rough touch
X - my muse pins yours to the ground
some days are nothing more than reminders that he has no real control over his fate and those days do nothing but kill him - he’s wound up and lethargic, looks into pretty faces and sees death, death, death. it’s a thing that can’t be changed but we try anyway - what else is there to do?
today is special because the mood does not limit itself to jongin; it spreads. he inadvertently makes someone angry and now he’s kind of getting beaten up. “kind of” not because he isn’t already beaten but because he has a feeling it can get worse and probably will.
it is only when nervous sweat begins to mix with blood that he’s had enough, remembers that he’s blessed, superior by birth and nature. he looks the intimidating girl in the eyes and stands up, with great effort.
it takes even more out of him to bring her down into the same position he was in. she fights back with vehemence. he doesn’t know how long he can stay like this, but it’ll be worth it. god will be heard even if no one wants to listen.










