alexithymia
subclinical phenomenon involving a lack of emotional awareness or, more specifically, difficulty in identifying and describing feelings and in distinguishing feelings from the bodily sensations of emotional arousal
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"𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨...
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FIVE DAYS AGO...
"chenle, do you recognise this person from your first sweep 2 months back?" jaemin came around with several photos in hand. his eyes flickered to chenles screen for a brief second to see him swiftly bringing down a tab.
"the bodies i cleared out all had masks" he couldn't have stated that any less blatantly. jaemin dropped his hand with the photos, switching to a friend roll rather than a work partner.
"what were you doing?" jaemin glanced at the tab that chenle had so quickly hid.
"you obtain answers from corpses, not from me" chenle voiced in a rather monotonous tone
"is it so hard to give a proper answer" jaemin sighed, his head shaking in light waves
"don't ask question you know the answer to"
jaemin glanced at the screen, then back at the mouse that chenle had removed his hand off of. abruptly grabbing the mouse from chenle, he tried to see what chenle was up to
realising that jaemin held the mouse hostage, chenles anger rose. he was already having a pretty gloomy day, and jokes just wasn't helping at this point in time.
rising from his chair, his hand clawed at the mouse under jaemins grasp, grasping the mouse from him without much of a fight
jaemin took one look and chenle and got the hint that he was not in a mood to joke right now
"ok...ok i got it. i'll leave" jaemin put his hands up in surrender and backed out of the room. chenle struggled to maintain his anger over such a ridiculous problem, but he was able to force everything down again.
slumping into his chair, he brought up the page again. in front of him was an amazingly photoshopped picture of an ID card, one that is basically a replica of Sungkyunkwan University's ID.
that was the uni hyejin attended
and chenle has figured this was going to be the only way he will be able to calm his overwhelming sensations.
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"where are you going" taeyong voiced as chenle's grasp on his key card hovered above the verification screen.
"nowhere" chenle grunted, reaching forward to scan his card, again being stopped by taeyong
"and you want me to believe that" taeyong scoffed, pulling chenles wrist so that his hand was away from the scanner
"let go" chenle jerked his wrist out of taeyongs hands, giving him a glare
"we're in the middle of a crisis . leave and you have the possibility to get yourself tracked" taeyong gritted his teeth, watching chenles unwavering gaze. with his unedging silence, taeyong has finally gotten the hint
