[ jaejin doesn't like touching people, not so nonchalantly, not when it isn't for work when he needs to take what he's been told to. he does his best to mingle, to offer polite smiles at questions he doesn't want to answer and hope it comes off as teasing more than anything else, like he's some great enigma they should want to unwrap. it frays near the end, when the too light touches become things he shyly eases away from, when he struggles to push the confidence he needs to the forefront, thinking back to his boss.
this isn't anything like a club, really. he didn't expect it to be. clubs are simple to navigate, simple to lose people he doesn't crave the attention of in.
finally, he makes a show of thanking them for their company, speaking in dramatic length with a smile about how lonely he would have been otherwise, and refusing any offers of talking with whoever would like to later, much more intimately. when he slips away into the hallway, he doesn't have to wait too long for vie, letting him take what he needs to from his pocket as he relaxes considerably. ]
A handful. [ he knows the looks, has always known the looks, but he's more concerned with vie. he brushes his hand against his in something of a fleeting touch, needing the brief contact even with him resting against his shoulder. ] Are you alright?
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this isn't anything like a club, really. he didn't expect it to be. clubs are simple to navigate, simple to lose people he doesn't crave the attention of in.
finally, he makes a show of thanking them for their company, speaking in dramatic length with a smile about how lonely he would have been otherwise, and refusing any offers of talking with whoever would like to later, much more intimately. when he slips away into the hallway, he doesn't have to wait too long for vie, letting him take what he needs to from his pocket as he relaxes considerably. ]
A handful. [ he knows the looks, has always known the looks, but he's more concerned with vie. he brushes his hand against his in something of a fleeting touch, needing the brief contact even with him resting against his shoulder. ] Are you alright?