ㅤㅤㅤthere's something about jonathan that makes sikyung's heart soar. obviously there's an easy explanation to why he feels this way— johnny reminds him of his younger brother in so many ways. the moment sikyung had seen the other on campus, he had to do a double take. the dark hair, the posture, even the clothes he wore reminded sikyung of the person he'd spent most of his teenage life protecting and for a moment he loses his footing, almost tripping over some fucking dip in the ground before he catches himself.
ㅤㅤㅤit's jarring, that's a simple word to describe his feelings in that moment. so much so that he finds himself standing up for johnny when a pair of upperclassmen won't leave him alone. maybe setting their shoes on fire wasn't the best way to go about it, but sikyung being sikyung, there's always a little nagging voice in his head that says hurt.
ㅤㅤㅤyet, when he approaches the young boy, someone back then he would have no idea would end up meaning so much to him, there's an alarming mantra playing over and over again in his head, kind of like a light up sign at a store late at night. protect him.
ㅤㅤㅤsikyung had spent so many years trying to dismantle the idea that he could feel anything akin to love. he always thought that what last bit of love and hope he had inside of him died along with his brother. but somehow, as he lays his head in the younger man's lap, peering up at him while johnny tinkers with his phone, trying to pick the best song for them to listen to, sikyung feels his heart pump rapidly in his chest. "johnny," he whispers, not wishing to break the gentle moment, "i don't think you're going to like any of the songs you pick at this rate."
the sight of you makes my heart weak. — closed for @jonathanxmk.