"At any rate, that is happiness; to be dissolved into something complete and great."
It’s no surprise to Jongin that almost all his time is spent in his own mind. Over-thinking. Under-thinking. Not thinking at all. It’s become somewhat of a bad habit. His eyes lift to the other’s and nods. It’s a pleasant thought. And it’s a uncommon thought for Jongin. The humming pleasantness of just pure happiness. He has rarely thought about just happiness lately that it’s a refreshing reminder that through any fit of anxiety he may have that ultimately he’s responsible for his own happiness. He gives the other male a sheepish but inviting smile. “At one point, I thought maybe I could not properly take in happiness. But it’s always good to know maybe that part of me is just stuck in my head and I’m okay and I am on my way to happiness again.” He says. “I guess I just needed to hear those words. Thank you.” He says though his smile is small, timid, much more reserved it’s sincere and that’s all he can hope the other will see. “My name is Jongin by the way.” Now just to wait for the greatness to come.
