YMMD // 12
☁️☀️☁️"welcome to your new home," jihoon says with a slightly cheering tone, while soonyoung just plops down on the bed and buries his head on his knees. exhausted. he shrivels away, and jihoon sighs. he doesn't know what exactly to do to make soonyoung smile. there's no rain of thoughts to fuel on this burning morning today.
science says, the more light you give off, the faster you burn out.
soonyoung has been giving his all and is constantly stressing out on a lot of things. he's a complete mess, and not just metaphorically. he feels like he had just been thrown high into a flight with unbridled speed. sure, jihoon was there to catch him. but it's also frustrating that he's one of the reasons why he's hurting.
jihoon hands him a bunch of clothes he could slip into, then soonyoung goes to take a bath. for half an hour, he's just foam covered, soaked deep into the tub and staring at the ceiling. soonyoung doesn't even want to move. but he feels his own skin and decides to scrub off everything that happened for the past few hours. he scrubs off all the insults stuck on every inch of his skin until it goes red from the force. he cries, trying to erase all the words he that didn't deserve to hear. all he wants is to be clean, and set himself free.
stepping out of the bathroom in jihoon's clothes, he feels his arms go light. and he collapses on the bed.
time passes by quickly. no other words to say, and there's barely any interactions. jihoon just let soonyoung stay in his room for hours while he does other things to keep himself busy. at the end of the day, he sits down next to the boy who barely even moved. "soonie? you have to eat," jihoon says
"i'm not hungry. thank you, jihoon."
the younger one sighs, "what do i do to make you eat?"
"nothing."
"soonyoung, i swear. come on, i would do anything."
"i'm sorry," the boy mutters "am i a burden?"
"no," jihoon answers right away "listen. even if it is always raining in your life, there is still a sun behind the grey clouds. don't let yourself get used to the rain too much, okay? honestly i'm not even sure if i'm making sense right now! oh my god i know you're a writer so please don't judge me-"
"i love you," soonyoung mumbles and looks at him. jihoon gulps. he doesn't know why, but he's suddenly dazed by the boy's eyes. it isn't the first time they locked stares but he swears he feels as if he was just struck by something lovely. his eyes travel and make its way to soonyoung's lips, and he feels all laws of attraction at once. soonyoung simply stares, and jihoon wonders why he will neither fully grasp what's going on in his mind nor will he ever fathom both the simplicity and complexity of his soul.
"can you do me a favor?" soonyoung asks
"what is it?"
"can you...kiss me? i want to feel loved, at least."
the tension between them is burning, and jihoon finally decides to close the gap. softly at first, and then with a swift change of intensity until every square inch of the boy is dissolved onto him. as he wraps his arms around soonyoung's neck, he feels all his veins throb. soonyoung's heart beats ever so wildly, he could only take little sips of breath.
intoxicated all the way to cloud nine, bringing him sensations he never knew he was capable of feeling. the way jihoon owns his lips makes him forget everything that went crashing a few moments ago. jihoon pulls the constellations and soonyoung begs for more. he just never expected the lips that sing the sweetest words to be just as good as the words themselves. he's had his taste and now he realizes he's screwed for never having enough of it.
they pull away and press their foreheads against each other, not breaking eye contact. soonyoung mutters under his breath, "fuck, i love you so much." everything felt like a warm bed on a cold night as he feels the soft pulse from jihoon's fingertips running through the bruises on his arm.
"i love you too," jihoon replies, then soonyoung kisses him softly once more as they both sink onto the bed. no matter how much soonyoung wants to fall for jihoon's words, he can't. he knows it's just a favor. it's just a lie.
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you make my day | soonhoon ✓
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