[It really doesn't feel like it in the moment. Nothing feels like it could possibly be okay.
It's nice to hear, even against the acidic purr in the back of Min-Gi's head that says no, it can't be okay, nothing will ever be okay, this is insane and you don't belong here.
Usually a very powerful voice, paralyzed in the avalanche of everything else.
Min sobs ugly and he sobs hard, slowly sinking them both down to their knees when he just can't stand any longer. The space around them flexes and doubles back through a litany of uncomfortable shapes. Physical manifestations for feelings he can't or won't articulate. Judgment, pressure, longing, all made manifest through sacred geometry.
It's a while more until there's nothing left in him, and still a moment past that before he can finally catch his breath.
This shouldn't be such a big deal, he doesn't know why he's reacted like this. It's so...dramatic. Words don't come easy, and he pulls himself in tighter against the man who hasn't left his side this entire time. He hasn't cried this hard since Ryan left. And a panic attack? Never that he's been able to identify as such.
Give him a bit, pet his hair, hold him.
He should pull back and wipe his eyes. Apologize for the scene. The compromise comes with a small, exhausted murmur.]
S-sorry. I don't know why that happened. So stupid.
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It's nice to hear, even against the acidic purr in the back of Min-Gi's head that says no, it can't be okay, nothing will ever be okay, this is insane and you don't belong here.
Usually a very powerful voice, paralyzed in the avalanche of everything else.
Min sobs ugly and he sobs hard, slowly sinking them both down to their knees when he just can't stand any longer. The space around them flexes and doubles back through a litany of uncomfortable shapes. Physical manifestations for feelings he can't or won't articulate. Judgment, pressure, longing, all made manifest through sacred geometry.
It's a while more until there's nothing left in him, and still a moment past that before he can finally catch his breath.
This shouldn't be such a big deal, he doesn't know why he's reacted like this. It's so...dramatic. Words don't come easy, and he pulls himself in tighter against the man who hasn't left his side this entire time. He hasn't cried this hard since Ryan left. And a panic attack? Never that he's been able to identify as such.
Give him a bit, pet his hair, hold him.
He should pull back and wipe his eyes. Apologize for the scene. The compromise comes with a small, exhausted murmur.]
S-sorry. I don't know why that happened. So stupid.