//Hold My small hand
Description
The cold Twin Princes. The brother's who are silent, except for when they're on stage and in their own company. It has people wondering how they communicate without parting their lips. But its much more sweet than they think, gentler, kinder, addictive. Two utterly broken and ed up brothers, in a world that seems to suffocate them.
Foreword
Just Chanbaek.
Warnings:
////Gay//Drama
Idk what else to put... ;3; But yes.
Enjoy, here is a preview I guess.
“The tall woman who had transformed from an old ugly witch to a beautiful enchantress, was disgusted at the prince, she shattered his windows with her scream of agony. She cast her spell on the prince, his handsome and strong body transforming into a hideous monstrous beast, his castle was ridden with black skies, the white walls turning black and dishevelled, his castle turning as ugly as he was inside. And she reminded the prince, she threw the curled blood red rose at his feet and spoke in an intimidating and echoing voice-
Before Chanyeol could finish Baekhyun cut him off, his small and shaky voice blowing cold winds onto Chanyeols neck. “If you learn to love another and earn her love in return, by the time the last petal falls, then the spell will be broken” Baekhyun hummed, he snuggled up to Chanyeol and closed his eyes.
“That’s my favourite story… t-thanks hyung” Baekhyun sighed, his lips kissing Chanyeols nape before drifting off to sleep gently. Chanyeol admired the angel, his feet becoming sore, before he realised they had reached home.
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Background credit: Baekyasseuxi
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