[he tries not to recall the gash that opened up across his knee when he fell from his bike. blood is red but red is not blood.. there'd been pain right before that. there's no pain when these red marks appear on dae's body - there's the oppsosite
daeshim scoots closer, draws the human closer, and leans in to kiss him on the lips without a second thought given to the color smeared across them..]
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daeshim scoots closer, draws the human closer, and leans in to kiss him on the lips without a second thought given to the color smeared across them..]