|Procrastination at its finest ~|
SWHN, everyday thingsThe digital clock on his bedside table read 3:45am. It was the times like these that Zeke wished that he didn't have so many sleepless nights. While he lay awake with his handheld game system turned down to the lowest possible volume, he envied Wei Ren's ability to fall asleep so easily. He'd never hold that against him, of course, but he wished that it was so often that easy for him. Instead, he lay awake, trying to let sleep find him twisting the ring around the third finger of his right hand. He slipped it off, to toy with it, to turn it between his fingers. He'd become accustomed to wearing it, to the point where its absence felt unnatural. So he slipped it back on, staring at it thoughtfully with a certain fondness. His gaze shifted to the bottom of the bunk above him.SWHN, everyday things by McAlli
Zeke had the sudden desire to climb up there, to lay down next to the Chinese boy.
When they were alone, Wei Ren liked to hold his hand liked to feel the ring on his finger liked to toy with i