sweating out confessions
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Hongjoong was silent through the next few pointed clicks of his mouse. Mingi pictured him—lip drawn between his teeth, brows furrowed, shoulders hunched, all vividly transplanted from innumerable memories—and sighed.
He longed for more capable hands, to melt, to soften, to mold Hongjoong into something more forgiving. He craved the permission to excavate what made Hongjoong so humble yet lacked the ability to produce anything but half-believed platitudes to fill its place. How could he when he carried so much of the same insecurity. How could he, when that mindset had infested the wiring of Hongjoong’s brain before they’d even met.
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- Part 1 of sweating out confessions
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He wasn’t sure when it transitioned from a letting-off-steam thing to just a thing. When did he start seeking Mingi out just to seek him out, taking any opportunities they had and deliberately making space for more to arise; when had Mingi started doing the same; which one of them toed the line first? It wasn’t like it mattered, because here they were either way, but he had to wonder how his self-control had slipped away so easily.
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- Part 2 of sweating out confessions