"𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡,
𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑘,
𝑠𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡,
𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑘"
❛ 𝑱𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒈
❛ 𝒕𝒘𝒔: 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒙𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚
❛ 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔: 1939
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"Please, hyungie" the younger pleads, "just one, okay? You need to eat something, you know?" he argues and pushes the plate of a few slices of apple towards the older one who's sitting opposite of him, on the other side of the table. His eyes wander around, not landing on either Jeongin nor the plate in front of him on the kitchen table.
"I'm just not hungry, you know how it is, Jeongin" the older argues back, whining. Although Jeongin can see the restlessness of the other, how tense and jittery he is with the way his knee bounces and wide eyes wander like those of a lost child. Jeongin can also see the dark spots under his eyes and the smooth skin painted pale.
He looks so... vulnerable and fragile with his thin, petite form which seems to look even smaller now with his slumped shoulders and arms hugging himself. It's a habit to give himself a feeling of comfort and safety.
Jeongin's not a person who's natural with giving others comfort or helping others feel somewhat better. He's not good with words and most of time rants about things that don't make any sense. In addition, he's a bit chary when it comes to that physical part of comforting besides the social part.
He can't help but freeze and then wiggle out of every embrace the older gives him. The thing is that Jisung likes hugs and he's a touchy type in general which is a bit too much for Jeongin to handle most of the time. He can't say he's uncomfortable but the proximity and the closeness get his skin itch and his heart beat.
He can't explain it though.
And even if hearing the annoying complaining and whining, he can't help but think how cute he's hyung is. It's a fact but he is not going to admit it aloud.
Speaking of the apprehensive behaviour and the anxious traits of the older which are on the surface this morning and have been for many previous weeks already- today starts the school.
And while Jeongin is excited to see his friends after the summer break, get into work recharged as well as with new energy and motivation, the older boy isn't as happy.
Jisung can be really anxious sometimes, especially in social contexts. He isn't a fan of places where there's a lot of people- he isn't a fan of people in general.
It's kind of odd because among his friends he can get very chatty and loud and be his free, pure self. He doesn't have to hide or act. And in Jeongin's opinion, that's the best version of the older boy. How he can light up the room with his bright smile and make people fall in love with him with everything he does and is.
But there's worse days. Furthermore, Jisung's warier of strangers and people he doesn't know that well. Speaking up and socializing in general with unfamiliar people is hard and even more energy draining. And it hurts Jeongin to witness it himself.
He doesn't know how to help. He wants to but he doesn't know how.
But of one thing he's sure and it's that without a proper breakfast or any breakfast at all you won't survive. However, if you somehow do, the struggle is even more evident and real. Therefore, even if it's just something little, it can make a day much better.
Jisung doesn't seem to get it.
"Okay, you don't have to eat now, but take something with you, okay? So you don't get too hungry or worse" Jeongin says. That's a compromise that has to do now.
