squeals. god. oh my goddd. the amount of fluff in this fic. made me just soar. like this line,
...There was this thought, small but poignant...
Kyungsoo is mostly a man of simple needs. He loves his boring little life. It's the one he picked out for himself, and he'd been conscious of it when he did it. But sometimes he wondered about the choices he made. How many had not been out of want, but out of… fear.
...This thought he’d only allowed to fully form on certain days...
He wishes he didn't hold himself back so much. He likes staying inside with a book nine out of ten times, but he wishes that when the tenth time came around, he had the guts to go with his friends and let loose. Instead he remains in his spot and falls for a man who doesn't even know he exists.
...the life he built suddenly felt insufficient...
He lets out a little noise between the sobs because never before has he admitted that out loud. He feels pathetic, with the amount of attachment he has to a mere voice. How much comfort he gives him, how much he can challenge him, how content he makes him feel.
"Discontent..." he mutters.
I felt that when Jongin was writing that whole scene with the awareness of Kyungsoo crying. I felt like he was so hesitant to point out the fact and you know rub the salt on the wounds. This was my favourite moment from this fic.
...There was this thought, small but poignant...
Kyungsoo is mostly a man of simple needs. He loves his boring little life. It's the one he picked out for himself, and he'd been conscious of it when he did it. But sometimes he wondered about the choices he made. How many had not been out of want, but out of… fear.
...This thought he’d only allowed to fully form on certain days...
He wishes he didn't hold himself back so much. He likes staying inside with a book nine out of ten times, but he wishes that when the tenth time came around, he had the guts to go with his friends and let loose. Instead he remains in his spot and falls for a man who doesn't even know he exists.
...the life he built suddenly felt insufficient...
He lets out a little noise between the sobs because never before has he admitted that out loud. He feels pathetic, with the amount of attachment he has to a mere voice. How much comfort he gives him, how much he can challenge him, how content he makes him feel.
"Discontent..." he mutters.
I felt that when Jongin was writing that whole scene with the awareness of Kyungsoo crying. I felt like he was so hesitant to point out the fact and you know rub the salt on the wounds. This was my favourite moment from this fic.
Thank you, Author-nim!!
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