Chinae + 1 ( bc LMAO )
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1.Β Love
dowon once asked jiho when he fell in love. the question had been a mere curiosity born from a conversation where maybe, just maybe, heβd rambled on about chinae. as simple as the inquiry had been, however, it had certainly struck a chord within him, one that had him thinking on it long after he and his friend had parted ways. in all truth, the android canβt recall the precise moment it happened. he has spents night upon nights pondering on it, retracing his steps through his memories again and again.
heβs heard of talk of love at first sight or of one particular moment changing the way one thinks of another person. but jiho doesnβt think it was either of these. rather, his love reminds him of how flowers grow. the seed is planted but the process of growing is gradual, the different stages that are evident of the progress seemingly sneaking up on a person if theyβre not keep a steady eye on it, and soon enough, one is privy to the most beautiful blooming. as a unit, the two of them are like flowering ivies, vines linking their separate flowers, the connection natural, inevitable.
for him, the seed in question is, without a doubt in his mind, the moment he first saw chinaeβs smile. the pretty dimples, how his eyes closed and crinkled slightly, everything about his countenance happy and not sad like heβd been when heβd first seen him. that one instant quickly instilled a drive in jiho to see more of chinaeβs smile and so heβd done exactly that, nurturing a friendship and then something deeper, something unexplainable but warm and good and amazing.
jiho doesnβt think heβs ever *fallen when it comes to love. falling implies tumbling through the air, scared but thrilled at the same time at the prospect of never knowing where youβre going to stop. noβ¦ jiho has never been scared like that when it comes to loving chinae. loving chinae feels like walking through a maze of gardens on a sunny, spring day. everything is colorful and warm, butterflies and bees fluttering from flower to flower, the blooms beautiful and standing as a symbol of growth and care. he doesnβt know where theyβre going, but heβs eager for the journey, moreso with chinaeβs fingers entwined with his own.
@chinchinae








