pins and needles.
tell them the body is a blade that sharpens by cutting, featuring @nsminjae.
the cacophony of thoughts often litters the aisles of his mind, and nowadays, the murky waters tend to dilute any surface that they can reach. both deafened and dissolved, thereโs not much of a resolve that can free him from the shackles that only seem to grow tighter. slivers of umma embed themselves in his flesh, leaving it hard to feel like heโs not a flask of pent up anger. at this point, there are too many carcasses left unburied in his backyard it smells strange. it plagues him, and he cannot deny the urge to undo himself in front of a punching bag every night, body a form of catharsis. he recalls that night in pieces, now, fragmented before haphazardly placed together like a stained glass window.
the first and foremost, a factor internalized in him in the shape of a man. minjae embodies a metamorphosis that enacts something akin to a domino effect in hansol; and in here, everything about his defense, freefalling. heโs left bare, naked to the flesh. itโs not in the same vein as minjaeโs executing his job too well โ thatโs never it. but changes beget attraction, in this matter, and upon realization that minjae is someone heโs comfortable outside of the therapies, he wavers. itโs a pendulum that swings to odd places, crevices of his thoughts. he goes back and forth, back and forth, even when heโs agreed when minjae asked for him to accompany him to a place.
and now, heโs waiting for minjae at the point of their rendezvous. destination still unknown, it only worsens his dithering, vacillation hanging around his neck weighing him down. he shifts his weight from foot to foot as he shoves his hands into the pockets of his jeans, waiting for minjae. hair still half-wet from the cold shower after his session ofย โexerciseโ, he tries to focus on this one simple fact instead of the roundabout thoughts about minjae. when minjae has finally arrived, he unhinges himself from the wall, quirking his eyebrows in questions.ย โwhere are we going?โ
