@Woo Jiho I won't hold it agianst you, no..
You're probably tired if you pass out talking to me..
Distraction? is everything okay?
*swallows and nods*
Let's go?
@Jimin Oh please, it won’t kill me to spend an evening talking…
I’m sure if I end up passing out, you won’t hold it against me?
I need a distraction too anyway…
/ruffles your hair/
Of course I’m here.
@Woo Jiho *i can only sigh and shrug*
I dont want you to not get rest because of me… we dont have to talk.. you being there is already big help..
*mumbles softly, taking in a shaky breath*
@Woo Jiho *sighs softly as my eyes close, leaning against you more*
*i give you a little smile at the joke* I dont know if it's mine either.. *whispers softly*
probably.. but will i be able to sleep? *i shrug, answering my own question*
@Jimin /wraps my arms fully around you when you lean closer again, squeezing you gently/
that's not home to me~ /tries to joke a little/
come on... you probably need to rest...
@Woo Jiho Oh.. *pauses from moving away*
i-if it's yours.. I want to..
*mumbles before leaning back into you*
I... I thought you meant the p-pair house..
Home? *my body stiffens as i look up at you wide eyed*
H-home? *i repeat as i blink at you, thinking you mean the pair house* i.. i dont want to go home..
*shakes head as i start to pull away from you*
You've been enough help Jiji..
heck youve done more than he has since the incident..
*sighs as i listen to the sound of my breathing, trying to clear my head*
it's ok...
/I rub your shoulder, it breaks my heart to see you like this, but I can't tell you this, this is not about me/
I can understand that feeling...
I wish I could help...
you wouldn't trouble me...
you can mope all you want...
/I take your hand with my free one and massage the imprints, hoping to relax the skin somehow/
this is the right time to be needy
*sniffles*
I dont.. want to trouble you
I'm already a handful moping around lately...
*gulps as i look at the crescent imprints on my hand from me digging my nails into him*
i dont want to be nedy anymore..
/I squeeze your frame closer at your sad words/
I'm so sorry, Jiminnie...
/frowns/
do you want to sleep at my place? It's not much but it's better than a couch...
I dont know what to do anymore..
i just hurt and feel numb all over..
i've just been sleeping on a couch in the mansion..
or crashing on my managers' couch pretending i fell asleep from meetings with them
*leans my head onto your shoulder*
/I play with your hands as I listen to you/
it's a tough job... that's all I can tell you... I don't know what's important to Kookie.... but how could he not think you important?
I know waiting is not fun...
/I can feel your hands Are shaking and I squeeze them harder/
Did you try to send him a text?
/I move closer to you, so my shoulder presses against yours/
/I stand up, drag my chair closer to yours and then sit down again/
I’m sorry, Jiminnie…
/I reach into your lap and gather your hands, massaging them with mine/
He didn’t leave you any message?
