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                             ⸺          @fknstarboy .ᐟ
            
            [     beau  could  not  deny  the  fact  that  he  was  able  to  brush  off  things  uncannily  quick,     albeit  he  sincerely  wished  that  such  an  attribute  could  be  passed  over  to  the  younger;     seeing  him  in  such  a  state  was  truly  quite  painful,     for  there  was  not  much  the  older  could  do  except  offer  himself  up  as  a  sounding  board  ..     to  let  the  male  express  and  feel  what  ought  to  be  felt.     soft,     slow  pets  would  be  made  to  lovers  head,     gentle  hushes  occasionally  accompanying  his  actions.     ]     jisu,     you  are  a  survivor.     [     words  are  whispered,     sincerity  lacing  each  one  that   breaks  their  silence.     ]     and  that  is  the  /  only  /  thing  that  matters.     [     pausing,     a  deep  breath  was  taken,     and  with  a  subtle  bow  of  his  head,     the  taller  would  place  a  kiss  atop  hair.     ]     what  happened  tonight  was  self  defence;     the  outcome  is  not  your  burden  to  bear.     

[     calming  down  was  a  lot  easier  said  than  done,      and  the  longer  the  two  of  them  sat,     the  worse  it  all  seemed  to  settle.     in  moments  such  as  this,     though  likely  to  never  occur  again,     he  envied  beau  for  being  able  to  stomach  things  like  this,     to  walk  around  like  there  was  no  wrong  done,     because  then  maybe  he  wouldn't  be  such  a  mess  if  he  could  do  the  same.     head  being  pushed  against  chest  had  a  soft  breath  leaving  him,     a  contrast  to  the  short  gasps,     his  fingers  clutching  onto  the  fabric  of  the  male's  shirt,     his  eyes  fluttering  shut  as  he  had  listened  to  the  sound  of  heartbeat;     something  that  always  calmed  him  without  fail.     ]     ..    i - i'm  not  a  murderer  ..?

                             ⸺          @fknstarboy .ᐟ
            
            oh  ..      [     oh,     shit.     that  was  the  exact  type  of  reaction  beau  had  been  attempting  to  avoid.     of  course,     it  was  inevitable;     the  revelation  of  what  had  occurred  was  bound  to  happen,     one  way  or  another.     in  some  ways,     it  was  better  for  such  to  happen  here  and  now,     rather  than  later  and  elsewhere.     ]     j,     jisu  ⸺     [     all  that  he  could  do  not  to  break  down  as  the  smallers  words  were  uttered,     was  hold  him  closer.     a  subtle  shift  allowed  for  him  to  cradle  the  younger's  head  near  his  heart,     quiet  hushes  of  reassurance  beind  whispered  into  locks  of  hair.     ]     please,     baby  ..     y,     you  did  the  right  thing,      and  you're  safe  here.     (     ...     )     i  promise  that  no  person  will  ever  raise  their  hand  to  you  again.