Zelo snores lightly; it’s the sound of the music in the DvD menu that drags Sandeul back to awareness. The last episode on the disc has finished; the credits have run, his office is dim beneath the flickering blue lights.

 Zelo looks younger in sleep, the too-old glint in his eyes hidden behind heavy lids. Sandeul smooths his wayward curls down, and ducks to press a sweet kiss to his younger friend's temple.

o.o

son— never let anyone tell you where you got your good looks from.

-/slicks his hair back, a tide of sparkles following the movement like any proper flowerboy would.-

The knife is heavy in his hand; the plastic hilt already warm. 

Zelo's taller, stronger, by all accounts he should have been able to protect himself. 

Instead, he's pinned to the wall, kept there with one sweaty hand as he pants beneath Sandeul's fingers.

The words float in one ear and out the other. 

Sandeul lifts the blade-

The yellow flash of Zelo's crest, however, pierces the something inside that the words could not. It shatters into warm tears down round cheeks as the rage, abruptly, fades.

-whimpers softly-

c-cupcake—!

y-you're home from school early, i—

i was just.

“you’re pregnant, aren’t you.”

-/he blurts out the moment that question travel’s up zelo’s vocal chords, casual and blasé like his undone tie and the shot of vodka waiting on the kitchen counter. or was it whiskey? bourbon? whatever it was, it tasted like shit. if growing older meant he’d have to puff on cigars and take swishes of glorified digestible acid, he’d pass. then again, considering the question his son had popped the moment he came back from work— a drunk stupor was looking more and more desirable at the moment. jonghyun feels himself being sucked into the first four stages of grief, and by the third shot of overpriced liquor, settles into acceptance.-

UmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA̟̝̲͖̬A̛̳͎̠̳̰͖AA̩͉͎̘A͎̩̰̲̬̲͍ÀĄ͚͉̥̗̠A̵̼͖̜A

-/his ears twitch up at the inhuman sound, recognizing the language of his kin immediately.-

-tugs on sleeve-

.....mn?

-/he blinks at the gesture, a smile crawling up his lips as he looks up at you.-

what's this?