Considering the fact Jonghun’s mutism was the defining characteristic that drew Hongki to him upon first meeting, it remained something that interested him. So, he felt a sense of pride when they’re started to gradually grow closer and the boy actually succeeded in speaking to him more, though he never understood how or why he made Jonghun so comfortable. That first day that they interacted, it was very clear that he didn’t like Hongki one bit, but somehow they overcame that initial loathing and avoidance. Smiling faintly as he was replied to verbally, Hongki lowered his gaze to the book he had set aside, fingertips moving along the spine slowly as he regarded the piece of literature with a sense of affection. But, surprisingly, he removed his hand and instead turned to Jonghun with the same gesture a moment later, hesitantly reaching out his opposite arm and lightly brushing his fingers against the boy’s hair, noticing that the other had moved closer as if subtly seeking contact. It was still very new for Hongki, but he was trying his best to get more used to touching and being touched. “I’m the same that I always am,” he replied simply when asked, because his usual mental and emotional state was difficult to put into words, but it hadn’t changed in some time at least. He was just relieved Jonghun had settled down from his anxiety attack.
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