in the stars.
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dating was the last thing that jacob wanted to do while he was at mokseong. all it would take was one person getting close enough to him that they realised what he was and he’d already had that happened. his profile on no. 9 was there for when he was lonely enough to forget or drunk enough to believe he could fool everyone, or when he was just looking for one night. he couldn’t remember what one was the reason he’d found himself in contact with sage, but it’d only taken him one date to decide to tell sage that he didn’t date.
that was months ago now, and sage had taken to ignoring jacob’s disinterest, continuing to drag him on dates and force him through the casual interactions that jacob kept convincing himself that he hated. the hot cocoa in his hands warming his body as he sat with the other, trying his best not to look at sage (to avoid encouraging the belief that he liked him) and idly listening to the conversation he waited for his chance to escape. he didn’t know why his mind focused on sage’s last words, there was a strange air in them and jacob found his trained smile faltering as he looked at the boy next to him in confusion. “what?”
sage’s voice coming to him with focus and jacob’s expression turned incredulous, brows knitted and his brown eyes darting around, searching for sign that sage was joking. there was none. “what do you mean we’re not aligned in the stars?” he questioned, unable to hide the annoyance in his voice. he’d not suffered through these dates for the stars to decide anything about him. “that makes no sense. you can’t... break up with me because the stars tell you we’re not.. aligned.” the last word filled with distaste.
