How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams."
—Bram Stoker

Lee Taemin, born the 18th of July.
AU   R/S    S/O
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unholy

epilxluhan:

the first thing Luhan did was that his eyes followed how the man in front of him would draw the letters quietly, thoughts runnning through his mind about why the guy would write the letters instead of speaking them ot, but quick obscured the thought away for not wanting to break past his personal space. He then smiles warmly over to the man before he would respond with a low, soft voice. “Hello there..”

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Fingers which had been pale before were coloured now; red and blue, black and yellow. It did not seem to phase Taemin, nor did it seem to matter to him that he had just written over a canvas that could have been used for a beautiful painting. Perhaps it would later make him frown over his own actions—or perhaps, not. For now, he wiped his fingers off with a once-white rag already tainted with colours, whilst his eyes flickered over the stranger’s delicate figure. “A warm smile…” he mused out. “You should be careful not to be too nice to strangers. They might get attached. What’s your name?”

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