inoubliable | p101s2 | danjin & more

fourty-eight; guanho, jungki, ???

guanlin stepped into the airport terminal, and in a confused manner, he looked around at the foreign place. sanggyun cheered as he stood next to guanlin, gaining many odd looks from other people.

"ah, it's been a while since i've been in korea!" the elder commented in chinese, stretching his arms above his head.

"uh, where's the carousel?" guanlin questioned back in his native language, "i need to meet somebody."

snorting, sanggyun lowered his arms and rubbed the back of his neck. "hasty boy. alright, let's go. palliwow!"

"what...?"

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the boy, zheng ting, was resting, his face already less swollen than it was before on the street.

woojin shook his head sadly to eunki. "it's sad that bastard did something to a boy like him."

eunki grunted his agreement, approaching the sleeping boy and pulling aside his sleeve, rubbing his thumb over the soulword proudly blazed in the middle of a ring of scars.

stepping closer to zheng ting as well, woojin spotted the same soulword on both of the boy's arms.

"what a poetic way of meeting your soulmate." he commented, his smile wholeheartedly reaching his eyes.

eunki looked up at him and gave a dopey, lopsided grin. "it is, isn't it?"

trying not to rustle so much, jungjung watched the interaction between the two in confusion, until he glanced at the stranger's hand clutching his wrist, matching soulwords exposing a truth that the chinese boy didn't want to face.

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jihoon grinned softly, watching the people burn in front of him. he was proud of his work this time around, it was neat and clean, with no way for authorities to trace it back to him.