Kyungsoo caressed his cheek, draping his arms over his creation’s body. He only had to say one word to wake his sleeping prince.

Mine.

Thin, golden strands roped around Kai’s wrists and ankles, connecting back to Kyungsoo’s own hands. They glittered in the dim lighting of the throne room before fading into invisibility. The connection was whole again. Their love could be eternal.

Kai responded to Kyungsoo’s voice in a mechanical manner.

Yours.