𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ‖ 𝐒𝐊𝐙

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Tere Tulemast tagasi like wie geht's meine lovelies??

I spoke Estonian, German, and English at the same time wtf

Anyway new chapter and uhuhuh small like teeny tiny warning because this chapter may be disturbing for some readers but then again why tf r u reading this because this story's genre is literally murdering/guns/dr3gs etc so if you feel disturbed by these kinda stuffs so shoo shooo (nicely)

Today's SOTC isssa "Take It Slow" by Milky Day <333

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(Few years ago-3< years ago)

Jeongin was sobbing uncontrollably. He struggled to breathe and could not utter a word. For the time being, he is content to let his emotions take control. His fingers were trembling vigorously, and his throat felt sore due to the numerous heartbreaking screams. Jeongin constantly looked at his pale red hands. The vivid memory of grasping the pistol and shooting the man in the legs severely wounded his heart like sharp, shattered glass, which carved "murderer" in his heart.

And he regretted every single second of his action. Being murdered is better than hurting someone.

There was more. For the first time in his life, Jeongin got into a fight with his parents?? He seemed to have no clue this would happen. Everything happened so unexpectedly that it became impossible for him to comprehend. What was going on? What happened? His mind became overwhelmed with questions.

He demanded answers and, above everything else, peace. Jeongin reached for his mobile and attempted to unlock it. He needed someone who could offer him comfort; he desired it. Who

would be awake at 2 a.m.? Chan.

He hastily dialled his number, but a sudden ache in his chest caused him to hiss in frustration. His vision grew distorted, and his mind could only detect a faint buzzing noise. The boy used all his energy to answer it, "Channie Hyung, if possible, can you come to pick me up... e-emergency." Jeongin responded as he tried to suppress his breath, not wanting Chan to worry about him.

"Innie, is everything alright?" Don't worry, I'm coming. "If something happens again when I'm on my way, don't hesitate to call me again, hmm?"

"Yeah," he finally said before hanging up the phone. Jeongin knew there were no sprinkles of energy in his limbs, yet he forced himself ahead to dress. Once, after he had managed to do the least, he heard the knocks.

"Jeongin, what happened!? What or who do I need to beat up?" Chan asked in a concerned tone, his hands travelling to the younger one's face, inspecting every feature. "Channie, nothing happened. I-I just felt... I don't know, I just wanted someone." Jeongin tried the most to cover his emotions, but after the touch of the older, he couldn't bear it anymore. All the tears he had held back flowed down his cheeks. "I'm sorry, I h-had the- an uh.. a-argument with my parents. I just needed you." Chan embraced the boy, letting him melt into the warmth. "A big hug for you; do you want to talk about it?" Jeongin only shook his head in reply. Chan didn't ask further and respected the boy's decision while letting him paint his shoulders with tears.

"What do you plan to do next? Do you want to visit my place or?"

"Can we go for a walk? I want some fresh air."

♡

They were both resting on a bench in a park near Jeongin's house. Neither spoke a word, and they didn't even have to. They enjoyed one another's presence and the breeze drifting between their bodies. Jeongin lifted his head to get a better view of Chan. Their gazes locked, leaving Jeongin flustered and uncertain of what to do. He nevertheless rested his head on Chan's shoulder once again.

"Hyung," Jeongin asked, earning a faint hmm from Chan, "why do you always bother to take care of me? Like, anytime I'm sick, you rush to see me and help take care of me when my family wouldn't attempt to, then you packed me meals when my parents went for a vacation regardless I had enough money for it, and now I asked you to see me at midnight, and you arrived without any excuses?"

Because of the sudden question, Chan positioned himself to face Jeongin. "Because I like you."

"But when BamBam Hyung asks you to do something, you always reply with do it yourself?" Jeongin replied in a mocking tone.

"Well, priorities, and I don't like BamBam the way I like you."

"But I have brothers, and neither of them acts the same as you do..."

"I never said I see you as a brother, did I?"

"So what do you see me as then?"

Chan smiled at the younger's curious expression; he intertwined their fingers and said, "Innie, I've always seen you as someone I desired to take care of, someone with whom I could really find love and comfort, someone with whom I would really like to spend the remainder of my life, someone I could perhaps cuddle to sleep with and wake up to see their sleepy face-and all the flirty compliments I try giving you every day aren't just for fun. I actually intended them. I freaking love you, Innie, not just as a friend, but also as a lover."

Chan felt relieved. He's finally been able to unleash the words he had clutched for so long. Jeongin, on the other hand, gripped the older male. He broke down in tears. The words could not have been more perfect, and his mind echoed what Chan had said.

"W-what if I wanted you to kiss me?"

Chan was obviously taken aback by the younger's unexpected remark; he hadn't expected it to be so bold, but he did as he was told. Chan cupped his hand over his face and carefully brought their lips together, immediately melting away into the contact. The flavour he had been craving for so long had finally been fulfilled: sweet, delicate, rosy lips, regardless of the saltiness of blissful tears. They soon drew apart, causing them to lose themselves in each other's gaze. They were brimming with love. Words were unable to express the love; nonetheless, the eyes did. They said all they desired to say, and even their smiles spoke louder than words.

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Idk how I feel abt this chapter, but I do feel confident abt the next chapter, so please look forward to it.

kissikissikissi ʕ •ₒ• ʔ

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