#inhoxjunho

[eldershoutingstar]

What happens in the aftermath of making love to your brother.

Spoilers for Bestiary, my Hwangcest fic

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34945090/chapters/87023716

In-Ho was swimming in an ocean of confusion. The feelings were jostling inside his chest. He wanted to give Jun-Ho a hug. He wanted to scold him. He wanted to hit his own head against a wall. He wanted to throw up.

"Why are we like that?"

He finally said.

"What happened to us?"

Jun-Ho grabbed his shoulder and squeezed it.

"Nothing happened. It's been like that for a while."

The feelings had been there for so long now.

"I've always loved you."

Said In-Ho in a painful breath.

He readjusted himself to maintain a proper appearance and added,

"I need to be alone. Don't follow me."

In-Ho closed the bedroom door with shaky hands and breathed quickly though his nostrils. He had to calm down. He banged his head against a wall, not too loudly, he didn't want Jun-Ho to worry. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on what he still had to do.

"Fuck," he gritted his teeth. He was falling, lower and lower, to the seabed where the ashes of the dead players rested. A languor washed over him. His body was feeling satisfied from the bottom of the abyss where his heart laid.

He slapped himself. He had to cool down, stop thinking. He still had things to do. His feelings, his shame, it would have to remain lock up inside his chest for the time being.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34945090/chapters/87023716