It's magic, you know.
Description
Jongin needs another tattoo, and his magic really likes Taemin.
Foreword
There are pencil sketches on Taemin’s desk, notes and ideas for Jongin’s back piece. Jongin lifts a page with his finger, admiring the colored sketches beneath. "What wings are these?" Jongin asks. They're pretty, although plain, entirely brown but in shades from lighter russet to darker bister.
"A Golden Eagle's," Taemin says. "It just...came to me, and I did some research.” He shrugs. “I guess it suits you."
Jongin looks at him over his shoulder. "Better than pure white angel wings?"
"Definitely."
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