not belonging

( ` it makes a satisfying warmth spread throughout the female’s body to see the other so happy to receive the food. she had been making some last night and she has noticed that her “boyfriend” is rather thin, and it seems like the safest type of gift to give him since she doesn’t really know anything else about jongin. ) I’m doing fine, don’t worry! ( ` blinking from the offer, lily puffs her cheeks a little while mulling over it. ) I don’t really want to bother you, though. I mean, I kind of was the one to force you into this… And I don’t want to make you stay any longer if you don’t want to. Don’t feel like you are obligated. ( ` pouts a little. )

- Seeing how adorable Lily was, JongIn couldn't hold back that bright smile that kept wanting to show up, becoming even happier because of the food - I'm glad you're doing fine, noona. I'm really happy~ - He nods, peeking into the box just like a curious child - Eh? - He blinks a couple of times, tilting his head a bit as he sees a cute pout on her lips, almost mimicking her and pouting too - But I'm not obligated at all, I am suggesting it anyway. But, um, if you don't want to, it's perfectly fine. 

He was startled by the sudden raise of voice before be blinks, still shivering “j…jongin..?”

"Yes, yes, it's me, Jongin." He said quite hesitant, afraid of the possibility of his friend start to have another break. "A-are you okay?"

His eyes suddenly widen looking distant as he push your hand away, shivering and mumbling fast. “N…n-no.. no….d-dont hurt mr..pleass..s-stop..I..will be good..”

"I'll not hurt you, TaeMin, hey, it's me! Jongin!" He said in a louder tone, trying to catch his attention. 

“If I was your Master/Pet”…finish it in my ask

Well yeah.. hes..hes not my real umma -He mumbles , suddenly choking- my..p..parents …d,.de„,in heaven -he hold his head award flashbacks coming to him about his parents murder and his captivity. -

Oh-- - Seeing him like that, Jongin quickly leans in to rest his hands on the other's shoulders, looking worried at him - A-are you okay, Taemin? Hey, let's talk about something else, huh?

Thank you -he smiled at him.-yeah yeah, Key umma is the best. -he chuckled-he really makes great food.

Eh-- Your umma is a man? - He tilts his head in confusion and blinks, then takes a cookie and bites it, humming - Mmm, it's delicious~

Let’s play "Have you ever?". You ask me and I have to answer you, yes or no.

maaybe some other time„i just wanna relax right now..if its ok..-he mumbles, glancing at him after he took a seat on the dirty street floor just next to him- ne~ for you! My umma made them! 

Yeah, it's perfectly fine, you don't need to tell me anything you don't want to. - He nods, gently ruffling his hair - Oh, so your umma made them. It must be delicious, I'm sure.

just..L problems -he sighs before handing him the cookies- for you~. 

Do you want to talk? I'm not doing anything... - He looks at the cookies and smiles at him - For me? Thank you!

Not so good actually -smile weakly, still holding the bag- and you? 

What happened? - Tilts his head, looking at him worried - I'm good.