wraithvault

Rating: G
Categories: M/M
Fandom: 백작가의 망나니가 되었다 - 유려한 | Trash of the Count's Family - Yulyeohan
Characters: Choi Han, Cale Henituse | Kim Rok Soo
Additional Tags: Ficlet
Status: Complete
Wordcount: 393
Published on AO3: 2021-04-12

Notes: A really old Choi Han-centric drabble of mine from tumblr.

Disclaimer: I do not own 백작가의 망나니가 되었다 or any associated trademarks.

Choi Han blinked himself to wakefulness and rolled out of bed. He stretched properly, yawning slightly through them, and moved over to his closet. Dressing was easy, the movements flowing through him like water. He walked over to the window, pulling the drapes apart to let the sunlight in.

For a minute, he stood still. He took a breath, a breath, one more breath. The sensation of sunshine on his skin was like the first bite of his mother’s favorite tea. He blinked as the sunlight shone into his eyes.

He walked, stepping over the stone floors, on his way to the office. Out the windows that he passed, he could see the wolf children training. A warm feeling spread through his stomach, as if the sun itself had deigned to give him light. It pooled in the bottom of his belly, speeding up his steps as he hurried.

Around corners and through long hallways, and he arrived at a wooden door.

Choi Han breathed deeply, pulling in air through his nose, and wondered if his emotions were visible on his face. He didn’t think they were, but such things didn’t matter anyway. It wasn’t necessary.

Opening the door, pushing it open almost all the way, he sneaked in through the doorway before he could be sent away again.

The brilliant sunshine shone in through the open windows along the far wall, glowing with yellow and orange and red as it descended upon the body of Cale Henituse, sitting behind a big desk. Choi Han’s steps faltered slightly as he took in the sight of the light falling on Cale’s hair, turning it a fiery shade of red, akin to an open flame.

In the morning light, with so few candles lit, Cale’s hair shone like a miniature sun. Like he was glowing from the inside out, the light halo’d around him, surrounding him as he read reports.

“Choi Han?” Cale looked up, a frowning twisting his elegant features, “What are you doing here? Is something wrong?”

Choi Han just shook his head, walking over to the wall and standing still. His eyes sneaked peeks at Cale as the man kept working, Raon sitting next to him and a cat on his lap.

Even as the sun rose high into the sky and no longer reached through the windows, Cale never stopped glowing.