puffs of fresh air
@rkbyrin
he’s upset. there really isn’t much to it; jaehyun’s deflated and as much as he’s trying to look at this as positively as possible, he can’t. for some reason he’s embarrassed as well and angry and confused –– he’s feeling too many things. and he doesn’t like it. not one bit.
the results come a little expected, or maybe –– not really. because a part of jaehyun had hoped that he’d get the modelling offer; had seen it as some sort of alternative path for him to take that didn’t have him forcing paper work down his throat for the rest of his life.
so he does what he’s best at (and it isn’t modelling, clearly) and pulls out a cigarette from his box. he’s not in plain sight, a little further away from the crowd behind him, before he lights the cigarette up and begins to puff. he’s somewhat sure that yerin probably wouldn’t be here until a while anyway (and it’s not like this little act of his is a secret from her).
it’s a terrible habit, one he needs to get rid off but it’s the only thing he can think of that’ll keep him sane enough for now. he doesn’t like feeling like this –– so instead he feeds himself nicotine; just enough to pour out the heaviness in his chest.
