[it's not stupid, not if it bothers him. the why of it is a riddle that daeshim is still working on. yes, he spoke jasper's name, he remembers it. he was sharing his memories. but why would lennon be upset by that?
he doesn't like what he's doing, the way he picks at the blanket and chews on his lip. he doesn't like it because lennon, who usually has such confidence and nonchalance, suddenly seems very worried and sad. it's even worse because he's the reason for it somehow.]
I...reminded you of Jasper...
[he sounds it out slowly. think, fae, think. everything was going so nicely. the human was warm against him, the flower bloomed, he said jasper's name-
there's a flashback in his head, a faded memory of the sound of jasper's name on baein's lips, and the way that had made him feel. even now it makes something unpleasant roll up inside him. daeshim sits up on his knees and reaches for his hand.]
You're Lennon. It's Lennon's hand that I'm holding, and Lennon's lips that I've kissed. And it's Lennon who I'll spend the night with, thinking of no one else.
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[it's not stupid, not if it bothers him. the why of it is a riddle that daeshim is still working on. yes, he spoke jasper's name, he remembers it. he was sharing his memories. but why would lennon be upset by that?
he doesn't like what he's doing, the way he picks at the blanket and chews on his lip. he doesn't like it because lennon, who usually has such confidence and nonchalance, suddenly seems very worried and sad. it's even worse because he's the reason for it somehow.]
I...reminded you of Jasper...
[he sounds it out slowly. think, fae, think. everything was going so nicely. the human was warm against him, the flower bloomed, he said jasper's name-
there's a flashback in his head, a faded memory of the sound of jasper's name on baein's lips, and the way that had made him feel. even now it makes something unpleasant roll up inside him. daeshim sits up on his knees and reaches for his hand.]
You're Lennon. It's Lennon's hand that I'm holding, and Lennon's lips that I've kissed. And it's Lennon who I'll spend the night with, thinking of no one else.