🌸 咲希 🌸's Literatures
{Commission for Lalafell}
The curse touching his skin burned like fire. His hand, touching metal stung like ice. And though he could not feel the metal, Hakka was able to focus on what it was touching–
And he found the end of his spear pressing against Saki’s throat.
{Commission for Lalafell <3}
“Just trying to make you laugh,” Hakka insisted, hands going up in defense. He took a breath before he added, “I just don’t want you to be… well… ”
“Well, what?” Finally, Saki grasped onto the last little vial, laid it on the ground, and turned around to start the–
“Disappointed.”