1:27AM ! markhyuck.

❣

09012021

donghyuck glanced down at his arms,
the paled lines on his skin countering his memories and he had to close his eyes, before his calming his breath.

jun, jun, think of jun,

not him.

the rocking of the trolley bus caused him to wince, as he felt the eyes of the boy seated next to him burn vines into his skull.

it wasn't really. . . bad, it was strange.

donghyuck scratched nervously at his tattoo, just wanting to cry in anticipation, the blossoming aroma of fall cinnamon and dead leaves hitting his breath.

"areㅡare you okay?" the boy stranger asked quietly.

donghyuck turned around quickly, forcing a smile upon his lips. "i'm fine,"

"not to pester but, you don't seem fine."

hyuck was silent.

"pretty tattoo by the wayㅡ
does it say 달? i like it, especially the little moon crescent."

i like it too.

"thanks."