Dororo
Title: DororoPairing: light KyungsooxOwl
Rating: G
Word Count: 659
Summary: Kyungsoo waits for his visitor tonight.
i didn't write this at 2:30 am no what do you mean
Kyungsoo walked closer, curling his fingers around the windowsill.
Every night, Kyungsoo would wait until the rest of the dorm was asleep. Every night, he’d lay in bed, listening for his roommate’s deep breathing.
When he felt safe enough, he’d pull back the covers, pull on his fluffy blue slippers, (to ease the creaking of the floorboards) and tiptoe his was to the door.
Maneuvering through the dorms was getting easier every night, even through the murky darkness. Kyungsoo rubbed his eyes with a closed fist as he passed Jongin who, by the light smile plastered on his face and the small trail of drool coming from his mouth, was off in his own world.
Closing the door behind himself, he took a small breath of relief, straightening his shoulders as he walked into the living room. Shuffling lightly pass the coffee table and sofa, he sat down on the window’s ledge, staring outside at the tired world.
It was cold that night, frost on the window making Kyungsoo pull his sweatshirt sleeves down around his hands. It wasn’t snowing, but it looked like it wanted to; the dark clouds looming overhead. Despite the weather, Kyungsoo opened the window, settling into his seat.
There was a tree right by the window, its branches going every which way. Not too far from the window was a sturdy-looking branch that, if desired, could be touched and shaken.
Kyungsoo waited by the window, shivering when a breeze blew past his face. He glanced around the room for the clock and assured himself that, yes, this was about the correct time.
He waited.
He shivered again.
Around the time of the 6th shiver, he wondered if what he was doing was a lost cause. A particularly loud snore from what could only be Chanyeol in the other room felt like a sign to him to retreat back to his room and go back to bed.
When he decided that catching a cold over something that might not happen ever again in his life was a foolish decision, he sighed heavily to himself. Standing up, he stretched his hands over his head.
At the same time, he hears fluttering come from behind him and froze. The creaking of a branch could be heard and Kyungsoo slowly dropped his hands.
The soft cooing of a bird could be heard.
When Kyungsoo turned around, his tired eyes focused on a pure white owl.
The owl had its head tilted as if asking Kyungsoo, “Where were you going?” as it situated itself where it was perched atop the tree branch.
Kyungsoo walked closer, curling his fingers around the windowsill.
“H-Hello…” he greeted.
The owl’s eyes grew larger before it let out a small coo. Kyungsoo smiled.
“Are you… the same owl who comes every night?”
The owl hopped forward.
“You’re very pretty.” his breath turned white with every syllable.
The owl took another hop forward, chirping lowly. Kyungsoo slowly reached out his hand, pointer finger curled.
“May… I pet you?” he whispered. The owl turned its head sideways.
In hindsight, Kyungsoo should have thought this out better. The bird could have bitten him, given him an incurable disease and he’d die right there and nobody would find him until morning.
So it was a surprise when the owl flapped its wings, hopping even closer to Kyungsoo. It bowed its head slightly.
Cautiously, Kyungsoo rubbed his forefinger softly on the bird’s head. It’s feathers were soft to the touch, shining in the moonlight a pearly white. Pulling his hand back, he grinned as the owl hopped backwards.
“Thank you.”
The owl cooed in response, flittering its wings.
wow okay what is this why did I write this okay wow Charlean really
Actually I wrote this for @exhoe on twitter bc they made me a Kyungsoo background for my phone hurr durr
so
yeah
i apologize for this i havent written anything since about 4 years ago so pls ignore the crappiness of this
okay
yeah
<3
(aaaaaaaaaaaaand i rly dont know how to use lj so if this looks fucked you know why uwu)
((pls comment & stuff pls ;^;))