2011

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dedicated to
vivienne, my soulmate♡︎



"don't cry"

those two words can be interpreted in a million ways. it can be a comforting gesture from someone you love, or out can be someone calling you a weakling for showing emotion.
jeongguk has heard it both ways in life, but mostly in the negative way.

"crybaby"

"pussy"

"men aren't supposed to cry"

"stop wailing"

"suck it up"

he's heard it all. but this one. this one wasn't harsh, it wasn't mocking him for the salty tears washing down his cheeks. no, it was kind. it was one of the few kind ones he's heard in his life.

so with one more sniffle he shifted his eyes towards the voice in front of him.

and what he saw wasn't another adult telling him to stop being weak. no.

it was a boy. a little older than him perhaps, but he had kind eyes, they looked almost cat like.

"don't cry."

the boy repeated, he walked closer. the boy stopped in front of jeongguk, and when jeongguk was expecting a slap across the face like from his father he felt warmth envelop him.

that night the two boys sat atop the hill, not speaking just the older holding the younger while tears soaked through this sweater, the same words falling out of his lips.

"don't cry."

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