he always thinks things through once, twice, more than thrice.
this time is no different, he'd been back and forth and through it again (many, many times) when mithra, exasperated, had finally said, "oh, what the fuck. JUST GO GET HER SOMETHING ALREADY."
"fine," he says (shortly) and walks out the door.
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buying things for other people, tablo thinks, is definitely difficult. and embarrassing, as he spends increasingly more time but has increasingly less idea of what he wants to buy.
all the pretty things jaejoong has ever wanted, he already knows beforehand; what it looks like, where he can get it, and where in his room and life he can fit it into. the cost doesn't matter, though some things are priceless and jaejoong only buys what he can afford, the stuff in his pockets. the stuff in his heart, he'll keep to himself for now.
maybe. later.
later? why not now?
who knows, but jaejoong knows, but it's okay. today he will buy as much as he can, for family, friends, perhaps even acquaintance-strangers, the people he'd met whose voices matched the faces he couldn't remember, the names jotted in his cell phone address book he never called...
he'll write cards. people keep those, especially if it's from him because he makes sure that they are all special, not because his name is kim jaejoong. he pulls his beanie down a little more, waits behind a man slumped in front of the stationery display. he smells like tablo.
"today is a miserable day," tablo mutters as he looks through shelf after shelf, pile after pile of stationery. sure, they're all very pretty, but he's always preferred regular white paper, himself.
he loves people very much and very hard, and he likes it when the people he loves are happy, but a truth he has to face is that it is very very hard for him to buy gifts.
why wasn't i born observant, he thinks, and he hears someone call his name.
he turns around to look, and immediately turns back to the display. kim jaejoong. maybe he can just pretend that he never.. he never..
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this time is no different, he'd been back and forth and through it again (many, many times) when mithra, exasperated, had finally said, "oh, what the fuck. JUST GO GET HER SOMETHING ALREADY."
"fine," he says (shortly) and walks out the door.
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buying things for other people, tablo thinks, is definitely difficult. and embarrassing, as he spends increasingly more time but has increasingly less idea of what he wants to buy.
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maybe. later.
later? why not now?
who knows, but jaejoong knows, but it's okay. today he will buy as much as he can, for family, friends, perhaps even acquaintance-strangers, the people he'd met whose voices matched the faces he couldn't remember, the names jotted in his cell phone address book he never called...
he'll write cards. people keep those, especially if it's from him because he makes sure that they are all special, not because his name is kim jaejoong. he pulls his beanie down a little more, waits behind a man slumped in front of the stationery display. he smells like tablo.
"tablo?"
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he loves people very much and very hard, and he likes it when the people he loves are happy, but a truth he has to face is that it is very very hard for him to buy gifts.
why wasn't i born observant, he thinks, and he hears someone call his name.
he turns around to look, and immediately turns back to the display. kim jaejoong. maybe he can just pretend that he never.. he never..
tablo groans.
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"you didn't have to do that," he finally says. it wasn't about himself, jaejoong had a feeling, but he wanted to know anyway. "so who's it for?"
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