ᅠ 𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒 ᅠ

ᅠ wishing his mind would stop racing just for once . ᅠ

https://t.co/VwRNrRpzH3 i love gihun so much it hurts , he's safe with me forever

ᅠ he can already feel the permanent tension between his shoulder blades resolve just a little . ᅠ

ᅠ and as the other man proceeds to take out his own , he observes ; gihun doesn't remember the last time he had a smoke with someone , he remarks . it must have been with sangwoo , what seems like forever ago . the older man breathes in the smoke , fills his lungs with it . ᅠ

ᅠ as he accepts the item , gihun remembers to press his lips together in a half-smile , a way of showing his gratitude to the stranger . he doesn't spare the expensive lighter a look , but rather simply lights his smoke before returning it to him . ᅠ

ᅠ picking up a level of english good enough to hold a comfortable conversation . “i, ah... i need fire, please.” he gestures at the unlit cigarette between his fingers . ᅠ

ᅠ it would be a lie to claim he isn't at least slightly surprised by the stranger's welcoming response . gihun is used to people snapping at him over little things , condescending and uninterested tones — it's why he's learned to rely on himself more to survive out here , ᅠ

https://t.co/VwRNrRpzH3 already breaking my own heart with this account , help

ᅠ ᅠ ⠀ ᅠ 𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃 ⠀ ⠀ᅠᅠsupernatural oc ᅠᅠman of letters && professor ⠀⠀ᅠᅠformer catholic priest ⠀⠀⠀ᅠᅠ♯𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙴 / +21 ᅠ ᅠ

ᅠ attention . there's a weird feeling in his gut he chooses to ignore . ᅠ

ᅠ the toll it takes , the time it needs . it's been a mutual , unspoken understanding between them , he thinks . “what do you mean?” equal parts curious and cautious , he leans slightly forward in his seat . jun-ho's words are enigmatic , compelling him to pay them full ᅠ

ᅠ his eyebrows furrow , a soft crease forming between them . in all the time they've spent together , jun-ho has never brought up his brother , and gihun has never pushed the topic in return . after all , gi-hun himself knows the devastation of loss , ᅠ

ᅠ “excuse me, sir.” he calls out to @dutifuIservant , who happens to be the person standing nearest to him . he doesn't want to talk to any of them—— cold , faceless , miserable people , always rude and rushing to somewhere . but it's his only choice . ᅠ

ᅠ spotting another smoker . no luck . gihun turns his head again , now simply looking for the nearest stranger . he's desperate for the soothing feeling of tobacco burning in his lungs , tense and restless when he can't get it the moment his body starts to scream for it . ᅠ

ᅠ the small metal wheel spins under his thumb again and again , as if the last bits of spark it can still offer have any chance of growing strong enough to light up his cigarette . the spinning eventually stops— and gihun's eyes dart around the foreign place in hopes of ᅠ

// hopping on the bandwagon so I know who’s interested 💖

// my sl is canonically set post-finale but if anyone wants to interact inside the games then feel free ✨

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