y'know i think all i want from life is just well-written sekai fics and yes i've found plenty but this one has possibly touched me the most, because, oh my god, you wrote jongin so well and-- how the fuck do i put this into words this is so difficult ; ____ ; ok lemme quote you.
Kai trembles beneath Jongin’s skin as Jongin returns Sehun’s stare. And yes, in this, Jongin and Kai are alike.
and then
This time, it’s Sehun who closes the distance, and Jongin’s heart breaks and puts itself back together, and Jongin wishes, achingly, that it were him stealing Sehun’s uneven breaths.
the struggle between jongin and kai is so real and i felt like i was suffering along with jongin every time kai took over. i suppose it's that whole thing about fighting against the devil inside you, except jongin's devil has saved him on many an occasion, but only so he can steal the glory of the things that jongin loves as payment. i don't know i don't know i feel really dumb right now i can't put my feelings into words tbh...
i was just reading all the ballet terms and sort of laughing inside because i know some french and the titles for the terms are just like direct translations, if that makes sense, aha. but ok moving past that
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.
yes i just quoted a giant chunk but how do you do this
Sehun is Jongin’s spot. Sehun is what keeps Jongin from losing his orientation.
how do you use words so nicely
Hands dip lower, circling his belly button. Jongin feels like with each touch, he’s reclaiming himself; telling his skin and muscle and bone you’re mine, and it’s… It strange, that he has to, but Jongin feels like this body has two tenants and Jongin can finally, honestly tell himself that he only wants there to be one.
how
i don't know, somehow thinking about the idea of two people fighting for dominance in one mind, it's a scary concept for me. i'm still sort of fighting against letting that sink in fully, but i can't explain how relieved i felt when at the end finally jongin wins out, merges kai as a side of himself, instead of taking over and stealing away everything.
this has got to be the single longest comment i've ever left on a fic, i hope you know how much i loved this ;___;
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Date: 2012-08-18 01:53 pm (UTC)Kai trembles beneath Jongin’s skin as Jongin returns Sehun’s stare. And yes, in this, Jongin and Kai are alike.
and then
This time, it’s Sehun who closes the distance, and Jongin’s heart breaks and puts itself back together, and Jongin wishes, achingly, that it were him stealing Sehun’s uneven breaths.
the struggle between jongin and kai is so real and i felt like i was suffering along with jongin every time kai took over. i suppose it's that whole thing about fighting against the devil inside you, except jongin's devil has saved him on many an occasion, but only so he can steal the glory of the things that jongin loves as payment. i don't know i don't know i feel really dumb right now i can't put my feelings into words tbh...
i was just reading all the ballet terms and sort of laughing inside because i know some french and the titles for the terms are just like direct translations, if that makes sense, aha. but ok moving past that
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.
yes i just quoted a giant chunk but how do you do this
Sehun is Jongin’s spot. Sehun is what keeps Jongin from losing his orientation.
how do you use words so nicely
Hands dip lower, circling his belly button. Jongin feels like with each touch, he’s reclaiming himself; telling his skin and muscle and bone you’re mine, and it’s… It strange, that he has to, but Jongin feels like this body has two tenants and Jongin can finally, honestly tell himself that he only wants there to be one.
how
i don't know, somehow thinking about the idea of two people fighting for dominance in one mind, it's a scary concept for me. i'm still sort of fighting against letting that sink in fully, but i can't explain how relieved i felt when at the end finally jongin wins out, merges kai as a side of himself, instead of taking over and stealing away everything.
this has got to be the single longest comment i've ever left on a fic, i hope you know how much i loved this ;___;