talking circles
late like thunder☆☆☆
there is a place, minseok knows, a warm, welcoming forest, where there lives a wise summer spirit and his faithful companian. it is said that this old soul takes the purest form of this world, a unicorn, in order to impart its treasured wisdom to all those who would wish to hear it. it is also said that this sweet unicorn is accompanied by a brave soul, taking the form of a deer. this deer is noble and just, fending off those who'd seek the unicorn's wisdom for nefarious deeds.
minseok is now certain that this knowledge is completely and utterly incorrect.
why?
the ice spirit is currently trapped under a singing deer's .
"no new years daaay..."
"good evening, minseok, how can i help you?" the unicorn's reclining on a bed of leaves. it looks very soft.
minseok blinks. his head feels fuzzy. there are some dang weird fumes floating around here. "how'd you know my name?"
"...to celebraaate..."
if unicorns could roll their eyes, minseok is certain this one would have.
"i'm the ANCIENT, WISE, SUMMER SPIRIT. i know everything, pal."
minseok blinks again. "okay."
"no chocolate covered candy heaaarts..."
"so," the unicorn steeples his hooves beneath his chin. (do unicorns have chins? minseok doesn't know. these fumes are really messing with his brain), "what do you want to know?"
"one," minseok raises a finger, "what's this douchecanoe's name," he jabs a thumb into the deer's back, "and two," he raises another finger, "do you mind slowing down with those fumes dude?" his head droops. "i'm getting sleepy."
"...to give awaaaaay."
"oh!" the unicorn raises his hooves to his mouth, "how rude of us! we've completely forgotten to introduce ourselves! i'm yixing, everyone's favourite summer spirit, and this lovely deer friend of mine is luhan."
"baby cakes, you're the only summer spirit."
"oh," minseok looks up, "you talk."
the deer winks. "you betcha babe. and you know what? i can do more than just talk." the deer leers and caresses a hoof along minseok's side. minseok shudders.
"did he just try to come onto me?" minseok stares up at yixing with wide eyes.
"yep." yixing replies, popping the p, "he did."
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i'm very very sorry on behalf of luhan
not really
so so so sorry but i've hit major writer's block with this fic. i really can't say when i'll update this but i really do want to finish this :p
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