title: in aeternum
sungyeol-centric ( hinted!gyuyeol )
music inspiration: click

It’s extraordinary.

The dimensions in which he experiences everything – spectrums clashing, diffusing, blending, colours dispelling, creating new shades, becoming lighter, so much lighter or descending deeper, so much deeper.

He can taste it – sweetness grazes his tongue, bitterness drags a blade across it, spice dances on the surface of his taste buds and the hint of sour feeling chases him, blunt tips of fingers belonging to thousand nameless creatures brushing against the back of his throat.

The thick, rich smell of luxury passes by and he turns his head, searching it, scrunching the bridge of his nose, his lips. But as soon as it’s replaced by the delicacy tingling his nostrils shyly and a mellifluous melody is injected into his body, bouncing on his eardrum – poking, knocking, caressing, kicking, banging – Sungyeol parts his lips in anticipation.

There is a small – minuscule, momentary, soft, tiny –  gasp slithering from between two pink, moist, pure lips.

Sparks that jump on the surface of his skin in joy are not ephemeral.

They last and mark an infinite loop in which he is thrown – they change their shape, they unravel, they decompose, they reborn, they twirl, they dance, no repose.

His toes curl, his heart crawls up to his throat, his lungs burn.

It’s momentous.

The solace that washes over his body in the grand tide but doesn’t take him away, as if allowing to celebrate the present.

Sungyeol curls, becomes smaller, leans into the pair of arms encasing him dearly –

protective, loving, safe.

Sungyeol embraces the fire, he doesn’t burn himself, he brings it closer, too near.

Heat engulfs him

( He floats in the sky, swims across the blue, cloudless, ocean )

fills him

( He loses himself, he freefalls into the endless abyss )

Sungyeol finds his eternity.

( There is a gentle gaze hidden in the eyes smaller than his – protective, loving, safe )