wufan’s grip tightens on chanyeol’s waist and chanyeol feels as if wufan is breathing the oxygen straight out of his lungs. this isn’t the calm before the storm, nowhere close. because they both know that this is the deep and dying breath of their love that they’ve been working on. “we’re going down,” wufan whispers into chanyeol’s ear. “you can see it too. and you know that we’re doomed.” but they’re unable to let go, too settled into each other. so they keep on slow dancing in a burning room.
(Source: nights, via kris-wu)