#chrtaehyun

there's a small bowl of stew that sits atop a woven circular placemat accompanied with a glass of ice water. the condensation has already begun to sweat down the edge, the ice inside melting and making the one slice of lemon sink even lower. everything moves as slow as haseok does, carefully carrying the wooden tray from the kitchen into the male's room.

today calls for no haste. taehyun is under the weather and their saturday is wasted. the weather is as dreary as they are. haseok is setting the tray down at taehyun's bedside with the uttermost care; there's a glimmer of hope in haseok's eyes as he looks down to the male huddled in sheets, he smiles then, leaning down until he swears their noses touch. taehyun had been out for some time with the help of some liquid medicine left uncapped on his night table. the room is filled with silence all except for the light sounds of the male’s breathing masked from his duvet and white noise machine as loud as haseok’s own mind.

“taehyun-ah, wake up,” he mutters then, finally allowing himself to break from the prolonged gaze he’d given the male prior to waking him at the sound of his voice. haseok falls back in step with the haseok that taehyun knows him for — aloof, distanced, complex and simple all at once. he doesn’t smile when taehyun opens his eyes, instead, shifts back to lift the cooled stone pot at its edges to signal it was time to eat. 

only when haseok gets a good look at the dullness of the male’s complexion and the dark circles under his eyes does his exterior soften; something in his chest feels like it’s beginning to thaw.

he refrains from commenting, leaves the empty fake insults for another day. he takes a spoonful of the stew and blows on it first for good measure and carefully bringing it to his lips. it wouldn’t be haseok’s first time feeding something to taehyun, but something about taehyun’s exhaustion and quietness almost leaves haseok feeling like he’s alone. he eats with him in silence, splitting the bowl of rice into two sides for them to share. 

he doesn’t think about the fact they share the same spoon.

the point of the game is to tell the truth when prompted to do so — it's literally in the title. snapshots of the past appear in haseok's memory, nights spent alone with taehyun when he'd sneak him into the jin home only to lie to his siblings that they were just hotboxing in his room; it was all far more than that, with sleepless nights consisting of muffled love making and teenage hormonal angst they just couldn't manage to sweat out.

    i. probably one of the first true friends jamie made after she was adopted and although it started off with just awkwardly hanging around at either of their parents' parties , the two actually grew closer with time and jamie was just so thankful that she wasn't left alone in this whole new world. it was easy to say that taehyun helped a lot when it came to jamie getting accustomed to her new life. now that she thinks about it , wonders how taeyhun would've probably found her awkwardness a little odd considering he didn't know about just how new everything was to her.

    ii. taeyhun was jamie's first "dating-experience" and admittedly.. they looked super cute together. while it wasn't love or anything , the woman wouldn't have hesitated in admitting that she used to have feelings for him back then and even if it didn't last long , jamie wouldn't ever want to forget it. the awkward yet cute hand-holding and shy kisses still made her fondly smile.

    iii. they had a lot more in common than initially thought which made their bond stronger if anything. taehyun was probably the first person jamie "came-out" to and was actually just really really nervous but when he talked about himself too , she definitely let out a big sigh and gave him a big hug.

    iv. their transition from girlfriend and boyfriend to just good friends was actually smoother than she thought it'd be. maybe it was the realisation that their relationship had been just that all along... yes with a few additional perks and occasional butterflies because if nothing, taehyun was definitely a great boyfriend. but also an amazing friend.

The corner of his lips twitched, his hands clasping together as he answers. "The very first case I handled, which happens to be the very first case I won." An avid watcher of the news around some time the past two years would recognize Changmin's face. The face that won people's sympathy over; the face that won people's admiration. And surely enough, they had celebrated his victory along with him, for the case he won that year was, of course, about the murder of his father. It is still, byfar, his favorite show he had put on.

"That’s a very difficult question, I don’t think I’d ever want to be stuck with one single movie for the rest of my life.” He frowns a little and scratches his cheek, trying to think of the best answer. “But I think if I really had to choose one, I’d go with something my wife likes too so it won’t be too annoying for her. We really like Midsommar so that’s gonna be my answer.”