･ﾟ✧ cupid’s got me in a chokehold *･ﾟ
« i⃝ tried to run but i was too slow » @rmwooseok
once you’ve become attached at the hip to someone you’ll always feel the lack of body warmth when they aren’t around - that’s how it feels for somin, at least. when he thinks of jinseok and wonders how much he must be missed the biting rationality in him reminds him that he probably has another group of friends and barely notices somin is missing. the hopeful dreamer in him keeps insisting that things are much more meaningful and deep than they seem, that jinseok probably thinks of him a lot, waits for his messages the same way somin does, and smiles while looking at the pictures they took together. somin is well aware that dreams are dreams, not reality, but with the amount of time he spends napping it becomes hard to separate the two. and jinseok makes him hopeful; he sends him messages, small reminders of his existence, doesn’t drop the conversation even when it becomes apparently that somin’s mood is sour and that there’s way better company and ultimately somin is left reading and re-reading the same line of a text message over and over again, the words simple but meaning the world to him- somin-ah, let’s meet up! it’s the weekend and he smells like he rubbed himself all over with bouquets of lavender while awkwardly hovering at the door of the jung house and while it shouldn’t be that awkward after he spent most of his childhood there, the prospect of seeing jinseok again made him nervous. somin lets himself in with a casualty that speaks volumes of his comfort around a family that wasn’t his, but the excited smile on his face doesn’t last. the house is quiet, sans for the soft murmur of the living room and when somin approaches said living space and only spots wooseok sitting there it quickly becomes obvious that things wouldn’t go as expected. he’s disappointed, but light steps carry him further into the room, anyway, the soft patter only stopping once he lets himself fall into the soft couch next to wooseok. « wooseok-ah, where’s your brother? »