[ The last few times he remembers Nam Soon crying, he ended up doing the same. Not right now though. Even though Nam Soon is more hurt than he's ever seen him before - no, more hurt than he's almost never seen him before, Heung Soo doesn't feel like crying. The past while was terrible, and it was then that he was hurt.. even the relief right now isn't enough to bring him to tears. Maybe it's because of the difference between them, but a big part in it is also the fact that he's more worried about the other than anything else. So worried that he doesn't even really have time to consider anything else, or even his own feelings.. all he can do is keep holding Nam Soon close, literally being his support. Showing him that he's not really leaving. Not now, not ever.
But as he slightly glances at Nam Soon too (it's hard from their current position, but he manages to catch a glimpse), worry turns over in Heung Soo's stomach. He jokes that he's his hyung or his babysitter or any equivalent of it that means he's taking care of Nam Soon, and it's never fully true since he knows that the other has lived by himself for long enough, that he can do plenty.. on the other hand, there's a truth in it and these kind of moments show it. Even as children, it had always been him who dragged Nam Soon to his house to make sure he didn't feel lonely, to make sure he ate and slept well. Even as punks, it had always been him who held Nam Soon back at the moments when he was the closest to making a terrible decision, to bail him out when it was needed.
Even now, it's still like that. Not that Nam Soon doesn't look out for him in his own ways too, but on the whole he's always been the one who's been a little more unstable between the two of them, who needed a little extra support since he never got it the way Heung Soo did from his family after that funeral, after the first time he had seen Nam Soon cry this badly, so badly that he almost didn't know what he could even do other than just being there.
But now, even with the worries circling through his head - he knows the other hasn't eaten or slept well, and he's got to be the one to do something about that now - he understands it a little more.
They're not children anymore, after all.
And between them, things are-- ]
Nam Soon-ah.
[ The name is mumbled a little. Audible enough between the two of them, but just that - it's more to pull his attention than to really call out his name per se, really.
Even when the other looks up, Heung Soo - almost embarrassed, almost just a little unsure of himself - waits for a second. But then he steels himself the best he can while looking at that teary face, and a moment later he's leaning just a little more towards the other to cover the last distance between their faces and press his lips against Nam Soon's.
It's not like that night it last happened at all. It's not under the influence of anything else, after all, even if it was just their own desires being enhanced back then.. this time it's genuinely out of his own free will, because there's no better way he can transfer comfort and the sense that he's really here and that he will really stay here other than this. It's much more chaste because of it, and it probably feels incredibly clumsy, but at least the feeling behind it is entirely genuine as his hold on Nam Soon tightens just a little. ]
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But as he slightly glances at Nam Soon too (it's hard from their current position, but he manages to catch a glimpse), worry turns over in Heung Soo's stomach. He jokes that he's his hyung or his babysitter or any equivalent of it that means he's taking care of Nam Soon, and it's never fully true since he knows that the other has lived by himself for long enough, that he can do plenty.. on the other hand, there's a truth in it and these kind of moments show it. Even as children, it had always been him who dragged Nam Soon to his house to make sure he didn't feel lonely, to make sure he ate and slept well. Even as punks, it had always been him who held Nam Soon back at the moments when he was the closest to making a terrible decision, to bail him out when it was needed.
Even now, it's still like that. Not that Nam Soon doesn't look out for him in his own ways too, but on the whole he's always been the one who's been a little more unstable between the two of them, who needed a little extra support since he never got it the way Heung Soo did from his family after that funeral, after the first time he had seen Nam Soon cry this badly, so badly that he almost didn't know what he could even do other than just being there.
But now, even with the worries circling through his head - he knows the other hasn't eaten or slept well, and he's got to be the one to do something about that now - he understands it a little more.
They're not children anymore, after all.
And between them, things are-- ]
Nam Soon-ah.
[ The name is mumbled a little. Audible enough between the two of them, but just that - it's more to pull his attention than to really call out his name per se, really.
Even when the other looks up, Heung Soo - almost embarrassed, almost just a little unsure of himself - waits for a second. But then he steels himself the best he can while looking at that teary face, and a moment later he's leaning just a little more towards the other to cover the last distance between their faces and press his lips against Nam Soon's.
It's not like that night it last happened at all. It's not under the influence of anything else, after all, even if it was just their own desires being enhanced back then.. this time it's genuinely out of his own free will, because there's no better way he can transfer comfort and the sense that he's really here and that he will really stay here other than this. It's much more chaste because of it, and it probably feels incredibly clumsy, but at least the feeling behind it is entirely genuine as his hold on Nam Soon tightens just a little. ]