Kindled Heart
Description
You're odd.
I'm even.
I'm even.
We seem lost in translation.
~4k words
(Alternatively: Celia wrote a poem and I wrote a fic because ap euro and drama mv. Also I don't know anything about medieval europe and I'm going to fail my test hahahah OTL)
(Psst, your turn, Tayler)
Foreword
“Jongin.”
He’s struck by the smooth voice, something he was not expecting, so Jongin doesn’t respond at first. The boy frowns and repeats the words, Jongin’s name rolling off his tongue like honey. Finally, Jongin snaps to and nods. “Jongin,” he points to himself, agreeing.
“Zitao,” the boy states, pointing to himself.
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