"So, we're bonded?" Gulf says, incredulous.
"Seems so," Mew replies. He's sitting on the bed fluffing up his pillows while Gulf paces around in front of him.
"But we're both alphas!" Gulf cries, eyes demanding answers.
"That is true," Mew only sighs, now beginning to take off his bedsheets. Gulf can't believe his eyes; he's at his wit's end.
"So, this should be impossible right?" He tries to reason one more time. Mew stands up straight, hands on his hips as he ponders for a minute before replying, "Yup"
"So, we aren't bonded right?" Gulf tries to smile; he's going to be late for work if this drags on too much longer.
"No, we definitely are,"
The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat, whose tenuous muscular throbbing feels less like a metronome rather than a nervous ditty its tapping itself along to. The kind that people compulsively hum or sing while walking in complete darkness, as if to casually remind the outside world, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here." Jinyoung reads and rereads the words in the book, trying to convince himself Jackson isn't the first person who pops into his mind.
Re-post from Live journal.