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тномаs ([personal profile] a_2) wrote in [community profile] nestbox 2015-11-30 02:08 am (UTC)

[Once he finally managed to open the bottle, Thomas squeezed some of the oil into his cupped hand, putting the bottle aside before focusing on Minho's back again. Feeling a pull, inside his chest, Thomas decided to ignore it to the best of his ability and just moved his hand over the wound, spreading the oil as best as he could.

Soon enough, his other hand joined the first, and he began to carefully cover the mark everywhere, from Minho's neck, down his back and on his side.]


You feel tense.

[It wasn't a question and not even an affirmation, per se. More like an observation, a thought that had crossed Thomas' mind and that, for some reason, he had ended up saying out-loud.

He went to the bottle again, after, getting more oil before returning his long fingers to Minho's skin, massaging softly, mainly where the wound was darker. It was unsettling, how hard it was to look away. He was completely taken by it, by how beautiful it looked.]


It's like your own maze map. [Again, a thought made out-loud.] A map of your system, underneath your skin. [His fingers stilled where they were, a frown coming to his expression. He realized that maybe he wasn't making much sense.] The mark, I mean.

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