Xiumin traced a hand down the boy’s cheek. So beautiful… The boy stirred, pink lips forming into an irresistible pout. Xiumin chuckled at the expression and leaned down to press a kiss onto them.

Soft and sweet, just like its owner. Xiumin his lips, his eyes trailing down the boy’s form before landing at the only blemish on his perfect body. His eyes hardened at the sight of the black outline of a flame on his thigh.

Too bad he is a fire wielder.

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A/N: oooo Chanyeol :]