Apotheosis.

/takes out something from his pocket and reveals a pokeball; Babe, we've been through a lot and I know this is crazy but marry me, maybe?

Just shut up, okay? I get it. You don’t want to commit yourself to me, I get the fucking point so shut up! /shouts in frustration, turning himself once again and start to push his heels to walk; What if we love each other more, over and over again? what if it’s the only thing that can assure me that you won’t leave me, that you won’t get tired? /slowly shaking his head as he was somewhat distant from where you are, his faint voice echoing around the isolated place they are in; I guess you never really wanted to be with me until forever ends, hmm, Jongin?

Stop putting words in my mouth! /scrambles up to his feet, his chest heaving as he spoke; What if it doesn't? What if we get married, and you'll see how life really is with me, huh? What if you get tired of me--what if you get bored? What am I supposed to do then? Am I supposed to just walk away? I can't, hyung. /runs after you, his eyes frantically searching for you as desperation seeped into his voice; I can't walk away from you now, but how do I know you won't walk away from me later? Come back! I don't understand why there has to be a label! Why can't we just be?

/takes out something from his pocket and reveals a pokeball; Babe, we've been through a lot and I know this is crazy but marry me, maybe?

/turns himself to face you with a weary stare; Why can’t we label ourselves, then, hmm? Was it because you might get tired of what we have and that you want to assure yourself that we’re nothing, that we’re just boyfriends, that we won’t take this shit seriously? Or was it because you can’t find me being a better husband, or was it because—or was it—/stumbles against his words as his tears kept falling from his eyes; Why are you doing this to me, Jongin?

No... no. /shakes his head, looking up at you with wide eyes; It's none of that. I'm just... I'm just... I'm scared things will change between us. What if we get sucked into the monotony of marriage? What if we stop fighting because we know we'll never leave each other--what if things become too easy, too simple, too perfect? You're bound to get bored of me, I just know it. Marriage isn't easy. It could suffocate us. We're hanging on a thread here, hyung!

/takes out something from his pocket and reveals a pokeball; Babe, we've been through a lot and I know this is crazy but marry me, maybe?

They were, I know they were! /pushes himself away from you, shaking his head furiously while his tears were streaming from his eyes; You don’t mean everything, every word you said. Everything were lies! Lies! ‘Cause if you do, you wouldn’t think twice about being mine all over again. I need to clear my mind out of things, you need space, I get it. You can’t have space with me around.

I am yours. I always will be yours. /falls helplessly to the floor, rubbing his face; What does it matter if there's a ring or not or a wedding or vows?! Why does it matter at all? Why does love have to be determined by labels--why can't we stay as we are?

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#il mio amore #exo

#il mio amore #exo

/takes out something from his pocket and reveals a pokeball; Babe, we've been through a lot and I know this is crazy but marry me, maybe?

/was slowly getting his knees weak from the words you threw; So, all these time—all the stories you’ve been telling me, all those wonderful promises you swore, all those little things you’ll do to me when we get married are all lies, hmm, Jongin? /tilts his head up as he let go of a bitter laughter; Well then, fine. I’m just worried sick, okay? You’ve been bruised, you’re hurting a lot and I know, even if you don’t tell me, I know you’re slowly getting unhealthy because of it, you don’t sleep right, you don’t eat right but fine, alright, space is what you want? Okay, space is what you’ll get. You won’t see me nagging you anymore, maybe you won’t probably see me for the rest of the week, or even the whole month. Or whatever—be happy with what you want.

No! /shakes his head furiously, dropping the ring as he scrambled to catch you in his arms before you fell to the floor; None of those were lies. They weren't! I put my heart into everything I said--everything I did for you. /his brow furrows in fear at your word, his mouth gaping open; No... no. Don't do that. /shakes his head some more, clutching onto you; You promised not to leave. You fucking promised!

/takes out something from his pocket and reveals a pokeball; Babe, we've been through a lot and I know this is crazy but marry me, maybe?

/slides himself away from your hold and shakes his head; Don’t. I’m hurt now, can’t you see? I think of the things you promised me when we’re together and I’m sure you don’t mean a fucking thing. /swats your hand away and shakes his head once again; Stop it. Stop telling me that you love me. Maybe this is why you’ve become distant, huh? ‘cause you got tired of what we have, hmm? /rubs his cheeks which was drenched of his tears; Marriage, it’s a thing that can we can hold on to. A thing that would remind ourselves that we have each other whatever happens our way, but—/chuckles bitterly by his thoughts; I guess that won’t happen now, would it?

/bites down on his lower lip as he quickly grabbed your hand before you could pull away completely; I did! I meant it all... just... just not marriage. /shakes his head, his own tears welling up in his eyes; No, I've just been busy! I've had practice every day and you don't even notice my injuries. When I come home, all I want to do is curl up into bed next to you but lately, we've done nothing but fight. In the past two weeks, we've made love once. You nag me constantly when I just want your touch so I'm sorry if I thought we just needed a little bit of space. /wipes at his own eyes with his free hand, his voice softening; I feel suffocated in marriages...