[ and that's all jaejin says for a long while, finally looking away from vie because he can't just keep staring at him, not with the way it finally all slips through his fingers no matter how hard he tries to hold onto any of it. he feels like he should understand, that he should know vie wants to keep yves safe because he's important to him. that's what it comes down to, isn't it? yves is important.
he doesn't like the feeling that finally nestles itself in him. ]
So you're staying for Yves. [ it feels stupid, saying something they both already know out loud and even to his own ears he doesn't sound like himself. like before though, jaejin needs to say it to really drive it home to himself. ] You ask me what I wanted. You let me pack. I waited for you.
[ he knows he's verging hysterical, but his heart hurts more than it did when vie looked his way and didn't recognize him. now he knows him and has all of his memories, and yet. when he moves from the couch, it's because he needs the space and he feels like he can't breathe. ]
Did you even think of me? When you were making the decision to stay, I mean. [ he knows the answer to that in his heart and he wants to hear it in vie's own words, his voice louder and more breathy than he'd like it to be. ] It didn't matter, did it? Once you saw what was in that envelope. Nothing in this room did.
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[ and that's all jaejin says for a long while, finally looking away from vie because he can't just keep staring at him, not with the way it finally all slips through his fingers no matter how hard he tries to hold onto any of it. he feels like he should understand, that he should know vie wants to keep yves safe because he's important to him. that's what it comes down to, isn't it? yves is important.
he doesn't like the feeling that finally nestles itself in him. ]
So you're staying for Yves. [ it feels stupid, saying something they both already know out loud and even to his own ears he doesn't sound like himself. like before though, jaejin needs to say it to really drive it home to himself. ] You ask me what I wanted. You let me pack. I waited for you.
[ he knows he's verging hysterical, but his heart hurts more than it did when vie looked his way and didn't recognize him. now he knows him and has all of his memories, and yet. when he moves from the couch, it's because he needs the space and he feels like he can't breathe. ]
Did you even think of me? When you were making the decision to stay, I mean. [ he knows the answer to that in his heart and he wants to hear it in vie's own words, his voice louder and more breathy than he'd like it to be. ] It didn't matter, did it? Once you saw what was in that envelope. Nothing in this room did.