[ jaejin is so sincere, and vie tries his best to reciprocate that feeling, staying close and allowing him whatever comfort he might need. he's suddenly so tired from all the stress of the past week that he doubts it will do any good to think on it right now, but all he does is shake his head just slightly in response. no, he doesn't remember busan. no, he doesn't remember going there or doing anything there with jaejin. he has all the proof of it right there and in his past itineraries, but there's no memory of it. nothing. just a haze and some vague feeling that he doesn't know how to interpret.

it's beyond frustrating and has been for a while ]

If we were together, I don't remember it. [ such a confession leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. this isn't fair to jaejin. ] But I wasn't too concerned about that. I was worried about you. If it had been a trap, I would have been ready for it. I know how to take care of myself.

[ and with that, he closes his eyes and breathes. ]

I only wish I knew how to take care of you. What can I do? How do I help you?