#fcxjimin

(!* it should have only taken a few minutes -- should have being those key words, chanyeol could laugh because of course things never go as he plans them but, you know, whatever that's fine let's go with the flow.  either way, he only meant to be separated from james for just a few minutes -- just a few, to get them a drink or something.  maybe some cotton candy or those funnel cakes because james has been really cooperative and this has been fun besides, well, the kid almost vomiting on him earlier but that's another story for a different day. 

home: our characters sharing a home together.

"jimin shut up." 

"no, you."

don't let them kill me, i'm scared. i don't want to die.

"i won't let anyone hurt you"

but - what if you can't? you couldn't help ravi.

that was it.

he'd had enough of these voices in his head, these dreams that brought him back to dark places he only wanted to forget. ever since he had returned from busan with these voices and fears, crawling around in his brain like bugs, nothing had been the same. what jaehwan desired was a silence. a mute button so he could simply get away.

that simple get away was closer than he ever thought it would be. he'd found it in the library - where silence ruled with an iron fist. it seemed that even the voices did not want to break this rule. they thrived in a crowd of noises, accompanied by smoke and death - maybe that was why they made no peep in his quiet library.

jaehwan had peace and quiet (and this was probably something he would want a lot more than he ever had before.)

the only thing that broke his own silence was the way the books rubbed against each other as he pulled them from the shelve - and the way the paper shifted against each other while he checked certain pages and chapters.