mornings
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Description
the morning was still like that, always. as two lithe arms from behind wrapped around his torso, donghae felt his morning begin, like a frozen clock that decided to tick.
Foreword
some nonsense that my brain decided that i had to write out if i wanted to sleep. and if by the end of it dara seems to be able to control time, well, you know. that's what happens when you write a drabble at 0400. -nikos
edit 4/7/16 – thanks for liking this drabble^^ the cover is made by the awesome HNCKrstl, from the beauty of her kind and generous heart <3
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