[ he should say more, but what else is there to say? he's exhausted, and jaejin is hungover. they can discuss it more at a time that isn't so inconvenienced by that. ]
I love you too. [ vie gently rubs at his side as he looks at him. then, he shakes his head. ] I brought you some. And food. I wasn't sure how you would be feeling.
[ and despite the fact he wants to stay where he is and hold jaejin, he knows it's better to do that elsewhere. slowly, he pulls away from him and stands, leaning in a way he can gently grip jaejin's wrists and help him to his feet. even then, vie doesn't stray too far. if he feels sick or cannot stand too well, he'll blame it on both the alcohol and sleeping on the floor. still, vie tries to comfort him with another kiss, urging him to rest against him if he needs to. ]
Do you want to sleep more? We could do that together.
[ more than anything, he feels wrung out. it becomes more apparent when he ambles to his feet with vie's help, unsteady for a moment, but able to keep himself from swaying into him. he tries not to think of how ridiculous it is that he did this to himself, how unnecessary it was, hoping to shelve it for later when he can revisit it by his lonesome like he always does.
but he still returns the kiss to the corner of vie's mouth, conscious of how disgusting it would probably be for him to actually kiss him at the moment. with a breath, slow against the pressure in his head, he nods and hooks his pinky around vie's, starting very carefully for the bedroom. ]
Let's sleep. [ because even in his haze he can tell vie is tired, blurry around the edges. first, though: ] Let me shower before. You don't need to cuddle up with me like this.
[ this is what he believes their lives should be like. taking care of each other, crawling into bed and falling asleep together. it's what vie wants more than anything else, but he'll settle for this for now, catching the kiss jaejin presses to the corner of his mouth with a tilt of his head to deepen it. he can certainly taste the alcohol this time, and still, he tips his chin to kiss him again before nodding, trying not to smile at the careful way their fingers hook together.
everything about this man he would die for. there is no mistaking that. ]
I think you're beautiful, my darling. [ but more of that can come later when they're in bed. ] Can you stand in there on your own? How's your head?
[ of course he worries, doing his best to gauge how he feels as they make it into the bedroom. whatever jaejin needs he will do, but vie has to be certain to press him with that knowledge so he doesn't try to do everything on his own. not anymore. not when things are already so delicate as it is. ]
[ it's always so difficult not to get caught up in the way vie kisses him, the way it somehow balances out how terrible he feels with something so nice, so perfect. even if he leans after him just a little, it still leaves him pressing his lips together, something of a close cousin of a smile tugging quietly at the corner of his lips.
he wishes they could stay like this, just the two of them. wishes there wasn't anything else they had to worry about. he doesn't think things will ever be so simple and maybe that's what pushes him to press close to vie for a moment, tucking his face into the crook of his neck to steady himself again, pinky loose around his. ]
It hurts, but I can still stand. If it becomes a problem, I'll just sit down for a little bit.
[ he holds him close and steady, soaking up his warmth and the knowledge that they're still together. perhaps vie should soothe whatever worries he might have of this ending in less than seven days, but he will later. preferably when they're wrapped up together in bed. instead, he smooths his fingers through jaejin's hair and nuzzles him just slightly. they can have even more of this soon, and then, he won't have to worry about trying to keep him on his feet. ]
Don't take too long. I'll find something for your headache, and if you need me, I'll be here.
[ vie doesn't want to part with him, but he does eventually, certain he's safe in the bathroom before leaving him to his own devices. in the interim, he arranges things in the bedroom, turning the bed down and having everything they need nearby. then, he sits and waits, sending a message to sunni that they're going to meet later and talk. vie won't specify what and purposely leaves him on read when he responds because there's someone far more important he wants to spend time with right now. ]
[ jaejin doesn't take terribly long in the bathroom, but he does move significantly slower than he would usually, taking care not to aggravate his headache too much. thankfully, he doesn't need to sit down at any point, only taking an extra moment to let the warm water pull some of the tension from his shoulders. he's sore, but again, that's his own fault for sleeping on the floor instead of in his bed. once he dries himself off, he tugs on the baggy shirt and loose pair of boxers he brought with him and makes sure to brush his teeth, tired of reeking of alcohol.
when he looks in the mirror, he frowns at the darkness rimming his eyes, paying little mind to the damps ends of his hair. if last night and this morning has taught him anything, it's that he needs to stop defaulting to drinking when he feels powerless.
returning to vie in the bedroom, he perches on the bed next to him, leaning against his side and resting his head on his shoulder, quiet. after a moment, he reaches for one of vie's hands, slips his fingers against his and holds it. he doesn't say anything just yet, just takes the opportunity to enjoy his presence and allow himself to be clingy for possibly the first time. ]
[ he loves the way jaejin holds his hand. the intimacy of it, the lock of their fingers—he doesn't know if he'll ever tire of it. vie gives him what he needs without saying anything, pressing into him just enough to offer what reassurance he can with their proximity. then, slowly, he turns to kiss his damp hair while giving his hand a squeeze. if more could be said without actually saying anything, they wouldn't be in this mess they're in. they could live together without any other worries aside from the normal ones of life, and he wouldn't be married to anyone but jaejin. this could be their home.
vie lifts their hands and kisses the tender inside of jaejin's wrist. ]
Relax, my love. I'll hold you until you fall asleep.
[ there's no need to think about the previous night or the conversation they'd had. there's no need to tell him exactly what he's going to do because of it, shifting backwards onto the bed and urging jaejin to follow so he can spoon him from behind. once they're settled, he kisses the back of his neck and curls his arm around him. his voice is low as he murmurs, ] I'm never going to leave you. [ not as long as he has breath in his body. ]
[ the warmth of the water had nothing on vie, really. the breath jaejin lets out this time is one he almost didn't realize he was holding, something too much like relief at the reassurance. it isn't something he's used to actively seeking, unsure if it would just be another bit of added pressure. even before they're curled together, before he's secure against vie's chest, it feels better.
it won't be perfect, not really, but this moment is theirs and jaejin wants to keep it close. doing his best to push thoughts of everything else from his mind, he draws vie's hand higher, holds it against his heart. ]
Please.
[ because he doesn't know what else to say and even that feels just a bit raw. if their days together are numbered, he wants to keep him as close as possible, wants to fight for him and for this. the ache that starts in his chest only reminds him to enjoy this and he shuts his eyes, holds onto vie's hand. ]
[ vie doesn't know how to staunch this wound, how to convince jaejin that nothing is going to happen as long as he believes it to be so. sunni isn't a particularly big worry on his part; he does this, he'd told him. he tries to scratch down below the surface and tear things apart because he'd never really been happy about their arrangement or their marriage. his father had seen to it after learning of vie's ability, thought it useful in the scheme of things, and there had been a far darker one-sided attraction vie had used to secure his place. now, he thinks, none of that matters. none of it has since his feelings for jaejin had erupted into something real.
he feels it when jaejin whispers that word, when he begs him for something he doesn't need to specify. he knows. he's always known, and he clings to it almost as desperately as he pushes against him, dragging jaejin back to squeeze him close in an embrace so tight it would eventually grow uncomfortable. his lips brush jaejin's neck, the curve of his shoulder. ]
You are mine, always. Nothing will ever change that. [ his voice grows softer. ] Please don't worry.
[ it doesn't put an end to it, not really, but jaejin doubts there's really anything that would. he thinks, in a way, he's been wary of losing vie since they crossed paths and it has only intensified over the time they've spent together. this past week has been particularly rough in that regard, seeing vie crumple to the ground, waiting in the hospital with no news. trying to field sunni and failing, just as usual. he wants to believe everything will be fine. he wants to believe vie more than anything.
it's what makes him hold tighter to his hand, tuck back into his embrace. it might be too much later, but it's what he needs now and vie always seems to know. at the brush of his lips, jaejin presses his face against the pillow, letting it somewhat muffle the harsh breath his words draw from him. ]
I can't promise I won't. [ the truth, if nothing else. ] But I believe in you. No matter what happens, my entire heart is yours. It doesn't belong to me anymore.
[ it's the truth, at least, and vie takes it in stride, holding him tightly and doing his best to hush his worries with all that he is. the proximity should help—and the fact he's no longer drunk on the floor. they are small steps, things that vie can help jaejin control, and if this is all he can do for now, then he will do it as well as he can.
still, the pull of jaejin's words cause him to squeeze tighter, pushing his face into the back of his shoulder as he holds him. for someone like him, something like that is almost too much responsibility. he's barely managed to take care of his own; how would he do with someone else's? how could jaejin give it to him so freely knowing what their futures might be? how could vie take it and not want to protect it? what would he ever do if he lost it?
it's not something he wants to think about, nuzzling him gently after a moment of racing thoughts. ]
I promise to do my best to care for it. [ and he hopes, more than anything, that he doesn't mess it up. ] I love you, Jaejin. I don't need or want anyone else.
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I love you too. [ vie gently rubs at his side as he looks at him. then, he shakes his head. ] I brought you some. And food. I wasn't sure how you would be feeling.
[ and despite the fact he wants to stay where he is and hold jaejin, he knows it's better to do that elsewhere. slowly, he pulls away from him and stands, leaning in a way he can gently grip jaejin's wrists and help him to his feet. even then, vie doesn't stray too far. if he feels sick or cannot stand too well, he'll blame it on both the alcohol and sleeping on the floor. still, vie tries to comfort him with another kiss, urging him to rest against him if he needs to. ]
Do you want to sleep more? We could do that together.
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[ more than anything, he feels wrung out. it becomes more apparent when he ambles to his feet with vie's help, unsteady for a moment, but able to keep himself from swaying into him. he tries not to think of how ridiculous it is that he did this to himself, how unnecessary it was, hoping to shelve it for later when he can revisit it by his lonesome like he always does.
but he still returns the kiss to the corner of vie's mouth, conscious of how disgusting it would probably be for him to actually kiss him at the moment. with a breath, slow against the pressure in his head, he nods and hooks his pinky around vie's, starting very carefully for the bedroom. ]
Let's sleep. [ because even in his haze he can tell vie is tired, blurry around the edges. first, though: ] Let me shower before. You don't need to cuddle up with me like this.
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everything about this man he would die for. there is no mistaking that. ]
I think you're beautiful, my darling. [ but more of that can come later when they're in bed. ] Can you stand in there on your own? How's your head?
[ of course he worries, doing his best to gauge how he feels as they make it into the bedroom. whatever jaejin needs he will do, but vie has to be certain to press him with that knowledge so he doesn't try to do everything on his own. not anymore. not when things are already so delicate as it is. ]
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he wishes they could stay like this, just the two of them. wishes there wasn't anything else they had to worry about. he doesn't think things will ever be so simple and maybe that's what pushes him to press close to vie for a moment, tucking his face into the crook of his neck to steady himself again, pinky loose around his. ]
It hurts, but I can still stand. If it becomes a problem, I'll just sit down for a little bit.
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Don't take too long. I'll find something for your headache, and if you need me, I'll be here.
[ vie doesn't want to part with him, but he does eventually, certain he's safe in the bathroom before leaving him to his own devices. in the interim, he arranges things in the bedroom, turning the bed down and having everything they need nearby. then, he sits and waits, sending a message to sunni that they're going to meet later and talk. vie won't specify what and purposely leaves him on read when he responds because there's someone far more important he wants to spend time with right now. ]
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when he looks in the mirror, he frowns at the darkness rimming his eyes, paying little mind to the damps ends of his hair. if last night and this morning has taught him anything, it's that he needs to stop defaulting to drinking when he feels powerless.
returning to vie in the bedroom, he perches on the bed next to him, leaning against his side and resting his head on his shoulder, quiet. after a moment, he reaches for one of vie's hands, slips his fingers against his and holds it. he doesn't say anything just yet, just takes the opportunity to enjoy his presence and allow himself to be clingy for possibly the first time. ]
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vie lifts their hands and kisses the tender inside of jaejin's wrist. ]
Relax, my love. I'll hold you until you fall asleep.
[ there's no need to think about the previous night or the conversation they'd had. there's no need to tell him exactly what he's going to do because of it, shifting backwards onto the bed and urging jaejin to follow so he can spoon him from behind. once they're settled, he kisses the back of his neck and curls his arm around him. his voice is low as he murmurs, ] I'm never going to leave you. [ not as long as he has breath in his body. ]
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it won't be perfect, not really, but this moment is theirs and jaejin wants to keep it close. doing his best to push thoughts of everything else from his mind, he draws vie's hand higher, holds it against his heart. ]
Please.
[ because he doesn't know what else to say and even that feels just a bit raw. if their days together are numbered, he wants to keep him as close as possible, wants to fight for him and for this. the ache that starts in his chest only reminds him to enjoy this and he shuts his eyes, holds onto vie's hand. ]
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he feels it when jaejin whispers that word, when he begs him for something he doesn't need to specify. he knows. he's always known, and he clings to it almost as desperately as he pushes against him, dragging jaejin back to squeeze him close in an embrace so tight it would eventually grow uncomfortable. his lips brush jaejin's neck, the curve of his shoulder. ]
You are mine, always. Nothing will ever change that. [ his voice grows softer. ] Please don't worry.
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it's what makes him hold tighter to his hand, tuck back into his embrace. it might be too much later, but it's what he needs now and vie always seems to know. at the brush of his lips, jaejin presses his face against the pillow, letting it somewhat muffle the harsh breath his words draw from him. ]
I can't promise I won't. [ the truth, if nothing else. ] But I believe in you. No matter what happens, my entire heart is yours. It doesn't belong to me anymore.
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still, the pull of jaejin's words cause him to squeeze tighter, pushing his face into the back of his shoulder as he holds him. for someone like him, something like that is almost too much responsibility. he's barely managed to take care of his own; how would he do with someone else's? how could jaejin give it to him so freely knowing what their futures might be? how could vie take it and not want to protect it? what would he ever do if he lost it?
it's not something he wants to think about, nuzzling him gently after a moment of racing thoughts. ]
I promise to do my best to care for it. [ and he hopes, more than anything, that he doesn't mess it up. ] I love you, Jaejin. I don't need or want anyone else.