"so you can just.. make the wings appear and disappear?" you asked, gently prodding at the wings with a sense of delicateness that made kim dokja feel special. "yeah. it's like a on and off." he shrugged, letting you play with the wings.

it felt nice. they way you were so careful. how you gently ran your fingers through his wings, as if preening a bird's wings. "y'know. you're being oddly careful. are you planning something?" he asked with a light tone of voice. "ah.. no. they're just.. really, really soft. do you take care of the wings often?"

kim dokja felt slightly surprised at hearing your praise, his cheeks tinting a slight pink. he wasn't really used to being complimented, whether it be his wings or what-not. "truthfully? no. i rarely take these stupid things out, actually."