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[faeshim]

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[faeshim]

i love the rain. turns everything greener. makes it smell so clean.

i like kissing in the rain. have you ever kissed in the rain?

[privatechat]

I've never kissed in the rain... but I like the way it smells too and the sound of it.

[faeshim]

i'll show you. next time it rains, if you want.

[privatechat]

[ He's less annoyed now. ]

Mhm.

Being annoyed feels frustrating. Like inconvenienced or... just AHHH >:|

[faeshim]

oh.

like when you take a shower and forget me.

[privatechat]

Forget you? What do you mean?

[faeshim]

when you go to the shower. i always hope you'll take me with you. i wait every time.

[privatechat]

You have two feet...why don't you just come in?

[faeshim]

i could. i have done that before. i could put myself in your space, and wonder if i am really wanted.

being invited would feel nicer, i imagine.

[privatechat]

[ Is Daeshim being a little passive aggressive or is Lennon just imagining it? Hm... He reads the text a couple times. Maybe playing this question game really is good for them... ]

I would tell you if I didn't want you in the shower with me. I'll try to ask sometimes, too, but you can join me on your own and trust me to tell you if I want my own space for the shower.

[faeshim]

i'm not sure it would matter.

[if lennon told him that he didn't want him there. because daeshim also is what he is. boundaries don't always mean a lot.]

so i must wait until i'm invited.

[privatechat]

What do you mean?

[faeshim]

you're mine. that's what i mean.

but i want you to be happy. i want you to like me. i do. so it's difficult sometimes.

[privatechat]

[ Lennon's quiet for a while, not answering the messages right away. He keeps starting to and then setting the phone aside not even sure what to say. ]

You're... so annoying sometimes.

[ But... he's Daeshim's and Daeshim's is his... sort of... ]

What if sometimes I want you to join me without my asking and sometimes I don't?

[faeshim]

[it's a good question, and the fae hums as he reads the words.]

a signal.

we need a signal. so that i'll know the difference.

[privatechat]

What kind of signal would work for you?

[faeshim]

[another difficult question. what would be enough for daeshim to not just...ignore.

the answer seems obvious, but it's not. not for a fae, anyway.]

if you want me to join you, you leave the door open.

if not, close it.

[privatechat]

I like that. Okay.

[faeshim]

ok.

whose turn is it?

[privatechat]

[ He has no idea. ]

Yours.

[faeshim]

ok

[because he really does have a question.]

why did you let bae drink from you?

[privatechat]

[ Oh.

Have a long wait again. ]

Because... you care about Baein.

[faeshim]

[he can be patient when he wants to be. like now. and while the answer doesn't surprise him, it still confuses him.]

you were afraid. i felt it.

and i know it hurts.

but you did it anyway, because i care about bae?

[privatechat]

If he was hungry or he couldn't control himself because he wouldn't eat then he would be upset... you would also worry and I didn't want you to worry or be sad.

I was scared and it did hurt but you were there and I trusted you.

[faeshim]

i care about you too

i worry about you too

you don't have to sacrifice yourself for him or for me. i will find a way to take care of you all.