Mar 17, 2018
Just a giant castle siege involving every lotr model I own. It worked out to an 8 hour battle. But it was some real good fun.
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Just a giant castle siege involving every lotr model I own. It worked out to an 8 hour battle. But it was some real good fun.
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A sigh of worry escaped Yoseob’s lips at the sight of his most trusted friend laying in bed motionless. He knew there was nothing to do as Gikwang’s body was fighting away his fever but it still pained him to watch. His teeth sank down his bottom lip and the vocalist took a seat beside his friend, changing the wet cloth with a fresh one in order to relieve him even a little bit. “Yah—get well soon, assbutt. What do I do without my twin?” He grumbled under his breath stubbornly while his finger reached out to poke the male’s cheek gently.
Body ablaze and coated in perspiration, mind cloudy, eyes too watery to focus his vision properly. How ridiculous, yet mortifying it was to find himself so vulnerable, knowing that he could only rely on his own body to fight his way through this hopeless state. Gikwang wasn’t immune to the fever taking its toll on him, especially considering how hectic his daily life had been for the past few years, and it certainly did not contribute to maintain his health. Though he wouldn’t admit it out loud, he was deeply touched by Yoseob’s attempts to nurse him. “Don’t yah me. What are you even doing here? What if... you get sick as well? We can’t afford that...” He croaked out, his breathing coming in short pants. There was no strength left within him to swat the other’s hand away, however he did try his best to look fierce, with a miserable effect, as he spoke, “Go before I kick you out myself.”
sometimes i lurk behind the merch tables and hide from the boys.
but instead, i'm going to post a super throwback. oh my, good lord.