you can't have peace without a war
exo; wu fan/yixing/luhan; nc-17; 10 700
yixing feels as though he’s being split into two, blunt blade digging between his shoulder blades, attempting to cut straight through his spine. one lung for each of them, an arm and a leg, but he wonders who’ll end up with his heart. canon.
written
here, originally for
runandgun.
(
You were being awfully clingy today, Wu Fan whispers )