love you both
i love you more
love you both
i love you more
Yunho tries to believe he can have this.
OHHHHHHHHH. tries to believe. TRIES TO BELIEVE. i can't believe this is the last sentence. well actually, i must try to believe. because holy shit. that gentle shift from... from refusing to even see, to let himself know the truth about how mingi feels about him and then trying to believe it anyway. my sweet yunho. him and his faith. you have to take that leap of faith, and maybe a leap of faith is just every conversation we have trying to let ourselves be understood and hoping, believing, that the other person may be able to understand. or, at the very least, may believe you. believe in you. oh.
The way Mingi had used foam to sculpt faux puppy ears while washing Yunho's hair made it just as good as a hot spring, though. Better even.
his puppy, his devoted dog,
In the middle, tucked away to keep them safe, are the photos from the onsen.
im crashing out. this detail, ugh. you are just so good! so good. it's that balance of reading and imagining but also reading and remembering. like this shit actually happened. you're so good.
Tick-tock.
Time passes, seasons change, I still feel the same about you, won't you let me in?
"I don't want the world." Simple. Decisive. Plain. As if there is no truth out there stronger than this one. "I only need you."
how frightening. how comforting. how very them...
That Jeong Yunho is a fucking hypocrite. He carries a bible with him on every tour. Its cover still reeks of plastic. He caresses his rosaries, buys a new one in every city, layering them over each other like the beads will stop his greed from seeping out of him. They don't stop him from being a selfish man. A sinner ruled by carnal desires, wielding them as excuses.
all of life is this big contradiction but yunho you love him you Love him!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mingi doesn't let him run away. He sits his full weight on the tops of Yunho's thighs to prevent him from speeding back up.
that's right! put him in his place! fuck!
He's suspected and thought and longed. But he's never known.Knowing doesn't make things less painful.
everything hurts
Yunho doesn't want Mingi to wait anymore.
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A beat late, but perfect anyway.
a beat late but perfect anyway A BEAT LATE BUT PERFCT ANYWAY
Yunho was born to give Mingi what he wants, to reciprocate until he bleeds dry.
there's nothing in the world he wouldn't do for him...
But Yunho is a horrible, weak man. The thought of Mingi touching someone else, kissing them, smiling at them, makes him want to throw up violently, his body expelling the nightmare from his physical form. As he swallows down the sudden onset of nausea, Mingi continues to rub his face against him. His hips are still moving, massaging Yunho's cock, but the pleasure can't distract Yunho from the burn of Mingi's lips whispering against his jaw.
mingudding i think i feel something in my heart
All of those moments. All of his failures. Those are what the looks mean, Yunho wants to shout.
to fail is the greatest gift because then you get to... keep going. and aren't all these hardships, all this suffering, isn't it just proof you've been touched by the object of your devotion? (mingi). why isn't that enough?
The sight had pierced straight through Yunho. Mingi must have snuck it off of Yunho's bedside table when he'd crept out in the morning. Whilst he'd been in an ancient cathedral, gazing at stained glass windows and praying for courage as the wooden bench made his hips ache, Mingi had been decorating himself with Yunho's faith.
you're making me insane. the details here, the wooden bench making his hips ache, including the fact that he freaking goes to church when he's abroad, all the rosaries mingi wears, to feel closer to yunho. i wonder if mingi ever feels like he's competing with god. doesn't he know yunho loves him like a devotee. like he's lost and mingi is the only shining light
That first night of Mingi's return, as the younger slept a room away, Yunho had turned to his bible and longed to find an answer in the yellowing pages.
oh my god............
He had foolishly thought that the hiccupy giggles were a sound only he got to hear. Special, just for Yunho
oh my baby...
One hand was holding a white bag with a bag of honey-butter chips
which was a big deal, who did he bribe for those? did he stock up just for mingi? im going to sob
"I know," Mingi says. Leaning forward, he nuzzles the tip of his nose against the side of Yunho's cheek.
My heart...... my yungi infused yungi addicted heart.....
Divine punishment sees a muscle spasm in Yunho's thighs
God said: TELL HIM YOU LOVE HIM! DONT YOU KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN TO HIM?
Yunho isn't ready for today to end yet. He doesn't want to go back to being bad Yunho. Craven, covetous, cowardly Yunho. Yunho, who fucks his best friend stupid and then pretends not to spend every waking minute of an unworthy life thinking about him.
But you don't have to be. You don't have to be him anymore. It's never too late to change. It's aways the perfect time to change.
In another life, Yunho would be better. Be someone who could want in moderation, happy to let Mingi slip out of his grasp. An honest disciple who confesses to his sins when caught. A devotee who drops to his knees and opens his mouth to pray for long-term salvation instead of short-lived forgetfulness.
mingudding, writer of my lifetime....
trung out and surrendering to the one thing Yunho has learnt he is good for, distracting him from the numerous ways he is bad.
you are so much more, yunho. you are so much more than how you make others feel.
Owning up to it feels like a death sentence.
what is life but a death sentence?
wishing he could put the emotions surging through him into words.
"The Sound of Settling" by Death Cab for Cutie
I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots that my tongue has tied off, my brain's repeating if you've got an impulse let it out, but they never make it past my mouth.
He stupidly yearns for it all the same.
It's not stupid, Yunho. Don't listen to the voices :,)
He's always looking at Mingi
"What you focus on changes your life" Song Mingi said that once
For some reason, despite wanting to be happy, good Yunho for once, it hurts more than normal.
Because you're making realizations, Yunho. Realizations that this can't go on...
It's easy like this, focusing on his base desires.
Base desires sounds so animalistic... like the dog he sees himself as...
That if he gives his time and his mouth and his hands and his cock, Mingi won't notice how Yunho will never be able to give his heart.
tears in my eyes...
Waits when Yunho distances himself after, ashamed and guilt-ridden. Is ready when the wanting grows unbearable again and he succumbs to temptation,
he's waiting for mingi to give up on him because he sees everytime he lets himself love mingi be a giving up on himself. but yunho it's okay to let go of these rigid standards you set yourself to, to have empty hands again, because then you can hold onto him
Channels the patient man he has slipped into the skin of, and just watches.
The performance. But Yunho, every you is still you, even the one you hate being, even the one you can pretend to be. The fact you can play this role is a testament to who you are, and you are someone who would sacrifice yourself to love the boy you love
Give Yunho something to delude himself into thinking there exists a reality where Mingi wants him as much as he wants Mingi
It's so hard for him to believe, oh. My sweetheart...
It's love, Yunho thinks to himself. Maybe it always has been. Not that it makes a difference.
Let it be love.
Contorting himself to squeeze in where he soon won't fit.
Oh baby you always fit into his life. He Loves You.
Believes that if he can fuck Mingi well enough, channel all his muddled tenderness into raw physicality, he can somehow pay off his debts
Oh Yunho...
Just a boy with large dreams and wavering self-confidence, loved by a boy with religion as a crutch for his crippling insecurities.
"religion as a crutch for his crippling anxiety" oh my god. you've nailed it. the yunho characterization. the complex role of religion. oversharing, but when i first started learning more about yunho i was absolutely shocked and stumped by his faith. this is the parasocialism taking over but i genuinely, genuinely would think about it, turning over the idea of god and good and faith and why in the world ateez jeong yunho held onto it so strongly. i'd say even up to two years ago i never "got" religion. i remember in high school reading a book called "the god delusion" because i was raised absolutely devoid of faith and had so much trouble Believing in myself better yet something greater than me. but, things started to make sense. i think maybe that just takes time. but i remember being in agony wondering why the hell jeong yunho, who is good in every way i understand the word, needs religion. what's so wrong with him? i would ask myself. it's one thing to be born with faith, it's another to choose to hold onto, to come back to it. i had been taking that evil and sin class as well as that diary class and was deeply contemplating the role of confession in truth and why is it worth it to even say any of this out loud. and, well, it's because you get to be yourself after. after so much repression, so much secrecy, so much hating yourself for being who you are, in the end you're going to die so you might as die Yourself. thank you for this. it's like these past few years of my life have been articulated
there's his cute, odd tooth again. A remnant of the normal person he used to be before he was rocketed into stardom.
am i going to burst into tears? this story is so lived in, their characters are so alive and real
standing at the temple of his hips,
you're a genius
a well-timed squeeze to the roundness of his ass
i'm sure!!!!!!
Mingi's small, desperate noises drown out the timer in Yunho's head. He knows that it is counting down the minutes to the end. Chooses to ignore it anyway.
Yes, Mingi isn't the type to give up on you. He's Mingi after all. What does time mean in the face of... love? Well, too much. But also: nothing at all
Mr Falling Down And Wandering after all.
teahee
soft underbelly,
this puppy!
His Mingi. Smiling down at him and playing with his hair. Laugh threatening to rip across his face because Yunho hadn't been as quiet as he thought.
are you perhaps in love with song mingi too?
A way that ebbs and flows and leaves him breathless from struggling against its current.
i love the extended water metaphors, how water flows naturally and to work against the tide is to set yourself up for struggle. taoism and how if you have to force something too much it's the universe's way of telling you it isn't for you. oh yunho. you are fighting so much against your own want and feelings and love, the universe is trying to tell you something.
halo around Mingi's head
an angel! but he's not an angel! he's just mingi....
"What are you thinking about?" Mingi asks, staring down at him, fond."How much I want you."
im tearing up. im also listening to emo music so that isn't helping
he's a simple worshipper at the feet of the sun. A parishioner caught in the endless cycle of sinning and seeking forgiveness. A devotee built to look upwards at the blinding glow, shielding his eyes from the brightness as he prays.
because like this he becomes attached to this being deemed bigger than him. he doesn't have to be catalyst of his own life, he can be absorbed into something else entirely, his purpose someone else's, his want something else's. small in his own life isn't small enough.
Like this, Mingi rises over him, making him feel small.
which is how he loves feeling....
"I don't think cumming in an onsen is going to heal my chest fracture."
You never know...
This is still all Yunho has to offer. The only act he can give.
you're lying to yourself, yunho. you're lying!
"You deserve the world, Mingi-yah. Anything you want, anything you dream— you'll get it. I know it."
He believes so much in him, I'm crying. Because to Yunho, that's all real.What he feels is so real to him... What he believes dictates everything about his life. He believes Mingi will go far and he believes he won't and so he think, he knows, it'll never work out. But he's wrong.
The distance stretches, keeping them apart.
He wants to be Mingi's equal in every way, be the man he deserves, but he's Too Much. Too hungry. Too... Yunho.
Yunho is scared that one day the denied want will overcome him completely, and he'll ruin them both.
oh my god. the word ruin here. because they'd be left unrecognizable, destroyed landscapes of people, without the other.
Don't leave me behind, is what the weak, cowardly person in Yunho wants to say."I'm proud of you,"
i feel violently ill. don't leave me behind. DONT LEAVE ME BEHIND. it's like standing still while watching everyone run ahead. don't forget me here, in your memory. i think of all the people you meet for the last time without realizing, condemning them to this thing called the past. lucky for yunho, mingi's been knocking on his door all his life, just open the door for him.
Mingi's calm appreciation of their surroundings, shows his true, considerate nature. The one that shines through when he's relaxed and comfortable
Are you perhaps fond of Song Mingi?
vaccination scar on his left arm into his fragile mind
my perfect mingudding
And Mingi, bright, burning Mingi, deserves to be whole. Untouched by Yunho's hunger.
You know, Yunho dehumanizes himself, seeing himself so lowly, but at the same time he dehumanizes Mingi, seeing him so highly, putting him up on that pedestal. Let him be hurt, wounded, loved by you, Yunho. He's just human, too. Doesn't he deserve to be human too?
formulae
Latin...
Other times, they never meet, brute strength pushing against an invisible barrier that has Yunho turning snippy and Mingi storming out of a dorm he doesn't live in.
YOU ARE AMAZING!!!!!! your writing. omg. i'm lapping it up like an... an animal!
Yunho is the asshole
So he can Be an asshole because he sees himself that way already, he believes. I see. But also because being an asshole requires nothing of him, no true expectation, more, it's a lacking. A void of where something else should be (obedience? kindness? consideration?) What do we call that failure? And why is it we are always trying to rise above it? Why are we born way down here, so far away
only he gets to see the true extent of it.
WE KNOW! FUCK! i love how you implement so much of reality into your writing it is truly a touchstone of... of their relationship, wading between fiction and reality. All fiction is a true story, somewhere, sometime, for someone
"Imagine if you'd filmed it now your tits are bigger. Atiny would probably have fainted."
the voices are so loud...
Carve Mingi into the backs of his eyelids so the vision can never leave him.
This isn't very holy of you Yunho. You're supposed to only see God... Oh silly how could I forget, he's made a mantle of this man he loves. He gets down on his knees for him. He prays. He fears. He wants more...
For Mingi, the sea. For Yunho, Mingi.
you romantic sap, mingudding, you romantic sap!
free from judgment and the threat of separation
What is the world without judgment? What would we do? And does he perform in fear of judgment? Is that what it is? But from who? Mingi? Or himself. Because he hate himself for not being able to control this one thing... his want. It's proof of his undoing, his animal nature, his straying from God. God and religion being related to obedience, and Yunho not being able to tame his emotions.... making him just like the rest, meaning just like every other person. Human.
A drop of rain in a desert.
Makes mud!
Worries about how the more Mingi gives naively, following Yunho's whims, the further he will be dragged down into the dirt with him
The dirt isn't such a terrible place to be...
He's back to being plain, boring, and unassuming in the worst way, Yunho.
my precious yunho ;-;
There's no choice. Yunho allows the wound to fester. He's tempted to press against it to see how it hurts, how alive it makes him feel. It doesn't matter. The hurt from today won't minimise the want. Won't reduce it, no matter how much Yunho gives himself up, prays to be good enough so he can be the man Mingi deserves.
The no choice here, the fate of it all, he's doomed because he wants, he's saved because he wants I'd go as far as to say that his want is what makes him a human, it's what sets him off the path of fate. Because yes there is fate, it's that we're all going to die, but some of us still Want anyway. And I'm beginning to think that's the whole point.
even if he can't say the words out loud.
But he does say them. They're engraved on the roof of his mouth
Happy. Mingi is happy, and Yunho will pretend he can be too.
The performance
"Very relaxed, Mingi-ssi," Yunho breathes. His dazed joke attempt sets the other off into giggles again, and the joyous noise brings about a sense of finality.
I love them.
"Keep being good for me, puppy.
Despite it all, I had to stop here and go, yeah, hot.
Song Mingi hasn't been innocent for a long time. Not since the first time Yunho had shoved his tongue into a willing mouth, full of feelings too strong for a young adult to put a name to, and made his best friend come in his pants, hoping it would extinguish the embers of lust in his gut
This part makes me lose my mind, imagining younger Yunho not able to hold back any longer and kissing Mingi and it's Mingi's first kiss and Yunho is so far from being able to call it love. It's heartbreaking
. Maybe if Yunho is destined to be shunned from heaven for his gluttony, he can fool himself into believing the pleasure Mingi gives him is a close enough substitute
He wants so badly for that to be enough, to be able to take from Mingi what he wants and have that be what he wants, but it isn't. It isn't enough because it's all mental and not physical. Sex is so in your head, such a mental experience, while also being so purely physical. The mind makes up for what the body can't comprehend and in that gap... it's almost as if Yunho feels so much that he cannot process it as anything but something too much for him to deserve. He feels so much his mind has to call it something else entirely. Well, baby, it's love.
Wax under a candle flame.
so interesting to see hm fluctuate between being the thing to burn and damage mingi but then mingi to be the one to melt him... these two fire signs... an aries and a leo :,)
Feels good
feels good, sounds good, tastes good - when does sense become being? And do the senses, does how we perceive anything, matter when we don't have faith? When we don't also Believe?
Good
howly shit
Fool himself into believing there is a reality where he can be good
Fool, fall for it, the leap of faith
satisfy
Did you know "satisfy" comes from the Latin noun "satis" meaning "enough."
Yunho wants to be good.
And isn't that everything?
"Sh, be good
'Be good," oh mingi you don't even know the half of it...
good
But to Yunho, good is scaring Mingi off and sparing Yunho of ever having to face himself. Is that really good, Yunho? How could it be?
Yunho had stared blankly at the ceiling and mouthed the prayer engraved in the roof of his mouth.
This is the greatest sentence of all time. My jaw dropped. The prayer engraved in the roof of his mouth, spoken over and over again like it's the only thing that could save him. Saying it out loud.
The other part of Yunho, who strives towards God and cradles his rosary when he can't find his way, remembers he can't let greed convince him it would be worth it. To sacrifice Mingi's chance at happiness, to steal it for himself.
He holds God so highly here. That's fascinating. it's almost like yunho can't be the main character here, in his own life, he needs to be part of something bigger because he's afraid of just having to exist with himself and his want. so it becomes about God, it becomes a test, it becomes a test of faith, in himself and the universe.
scrutinised surveillance twenty-four hours a day
the panopticon...
"It's unfair if you don't reciprocate."
In a panel I went to once, someone said "in the pursuit of happiness, there is no justice" in regards to love and relationships. because you may Want and Want, but simply wanting isn't enough for someone to want you back or to want you in the way you want to be wanted and that isn't anyone's fault... and so there is no "fair" and there is no "justice" (i need to go dig through my notes and read more about that)
"I can't relax around you."
because he has to Perform and be Good Yunho
he will never be perfect enough to deserve Mingi aside
careful yunho, you're mixing perfection with goodness... oh.......... steinbeck east of eden's "now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good" Im screaming
a long, run-on sentence that's slurred in one breath
even this sentence alludes to how yunho thinks they should've ended by now.... oh! the anguish!
he wants and he wants. Wants in a way no amount of confessions spoken in a stuffy wooden booth can absolve him of.
you've mad the yearning so palpable i am huffing in his longing fumes, his wanting fumes, and i'm so sad for him. all he ever did was want... and even that feels like too much to him.
butter
mingudding and butter
Hurts because Mingi is right in front of him, and all Yunho can do is sit there and stare, stuck with his own thoughts and feelings. Wonders how he can ever do enough good in his life to deserve to be beside him.
Yunho acts as if... by doing enough good he can somehow qualify to love Mingi. Oh Yunho, you can love anyway. The concept of "good enough" is so belittling and freakish. Self worth being something you have to accomplish, not something you intrinsically have, it really feeds into this concept of life as a performance and Yunho just has to perform Well Enough to be worth anything at all. Sad shit!
self-conscious of how he must look like a wet dog.
What a puppy! Dog mention... Yunho loving with the devotion of the ground, face in the dirt for his hunger...
It had taken a lot of concentration for Yunho to force the white, fluffy cotton into such a neat square
Thank you for writing these smaller details out, they make Yunho feels so real and alive to me. Also this is just so endearing I had to stop and scream into my hands. He's so careful, so freaking careful around the boy he loves.
continuously returning to Mingi, a familiar resting place.
like the north star, or a tall building in London :)
churning in his gut
I really love how you play around with language and use words that denote something more, something filthier here. Usually it's "churning in his stomach" but the word gut here is so... animal. Like an animal that's already dead, guts out on the floor. Churning in his gut, oh it makes me shiver. Churning where he's most animal, the messy intestines that are of no use anymore...
Disappointing Mingi, as he always did, Yunho had responded with a shrug.
I really get that sense of determination here, fate, that the way it is is how it will always be. Yunho thinking he's always disappointing Mingi, it reminds me a lot of how in religious contextual stories the protagonist is meant to fear God, and in that fear is love. That quote:
Love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. It’s like a religion. It’s terrifying. No one will ever want to sleep with you.
mingudding
hi mingudding
. We need to keep an eye on both time and space, as both are central to border crossing. Walls alone should not take up all the analytic oxygen
this pull quote
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Jungkook had told himself that he’d forgotten the slight curl of Seokjin’s hair, the way he pulls the back of his collar up to block the sun but keeps the front down to show off his collarbones.
I LOVE YOU KIM SEOKJIN
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