[jiho keeps his eyes straight ahead, waiting for the elevator to stop, waiting for the door to open and reveal a blood-stained brother or almost sister-in-law. he doesn't blame the guy for staring at him. he must look like hell. he must look like trouble. and jiho realizes then that he probably won't have much time to catch his breath after all, because this guy is sure to go straight into his apartment, lock the door, and call the police.
but then he says those words, and jiho's eyes are suddenly on him. jiho expected to wait a lifetime and longer, because he kept to his family, and anyone else he had words with - well, they were usually last words.
but he's not here to hurt this guy. he has no desire to hurt this guy. but he's probably going to end up dead anyway if he gets tangled up with him. so jiho reaches out, ignoring the scrawl across his wrist, all the way, and tries to get the elevator to stop on the next floor.]
You should go there and stay until morning.
[the elevator stops. the doors open. jiho gets out ten floors below eunsoo's.
i'm sure i can come up with more
but then he says those words, and jiho's eyes are suddenly on him. jiho expected to wait a lifetime and longer, because he kept to his family, and anyone else he had words with - well, they were usually last words.
but he's not here to hurt this guy. he has no desire to hurt this guy. but he's probably going to end up dead anyway if he gets tangled up with him. so jiho reaches out, ignoring the scrawl across his wrist, all the way, and tries to get the elevator to stop on the next floor.]
You should go there and stay until morning.
[the elevator stops. the doors open. jiho gets out ten floors below eunsoo's.
and promptly goes to his knees.]