a/n: it seems that with trying a different writing style and story type i've come to pen quite a few things on the "homin do not"'s list. changmin holding his tongue and being so easily persuaded, for examples. it's painfully out of character. remind to me to never do it again after this story is over. chapter warning: highly light and casual mentions of blood from here on out. nothing gory.
(changmin laughs outright, not resisting the wide smile that forms across his face, and it doesn’t feel any kind of strange to be sharing a slice of chocolate cake with jung yunho, former wolf out for his head and now his liege. the dessert is finished between them almost too soon, and changmin leans back into his seat, hoping that the grin lingering around his mouth does the feeling of content curdling up in his throat some semblance of justice.)