" he'll do the right thing, i know he will. " no name needed, jinu’s always the unspoken center of conversations like this. the honmoon is gentle around them, light pulsing low in the soil, as if the world itself is holding its breath. " he’ll choose her, " haneul murmurs, " not because it’s easy, " he adds, eyes unfocused, lashes catching the shimmer of something akin to tears. " because it’s her. " he lets the words settle. " you see it too, don’t you ? " a whisper, nearly lost to the quiet. " that he’s trying. even now. he wants to be good. " his fingers drift over the grass & find theirs, brushing in that light, absent way haneul touches things — like he doesn’t quite know what he’s allowed to keep. / @jaelhae.