Name: Tor Herado
Title: "Dragi of the wings of the air"
Specie: Dragon
Sub-Specie: Draco nubibus
Age: 243 years old (deceased)
Height: 163 cm
Gender: Male
Personality: He is quiet and shy about meeting new people. Even his own friends were not exempt from this strange behavior.
Abilities: He perfectly manages air magic. He has specialized in being able to fly without needing air currents to help him.
Special element: Air
Location: Currently in the Temple of the Elements
Occupation: Protect the air's element
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SEND 📱 FOR A LATE NIGHT TEXT FROM MY MUSE. // STATUS: ACCEPTING.
( sms » HERA ) Are you awake? ( sms » HERA ) I have a question about cooking for you.( sms » HERA ) Yes, 3AM and I’m fucking trying to cook something decent.
Send me ‘I want the K’. → @herado↪ 21. Then there’s tongue.
They were both tired - incredibly tired. All night long they had stayed up to work on a song, a song that seemed to be hopeless, lyrics that didn’t make sense and a melody with an oddly irregular rhythm. It was ridiculous to hold onto it, in fact, but GCD wasn’t GCD if they didn’t try it all, if they didn’t give their all to fix it and make something proper out of it. Giving up, that was something that didn’t exist in either Yejun’s or Dohee’s vocabulary.
While she was half asleep on the couch that was set up in a corner of their studio, Yejun was focused on the sheet in front of him, reading through the text repeatedly, unable to change it in a way it would fit together nicely. And it was frustrating, making him rage internally. If he wasn’t too exhausted, if it wasn’t 4am and too late for making trouble, he would’ve flipped the table over by now, ripped apart the papers before storming back home. This isn’t for you, this is for Dohee, for GCD.
His hands moved up to his eyes, rubbing them for a brief moment to get that sensational feeling out of it. And then he skimmed the room, letting his gaze rest upon his best friend who was staring onto the ground blankly through half-lidded eyes. She was a woman, graced with natural beauty, and he must admit that he had always been quite attracted to her. But even now, in those sweatpants, her hair a mess atop her head, face empty and tired, she looked incredibly endearing to him.
When he felt unnoticed, Yejun got up from his chair and approached the petite girl on the sofa. Just when she looked up, their gazes meeting, her gently pushed her down onto the cushion and hovered above her. Despite that overly puzzled look on her face, he couldn’t hold back, laid one hand atop her soft cheek, thumb caressing it soothingly. Her personal scent was intoxicating to say the least; he fell into a daze. Could’ve as well been the exhaustion, but he didn’t want to get up from her anymore.
Glance wandered, scanned her features one by one. Shimmering eyes, a small cute nose, plump kissable lips. They looked so soft, so luscious. He had thought about it numerous times before. Kissing her, exploring certain parts of her body. But he had never dared to actually have an attempt. This time was different. She was tired, too. She wouldn’t be able to fight him, and maybe she would even forget about it, remember it as a dream the next day.
Yejun leaned in, lips only inches apart. And without further warning, he let them melt together into a tender kiss, which soon grew deeper, more passionate. He was determined to have a taste of her, even if it was just for a brief while. One hand still on her cheek, the other keeping him securely propped up so his weight wouldn’t completely lay on her petite form. And while Dohee didn’t seem to reject him, he went further, tongue slipping between parted lips, meeting her own. It was somewhat clumsy, the way their tongues danced around each other, but it felt good, oh so good. After a while, he pulled away to catch his breath, a little surprised about his own braveness, at the same time concerned as to what she would do now. Did he fuck up?
source --- ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀsstatus --- ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ█ ▌ Rᴜғғʟɪɴɢ his hair in frustration, Hanbyul took a deep breath and looked back at the screen in front of them both. ❝I'm not yelling.. now let's try this again.❞ He picked up the playstation controller in front of him and started controlling the character on screen. ❝Now when I tell you to jump, press x button and jump forward over the gap!❞
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