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— Happy Birthday [ Jongin & Sehun ]

{ `he nods, acknowledging the fact that he’s indeed intended to “torture” Jongin throughout half of his birthday just to ensure that the surprise works, although it’s admittedly not the most benevolent action to pick } I’m sorry? Not really, actually, but yeah. { `his stolid features and tone imply that he’s indeed not really apologetic about his choice of action; he shrugs at Jongin’s reply regarding his age and lets Jongin go, giving him a peck on the cheek before getting off the bed and picking Peanut up; he plops back onto the side of the bed with Peanut on his lap, fingers raking across the short fur of the puppy’s as he glances at Jongin, nodding at the suggestion } Cake and ice cream it is. And lots of balloons. { `he chuckles } That sounds so… juvenile of you. But you’re the king of the day so go ahead. { `he gets to his feet and places Peanut back onto the floor, fixing his own ring which wraps his right ring finger as he heads out of the bedroom } Want confetti as well? { `he asks as he walks past the threshold, tossing Jongin an amused look when he turns around }

#arcxsehun #s: happy birthday

(/quirks a brow at Sehun’s ‘apology’ and scoffs, shaking his head as a pout forms on his lips, not sure whether to be amused or offended by the lack of empathy in Sehun’s words; crosses his arms across his chest and watches his boyfriend as he pulls away, sitting on the edge of the bed and drawing Peanut away so he can play with him; fails at hiding the small smile that pulls at his lips as he watches Peanut settle, quite contently, on Sehun’s lap and chuckles) such a caring father. (/he teases, shrugging when Sehun pokes fun of his demands and molding his features into serious indifference at the accusation of being juvenile) it’s my birthday, I want to be spoiled. Just like you’re spoiling our son. (/he kicks the covers off of himself and gets off of the bed, feet padding against the hardwood as he follows Sehun out of the room, stopping just a few inches away from him when Sehun pauses in the doorway; nods adamantly, completely serious and uncaring that his requests are childish as he speaks) of course, what’s a birthday without confetti? (/he pauses, expression thoughtful as he considers another demand as he walks by Sehun, shuffling out into the living room) and I want you to serenade me when I blow out the candles.

— Happy Birthday [ Jongin & Sehun ]

{ `the mirth which has bled across his facial features, palpable albeit everything remaining inert, is only heightened by the way Jongin chirrups out childishly; he cannot help but let a terse chuckle escape his lips when Jongin smacks him with the nearest pillow that he can grab, followed by his own hand travelling upward to ruffle Jongin’s dark strands and cooing } I can’t believe I did that on purpose either… but at least you were surprised and that’s all that matters. { `he shrugs, draping his arms back onto the shoulders and intertwining his own fingers behind Jongin’s head } How old are you, now? Twen…ty? We’re of the same age for a while now, so maybe you can stop calling me hyung. { `he teases again, relishing in how effortless it is sometimes for him to make Jongin sulk, or at least, feign sulking; he narrows the gap between them and wraps his arms around Jongin’s shoulders } So, what now? Do you want to celebrate it with cakes and candles? Balloons? We can grab some from the nearest store.

#arcxsehun #s: happy birthday

(/he narrows his eyes petulantly as amusement continues to unfurl across Sehun’s expression, becoming more obvious despite his features remaining unmoving and it only serves to make him more huffy; his pout remains in place when his pillow attack only draws a laugh out of Sehun and he feigns offense when the other ruffles his hair and coos at him, grumbling quietly under his breath at the coddling to cover up the mild embarrassment) It was still mean. I spent most of today disappointed and sad because of you. (/he whines, tone more teasing than actually upset; lets go of Sehun’s hair in favor of dropping his hands to his boyfriend’s hips, fingers curling against the fabric of his shirt when Sehun presses closer and puts his arms over his shoulders) you’re still older than me by nine months, so still the hyung. (/he teases back, humming thoughtfully as he considers ideas of what he wants to do now that Sehun’s home and acknowledging that it’s his birthday; nods lazily at Sehun’s suggestions) I want cake and ice cream, and lots of balloons.

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#visual #[totally going to give him a neck tattoo bc damn that's sexy]

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— Happy Birthday [ Jongin & Sehun ]

{ `at least with the ring apparently fits well in his boyfriend’s finger, his anxiety has receded and he slowly regains his composure as he presses his lips against Jongin briefly; Jongin’s answer to that—how he curls his fingers around the nape of Sehun’s neck and pulls Sehun for another and more passionate liplocking—is rather expected and he lets Jongin dominate the kiss this time, surrendering the control to the birthday boy; he gasps against the kiss, his own lips molding themselves conveniently against the contours of Jongin’s lips, parting his own lips to bite at Jongin’s lower lip and tugging at it curtly before retracting himself, kneeling on the side of the bed and resting his arms on Jongin’s shoulders in an indolent manner } You’re welcome. { `he tries curling a smile, which probably doesn’t convey as much as he’d like but it’s a smile regardless and he’s certain that Jongin will understand } Did it work? Did you think I forgot? { `mischief glimmers both in his tone and across his countenance, teasing }

#s: happy birthday #arcxsehun

(/lets out a pleased noise when Sehun kisses him back easily, lips fitting against his perfectly as he gives up the control and lets Jongin dominate; his hand slides up into his hair, fingers tangling in his blond locks and curling strands around his fingers as Sehun bites at his lower lip, drawing a quiet gasp out of him; watches Sehun’s lips twitch, forming a small smile when he pulls away and smiles back, knowing how much he’s actually trying to convey despite it not looking like much; quirks a brow when Sehun kneels on the bed and drapes his arms around his shoulders, his words reaching Jongin’s ears and he can’t help but pout, his expression a little exaggerated when he notices the amused mischief not so subtly spreading across his face and lacing his tone) you are so mean, I can’t believe you did that on purpose. (/he can’t keep the whine out of his tone as he grasps one of the pillows he’s leaning against and swats Sehun with it, a quiet huff escaping as he looks up at him, trying for annoyed and failing because he can’t really be mad when his boyfriend got him such a nice gift and went through the effort to surprise him with said gift) I thought you genuinely forgot…

Valuable Cheapness ❀ Han + Jongin

He silently picked up his chopsticks in his right hand, after their food was brought, and lifted the bamboo lid covering his plate of steamed buns with the other. Smoke wafted up instantly warming up his face and leaving mist over his skin. He set the lid aside and grabbed his napkin to wipe his face gently before poking at a bun with his chopsticks. He expertly cut a piece and dipped it in sauce before shoving it in his mouth just as Jongin was grimacing. He listened to the options Jongin suggested and he slowly returned his chopsticks to the table before shaking his head while looking apologetic. “I wouldn’t do well as a bartender or as a waiter. I am not good about dealing with strangers which is one of the reasons I make myself as invisible as possible at the brothel. I don’t want to be touched inappropriately and I don’t want to hear degrading things said about me. I could turn violent and then I would lose my job. It’s better if I don’t have to deal with a lot of people.”

He fell silent again and resumed his eating. It was only after a few minutes, with some side dish food stuck between his chopsticks that he said something to break the silence. “I’ll….I’ll look at the other options I have again. Maybe I’ll figure something that I haven’t before.” His voice was soft and hesitant as he wasn’t certain whether he was saying that to reassure Jongin or himself. “I’m sorry.” Sorry for asking Jongin about Scorpio, sorry for making the younger male worry about him, sorry that he had reached a point where joining Scorpio seemed to be the best solution to his problems.

#p: valuable cheapness #ctzxluhan

Jongin watched all of the kindness drain out of Luhan’s features and felt the guilt pooling in his stomach. He hadn’t meant any negative connotation to be associated with calling Luhan pretty, it had just been a casual slip of the tongue and a truthful statement. He had never seen the elder as fragile nor saw him solely as a pretty face despite his more delicate features. He was pretty for a male and that was that, but Jongin could tell by the way the older male was reacting to his words, it wasn’t a compliment he liked to hear and he wished he could just take it back. Jongin barely managed to cover the flinch at the cold tone of voice Luhan used when he finally spoke up, a frown marring Jongin’s features because he’d never used that tone with him before and he didn’t like it. He felt that he had wronged Luhan and that hadn’t been his intention. He tried to remain unaffected by Luhan’s words but it struck a chord in him, a painful one that he never liked to have plucked since it had a tendency to prompt the uncomfortable and disgusting memories he’d buried to resurface. He did flinch this time at the crude comments and he shrunk back, hands falling to his lap and wringing together anxiously. Every words rolling off Luhan’s tongue were words he’d heard before, were words that had been crooned into his ear or panted against his neck and it made him sick. He could feel the bile rising and the tears stinging, made worse by the heated passion the words were spoken with while directed at him. Jongin knew he’d just hit a nerve but he couldn’t help but take it personally; all he wanted to do was help, give Luhan realistic advice because while Luhan might trust them now, his experience proved that they weren’t trustworthy no matter the years of service.

He fidgeted in his seat, grimacing when his eyes caught sight of the food and he pushed it away, more in Luhan’s direction than his own. His appetite had diminished and he kept his eyes downward, gaze resting on the ice melting in his glass of water as he spoke. “I didn’t mean it like that…” he murmured, quiet and closed off. “You can’t put your faith in them hyung. You might trust her now, and who knows, maybe you’ll prove me wrong and she’ll continue to keep you safe, but my experience show they aren’t trustworthy people, no matter how long you’ve known them or been working for them. You make one mistake, slip up just once and you’ll pay the price. Hell, my mother and I paid the price and we didn’t do shit to deserve it.” He heaved out a sigh, teeth worrying his lip enough to make it swell. “They’re manipulative bastards with no heart and a mind for only one thing; money, and they’ll do whatever it takes to get it.”

“I don’t doubt that you can take care of yourself, but you asked for my advice and opinion and I’m telling you like it is.” He finished, glancing up to watch Luhan snag a steamed bun from the plate and keeping his eyes on him as he ate. As good as they looked, he wasn’t sure he could stomach it now, not with the way his stomach was churning uncomfortably and making him feel ill despite being empty. He simply nodded at Luhan’s dismissal of his bartender idea, keeping quiet because it seemed like Luhan had already made up his mind and the thought made him deflate, shoulders slumping just a bit.

The silence prevailed, the minutes ticking by awkwardly and Jongin finished off his water, his sweet and sour pork untouched. Luhan’s voice broke through the quiet and he looked up at him again, gnawing on his lip as the elder boy spoke about looking into other options again. He didn’t have high hopes that Luhan wouldn’t just go through with joining Scorpio as a means to an end, but he gave him a small smile in response regardless, not wanting Luhan’s attempt at reassurance to go unappreciated. “I’m sure you can find something…” he murmured softly, eyes softening at the apology. “It’s fine hyung, you don’t have to apologize.”

— Happy Birthday [ Jongin & Sehun ]

{ `he hesitates as he opens the door of their apartment, his heart sending the resolute and familiar thud, thud, thud against his ribcage that his steps falter again; but there’s no use of vacillating now, with his gift already sitting in the depth of his jeans’ pocket—there’s no wrapping because he’s really not that cheesy yet, although what’s currently lying in the confines of the fabric has already spoken of the degree of his cheesiness; he swallows, hoping that Jongin hasn’t suspected his intention at all—after all, he’s ignored Jongin’s birthday throughout the night and morning, ensuring that Jongin would think he’d forgotten that today is anything of significance at all; stepping into the abode, he takes off his shoes and carefully pads across the wooden floor, seeking Jongin; it’s not difficult to locate the other male for where there’s Peanut, there’s always Peanut’s mother, and so with the telltale barking coming from the bedroom, Sehun immediately makes his way towards the room; he swallows the lump in his throat as he opens the door and walks in, cheeks already tinted with heat although they were just exposed to the wintry weather outside; he approaches Jongin, hands still buried deep in his pockets } So uh… { `he begins, before quickly taking Jongin’s hand without continuing his sentence, and slipping the platinum ring which he’s purchased as a couple into Jongin’s right ring finger, praying to the non-existent deity that it would fit since he’s gambled the size; his years of measuring the weapon diameter actually didn’t fail him, and he probably missed less than a millimeter yet the ring actually fits nicely; ignoring the warmth which colors his cheeks, he clears his throat awkwardly and presses a chaste kiss on his boyfriend’s lips } Yeah, happy birthday.

#arcxsehun #s: happy birthday #[it is not cheesy bb ;u; it's so cute omg]

(/heaves out a sigh as he settles back against the pillows, comforter thrown haphazardly across his hips as he makes himself comfortable; his lips quirk into a small smile, amusement masking the poorly hidden disappointment as he watches Peanut rustle atop the comforter, trying to burrow his face into the fabric and not succeeding; he chuckles as he reaches out to pet Peanut gently, fingers smoothing over his head and playing with his triangular ears, flattening them and letting them flick back into place; his smile widens just a bit when the puppy calms and chooses to lay on his legs, effectively keeping him in place and preventing him from moving too much) you are the most spoiled dog ever. (/picks up his phone from the bedside table for the hundredth time and gnaws on his lip as he lights up the screen, hopeful that he’ll finally see a new message or call from Sehun and feeling the disappointment churn in his belly when there’s nothing of the sort, hurt seeping into his expression as the smile falls, his voice quiet as he tosses his phone onto the mattress and looks back at Peanut) I think your daddy forgot my birthday. (/watches Peanut for a moment longer, eyeing the way he has his head resting on his paws and eyes darting to and from Jongin, ears twitching at the sound of Jongin’s voice and perking at the sound of the front door opening; looks up, trying to keep his expression as neutral as possible when Peanut starts barking at the door and Sehun appears in the doorway; tilts his head curiously when he notices the faint hints of pink on his cheeks and almost brushes the warmth coloring Sehun’s cheeks off as wind chill from having just come in from outside, but refrains when the elder shuffles over to the bed, murmuring a few awkward words; looks up at him in surprise when Sehun doesn’t finish, simply snatches up his hand and soundlessly sliding a shiny platinum ring onto his finger; flushes with a mix of embarrassment from prematurely assuming Sehun had completely forgotten about his birthday and happiness when a light kiss is pressed to his lips, followed by the words he’s been waiting to hear all day; grins unabashedly as he examines the ring, smoothing his fingers over it as he admires the way it contrasts with his skin and how it fits perfectly; curls his fingers around the nape of Sehun’s neck and pulls him down for another kiss, this one lingering and more substantial than the shy one he initially received and hums pleasantly against his lips) I love it, thank you.

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#tracker #140111 #I'm getting so far behind sobs

Writing:

Sehun [HP AU drabble]

Sehun [reply | Halloween]

Chanyeol [reply]

Krystal [reply]

Daehyun [reply | Halloween]

Junmyeon [reply | hiatus]

Waiting:

Sehun [Spirited Away AU drabble]

Sehun [reply]

Luhan [reply]

Plotting:

Myungsoo

Eunji

Jungkook

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#peanut

— Cathexis [ Jongin & Sehun ]

He swallowed as his eyes scanned the passersby strolling on the sidewalk through the window, noticing how the taxi had travelled from the more crowded part of the city to the quieter vicinity according to the plan. It had been a caprice, one which he wasn’t certain if he was to regret it or not, and his thoughts travelled miles away as the vehicle brought them away from the amusement park, the side of his cheek rested against Jongin’s shoulder, his fingers threaded with Jongin’s slender digits with their hands on Jongin’s jeans-clad thigh. His heart beat in a fairly quick manner despite the absence of panic-stricken feelings, paced by something which he couldn’t classify as the same anxiety springing from the lovestruck fragment of him. His expression remained placid, the way it usually would be whether or not he wanted to school it that way, but he could feel the imminent blush creeping its way to his face, especially since he knew that they were about to arrive at their destination—one which location he knew precisely.

#p: cathexis #arcxsehun #w: mature content #w: fetish #[might as well #i don't imagine it'll take long haha #copied your warning tags btw #bc I don't use them often so]

Valuable Cheapness ❀ Han + Jongin

He took a deep breath before continuing. “I really thought about it and I think it’s really the only option that could work for me. It’s not something I am considering because I need protection or anything like that. I’d say it’s more about me wanting to meet people I will have something in common with. That’s why I’m asking if you think I could be of any help to them. I don’t know what to do otherwise. I know you got away from this world and I’m really glad that you did because you met someone nice and life really is looking up for you.” Of course Han didn’t know that Jongin was still part of that world albeit under the protection of another faction and he didn’t know that Sehun was also part of that faction. From what he knew and could see, both were living simple lives now and that’s what he had always wanted for Jongin, for anyone who had ever been forced to do something for Scorpio against their will. Han wouldn’t be going there against his will though, not if he could choose the best way to make himself useful.

He lowered his gaze and whispered one last thing about the matter, “at least it would give me a reason to keep going.” He wasn’t thinking about killing himself. He knew that he wouldn’t do it. He had gone through darker times in the past and he had never gone near that option. That didn’t keep him from thinking about his life and death since it occupied such a big chunk of his life experience.

#p: valuable cheapness #ctzxluhan

Jongin simply nodded in response to Luhan’s attempt at reassurance. He knew that same sex relationships weren’t the norm and that many of the citizens in Seoul, particularly the elders, found it unnatural and frowned upon it. He could understand Sehun’s hesitation to let it be known that they were together, the potential for ridicule and negative reactions were high and he would never wish for that sort of attention to be brought upon Sehun. However, despite the possibility of dirty looks and cruel words, it never ceased to sting when Sehun verbally denied their relationship. Among the two, he was certainly more comfortable with his sexuality and flaunting it whereas Sehun was a bit more on the reserved side and Jongin knew that expecting Sehun to share his outlook on the matter was futile. “I know… he’s really hesitant about it and I can understand why but,” he exhaled, a little frustrated. “It still hurts.”

Luhan’s hands curled around his and Jongin looked up to meet his eyes, brows furrowing as he listened to the elder male’s explanation for why he had intentions to join Scorpio officially. A wave of new protests formed on the tip of his tongue the more Luhan’s words fell on his ears. He knew how Scorpio worked, how horrible the members could be and the dangers posed for someone wishing to join their ranks. It was a risk for any well-built, headstrong person and while Luhan had given him insight to his newfound interest in underground fights, Jongin couldn’t help but worry about the small framed male’s wellbeing. He curled his fingers around Luhan’s hands, holding them tight and shooting a pleading look across the table at him, leaning close and keeping his voice low to keep from drawing the attention of the few patrons scattered sparsely around the restaurant. “Hyung, I get it, you want a job and to have enough so you can buy things of your own, but why Scorpio? It’s not… they’d eat you alive, take advantage of you and probably try to trick you into prostitution because let’s face it, you’re pretty and could make them a lot of money.” He paused, considering the weight of his words and gauging how Luhan might react to being called pretty. “I mean that in the best possible way, mind you.”

He sighed softly, the fight in him deflating when Luhan made a mention of inviting him and Sehun over for dinner when he finally had a home to call his own. It was clear that Luhan had made up his mind already, had decided that he had no other options and would find a way to get in with or without Jongin’s help. Guilt spread across his features when the other male brought up him getting out of the life and he gnawed on his lip, trying to school is expression into something a little more neutral, not wanting to shatter Luhan’s image of him living a normal happy life with Sehun. He couldn’t imagine what Luhan’s reaction would be if he found out just what he was up to now, if he knew that Jongin was a cold blooded killer with a penchant for taking out the very people Luhan wanted to join the ranks of.

Luhan’s last comment pushed Jongin to using a last ditch effort and he shook his head. “You have plenty of reasons to keep going hyung. Couldn’t you… I don’t know, get a regular job? Go into retail or wait tables for extra cash?” he suggested, a little desperate since he already knew the elder would reject the ideas. With a resigned sigh, Jongin let go of Luhan’s hands, pulling his arms away to make room for the food the waitress had arrived with and held his words until she had scurried off. He mulled over the syllables lingering on the tip of his tongue, wanting nothing more than to swallow them back down and never let them form words. “If you’re that sure it’s something you want to do then…” he grimaced, hating the idea of Luhan officially working for Scorpio, further becoming a static fixture amongst his enemy. “Maybe take up bartending, they can make good tips. Or, you can be a waiter at the club or something.”

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favorite sekai moments for luhan-kr

#w: sehun #visual

All This and Love Too | Sehun & Jongin

The gentle, albeit brief, kiss planted on his lips incinerated his thoughts almost immediately, and he parted his lips in awe when Jongin had pulled away. The lips were still soft against his, making him long for more, but the question which was uttered tentatively made his thoughts went haywire. Boyfriend. The word sounded peculiar to his ears, although it had been reverberated in his mind a myriad of times before. Hearing it straight from Jongin’s mouth, in Jongin’s voice, it felt both strange and surreal.

He pulled away from Jongin this time, expanding the narrow gap which Jongin had previously wedged between them. His eyes were still fixated on Jongin’s lips as he felt the warmth from the bashfulness had spread to his ears, his breathing jagged as he tried to form a coherent string of words as an answer. “I—yes… I’d… very—I’m—I mean, yes, I’d… very much like that,” and he totally regretted not having researched this on the internet in advance, for if he had, he would’ve known how to properly answer that kind of question.

It was really, really awkward, and the discomfiture was too much to handle that he didn’t think that he would be able to deal with another moment of silence, so he untangled their fingers in favor to place that hand on the nape of Jongin’s neck. His fingers, curled timidly against Jongin’s skin and strands, trembled slightly as he eliminated the ravine between them, closing his eyes as their lips met. He preserved the osculation longer, his tongue diffident as it peeked out between his lips, licking the seam of Jongin’s lower lip to solicit an entrance.

#arcxsehun #p: all this #ooc: sobs its short #but i didn't know how else to end it

Jongin didn’t move an inch as he waited nervously for Sehun to answer. A painful silence settled between them and he ached to close the space between them, to press his lips against Sehun’s once again and to steal the words out of his mouth before he could utter them. Despite the confession and shared feelings of blossoming romance, there was no guarantee that Sehun would say yes. For all he knew, relationships weren’t something the elder had confidence or desire in delving into and his answer would be a heartbreaking no. Jongin fidgeted anxiously as he waited for the uttering of the words that would change everything; for the better or worse, he didn’t know and it killed him. Gnawing on his lip, he wrung his hands together and watched Sehun’s face intently, searching for any signs of what he might reply with.

Instead of answering immediately with words, Sehun pulled away and Jongin’s heart skipped a beat, disappointment and a wave of apologies preparing to claw their way up his throat. The elder was looking at him, at his lips in particular and Jongin tried to shape them to form words, something that would pacify the tension and take back the words he’d uttered previous but it was futile. Sehun spoke, stumbling just as badly over his tongue as Jongin had when he’d initially asked but Jongin heard every word as though it were crystal clear. His cheeks flushed and warmth filled his entire body, giddiness and a happiness he hadn’t felt in a long time spreading throughout his veins. A grin tugged his lips up at the corners, white peeking out from beneath pink and he just barely managed to stifle the laugh bubbling up his throat as a result of pent up nervous energy.

A hand cupped the back of his neck, shy fingers curling against his skin and brushing against the untamed hair resting by his nape as they guided him forward, slowly but surely closing the gap between them once more. He felt the warmth spread from his cheeks towards his ears as he closed his eyes and hesitantly reached out, his palm coming to a gentle rest against Sehun’s cheek as he inched closer. His lips moved shyly against Sehun’s as the kiss continued and he let out a soft, surprised noise when an uncertain tongue flicked against the seam of his lips, silently asking for entrance. He parted his lips just enough to allow entrance and could feel his heart pounding behind his ribcage as he let his own slip out to meet Sehun’s, gliding against the wet muscle when it peeked out between Sehun’s lips. He let it continue until his lungs screamed at him for air, prompting him to break the kiss but not pull away. Resting his forehead against Sehun’s, he smiled at him and nudged his nose against Sehun’s lightly.

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Miscreations — Daehyun & Jongin [AU]

The stark realization washed through him — he knew this man. Kim Jongin. What was he doing here? Panic started to rise in Daehyun’s throat; he rarely ever spent time with the other boy, and that erased his assumption of the situation being a result of a certain mission, as he surely wouldn’t have gone in assignment with Jongin. The other boy was also pinned to the bed, but Daehyun was aware that with enough strength, they would both be able to break their ties off. He wasn’t certain why anyone would bother tying both of them down with weak material. Their feet were also tied to the post by the cloth, not too uncomfortably, he observed, moving his feet experimentally as a clap of thunder made him jump a bit. “Fucking hell — Jongin,” he called from the other bed. “Jongin. Wake up,” Daehyun said as he started to twist his wrists from the cloth.