remembered."

"To who?"