and everything... everything after that. oh my god. wait this Fact: Most of the time, Jongin is pretty sure the one Sehun likes better is him, although, in the end, it’s hard to say. and the PAUSE and then it goes TO ALLEGRO THAT IS THE TITLE AFTER ALL
Kai lives for that moment, maybe. Jongin could live for that moment, too.
you can do anything, jongin. you CAN.
AND THEN YES. YES HE WINS. HE WINS WINS HE WINS RIGHT??? AM I RIGHT
It’s like spotting, Jongin thinks; when you pick a spot and just keep looking at it as you spin, until you can’t crane your neck any farther, and then quickly turn your head so that you’re looking at it again. It’s how you keep from getting dizzy, Jongin knows, when you just keep doing turn after turn after turn.
Sehun is Jongin’s spot. Sehun is what keeps Jongin from losing his orientation.
SOBBING. JUST SO MUCH. YOU WENT BACK TO SPOTTING AND SJLDKJFLKJ
“When you’re just you,” Sehun says. He mumbles, because he’s falling asleep, but Jongin hears him perfectly clear. His hands still, and Jongin bites down on his lip.
all my tears all of them in this huge gigantic box and spilling and just ajsldkfjalkwjelkfjalsdf maia. SEHUN IS MEDORA I CANNOT CONTROL MY GLEE OR MY LOVE and i want to keep this fic in a treasure chest and feed it chocolate but you don't like chocolate so maybe all those weird asian snacks or something or maybe just savor it forever. and yeah. what?
“Because you’re the only one who doesn’t seem to know who you are,”
EVEN CLOSER, UMMA.
Kim Jongin is crazy.
ouch. major ouch.
he finds himself sinking back into his own skin alone, breathing with his own lungs, alone, and feeling each and every nerve of his body like he’s standing on a dark stage in first position with leg tendu waiting for the music to start.
His arms are shaking, or maybe his whole body is shaking, but for the first time in a long time, Jongin feels completely and totally here.
Kai is there, lurking in the depths of his eyes, but he’s a part of Jongin.
holy shit
just holy shit
i love this.
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
just going to keep quoting at you now. (like i haven't been doing that all along...)
He can feel him, but now Jongin knows him. Now Jongin owns him, and instead of two people, Jongin thinks they can be one.
Sehun smiles slow like a cat, eyes narrowing to speculative slits as his eyes do a thorough perusal of Jongin’s face. “Good,
Sehun catches Jongin’s eyes, and Jongin knows, for sure, that Sehun’ll see nothing there but Jongin, as long as he continues looking.
“Sehun gave her glare like he was going to eat her as punishment later. You’ve got a jealous friend.”
(screaming i love)
“It’s all about balance. You don’t have to be one extreme or the other. Somewhere in between is enough.”
“Yeah, I think I’m getting that, now,” Jongin says, and he offers his longtime friend a big, earnest grin.
T_____T
T________________T
T_______________________T
i'm so sad it's over but i'm also so glad it is because it's a happy world now and sigh, sigh i think you just made me like him like ten thousand times more than i originally did and now i don't know what to even call him anymore because i will always think of you and this, but that's... not a bad thing at all. it lingers long after and it's masterful. and i could burst from it. and i am just. yeah. yeah, outing myself because you said it was mad weird and i LOVE mad weird and god
THANK YOU FOR WRITING. AND SHARING. i am sorry... about this. all of this. gesturing upwards towards the mess i've made on your entries and inbox and yeah ilu
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Kai lives for that moment, maybe. Jongin could live for that moment, too.
you can do anything, jongin. you CAN.
AND THEN YES. YES HE WINS. HE WINS WINS HE WINS RIGHT??? AM I RIGHT
It’s like spotting, Jongin thinks; when you pick a spot and just keep looking at it as you spin, until you can’t crane your neck any farther, and then quickly turn your head so that you’re looking at it again. It’s how you keep from getting dizzy, Jongin knows, when you just keep doing turn after turn after turn.
Sehun is Jongin’s spot. Sehun is what keeps Jongin from losing his orientation.
SOBBING. JUST SO MUCH. YOU WENT BACK TO SPOTTING AND SJLDKJFLKJ
“When you’re just you,” Sehun says. He mumbles, because he’s falling asleep, but Jongin hears him perfectly clear. His hands still, and Jongin bites down on his lip.
all my tears all of them in this huge gigantic box and spilling and just ajsldkfjalkwjelkfjalsdf maia. SEHUN IS MEDORA I CANNOT CONTROL MY GLEE OR MY LOVE and i want to keep this fic in a treasure chest and feed it chocolate but you don't like chocolate so maybe all those weird asian snacks or something or maybe just savor it forever. and yeah. what?
“Because you’re the only one who doesn’t seem to know who you are,”
EVEN CLOSER, UMMA.
Kim Jongin is crazy.
ouch. major ouch.
he finds himself sinking back into his own skin alone, breathing with his own lungs, alone, and feeling each and every nerve of his body like he’s standing on a dark stage in first position with leg tendu waiting for the music to start.
His arms are shaking, or maybe his whole body is shaking, but for the first time in a long time, Jongin feels completely and totally here.
Kai is there, lurking in the depths of his eyes, but he’s a part of Jongin.
holy shit
just holy shit
i love this.
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
just going to keep quoting at you now. (like i haven't been doing that all along...)
He can feel him, but now Jongin knows him. Now Jongin owns him, and instead of two people, Jongin thinks they can be one.
Sehun smiles slow like a cat, eyes narrowing to speculative slits as his eyes do a thorough perusal of Jongin’s face. “Good,
Sehun catches Jongin’s eyes, and Jongin knows, for sure, that Sehun’ll see nothing there but Jongin, as long as he continues looking.
“Sehun gave her glare like he was going to eat her as punishment later. You’ve got a jealous friend.”
(screaming i love)
“It’s all about balance. You don’t have to be one extreme or the other. Somewhere in between is enough.”
“Yeah, I think I’m getting that, now,” Jongin says, and he offers his longtime friend a big, earnest grin.
T_____T
T________________T
T_______________________T
i'm so sad it's over but i'm also so glad it is because it's a happy world now and sigh, sigh i think you just made me like him like ten thousand times more than i originally did and now i don't know what to even call him anymore because i will always think of you and this, but that's... not a bad thing at all. it lingers long after and it's masterful. and i could burst from it. and i am just. yeah. yeah, outing myself because you said it was mad weird and i LOVE mad weird and god
THANK YOU FOR WRITING. AND SHARING. i am sorry... about this. all of this. gesturing upwards towards the mess i've made on your entries and inbox and yeah ilu
<3