It was the thing every time, Jae's parents would insist on an update from him on a monthly basis where they would sit and go through his report card and GPA, his father would make some snide remarks about his career choice being a mistake, Jae would lie through his teeth about what life in Evermore was like because he couldn't bring himself to tell his father that he moved out of the dorms a long time ago. He knew he would furious when he found out what was really happening, that Jae barely even knew that the dorm room looked like anymore. That his bed was left made and empty night after night while he was warming the space next to Han.

He couldn't bring himself to tell his father that he had fallen head over heels for someone and that he saw his future in him. He couldn't bring himself to break apart his family because of something he had chosen, not because he cared much for his father and his strict ways but because he knew it would mean losing his mother, someone who didn't have much time left. They all knew it and he could barely stand the idea of being taken away from her, even if he felt this sense of guilt in the pit of his stomach every time he lied to her. 

Jae reached out his hand to cup Han's cheek as he laid in front of him, he looked so peaceful but it also hurt him knowing how badly Han wanted them to be public, the star had been hinting for a while now that he wanted Jae to make the step and honestly, Jae felt he owed it to him. But it was so hard. Even if he could survive away from his parent's investments, what happened when he graduated if he couldn't find a job? Was he going to rely on Han forever? That hardly seemed fair. Jae sighed softly as he pulled Han closer "Hey...don't forget I'm staying at the dorm after class tonight" he murmured softly, almost sounding guilty as he spoke it because he hated being away from Han and he knew the star was going to pout about it. 

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He had been alive for 90 years and more yet there hasn’t been a day where the celestial hasn’t thought about how naive he is about the world. But hasn’t the world done enough to him and his kind? Why does he have to be there to deal with every bad thing that they hurtle at him? Why couldn’t he just… dodge and move on with his life? The celestial has only spent three years outside before he was stuffed inside a metal cage for the next few decades. He remembered holding onto so much resentment but now? He blanked on that chapter of his life, perhaps for the better. 

“Are you trying to say I’m old, Jaesung Moon?” He teased and pinched his cheek. They were devastatingly cringy sometimes, considering heo cheesy Han could be, but honestly after everything, him being childish doesn’t seem too off. He deserves this happy ending. He has had time to play with his body and ink, he likes to put tattoos there and Han found out the first time the needle started pricking him, that he had quite a high tolerance for pain. Ever since that day, he added one after another. 

“You always look damn good…” he chuckled and ruffled his hair. Jae is a handsome fella, nobody would dare say he’s not good looking. And he’s a campus heartthrob too, Han knew that, which makes him feel much prouder to know he gets to call him his. “Well that’s the best part” he purred happily, planning a trip is tedious and tiring but it’s also exciting. “I’m thinking… Mexico. And as for when, maybe in two months?”

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