ጠdaddy
@ccjongin
eunwoo knew it. jonginâs stench was like a tramp in need of a bath. every day, he detected the details of love curling in the air, just shy of his fingertips. it was everywhere. it glazed over his clientâs eyes and whistled down a sun-soaked sidewalk. it was raw in his baristaâs voice, and it was heard between the thin walls of his apartment. whenever he encountered it, it flooded into him like the sweetest oxygen. yet, it sickened him. ever since the sealâs fall, it ached him in the confines of his chest. it was here, now. jongin was in love â he reeked of it.
he was quiet. if he were being honest, he had known of jonginâs condition for weeks. eunwoo didnât picture himself in the position to ask questions. true, jongin was the most important person to him â even if he himself was weak, he would defend the boy with his life. still, he was hesitant. the other had never expressed anger or frustration towards him, and he didnât want to see the only stable relationship he had crumble. but now, it was so potent, so dizzying, that he could no longer ignore it.
the two were at jonginâs place. eunwoo managed a couple nicks and scratches from a little scuffle. he was surprised, because jongin seldom summoned him. his abilities were less fit for battle than kyungsoo. he was akin to a ragdoll â a useless and easy target. âdaddy,â eunwoo paused, picking and choosing the right words. âwhat do you know about love?â jongin couldnât fool him, but he was curious to see if he would try.
