[ that unsavory feeling doesn't dissipate as he follows the sound of his voice, conscious of its tone and disliking how airy it sounds. almost choked. out of some automatic instinct, he finds the switch for the light in the short hallway and meets him just outside his bedroom door, the relief that washes over him sinking into his chest like a weight. it steals his breath.
vie has his hands on him before he can help himself, cupping his face and already noticing the wetness there. he doesn't ask, not yet. instead, silently, he checks to be certain jaejin is as okay as he says he is, and then, without any prompting or a cue, he wraps him in his arms and holds him tight. he can't say what it had been about that phone call, but worry and fear had rocked him so badly, he hadn't been able to think straight. he would have destroyed this entire building if something had happened to him, and it's an odd sentiment to fully believe in without the deeper memories to back it up. but that doesn't matter. what matters is jaejin. ]
Were you here when it happened? Did they take anything?
[ it's a soft whisper against his hair. he can check the apartment with him, double-check the closets before locking the front door. temporarily, at least. vie wants to take him somewhere with a measure of security for the night, though that most likely means a nearby hotel. ]
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vie has his hands on him before he can help himself, cupping his face and already noticing the wetness there. he doesn't ask, not yet. instead, silently, he checks to be certain jaejin is as okay as he says he is, and then, without any prompting or a cue, he wraps him in his arms and holds him tight. he can't say what it had been about that phone call, but worry and fear had rocked him so badly, he hadn't been able to think straight. he would have destroyed this entire building if something had happened to him, and it's an odd sentiment to fully believe in without the deeper memories to back it up. but that doesn't matter. what matters is jaejin. ]
Were you here when it happened? Did they take anything?
[ it's a soft whisper against his hair. he can check the apartment with him, double-check the closets before locking the front door. temporarily, at least. vie wants to take him somewhere with a measure of security for the night, though that most likely means a nearby hotel. ]