𝒥𝐢𝐧͟𝐮.

head lifting up at the sound of his name being called and the faintest of smile appearing onto his lips at the sight of seeing mystery. 〝 hey .〞 mummers jinu in a soft tone , as he let's mystery comes closer invading his personal space.

he misses his boys.

⠀ eyes flickering from brown to golden , fingers gripping tightly into his hair. patterns spreading across his body , as gwi—ma’s taunts him at the constant reminder of how he’d betrayed his family , how he’d left them all alone. ⠀

⠀ how is this confusing you .ᐣ you were born and raised in the human world rumi … you should know this stuff more than I do. ⠀

he can still hear gwi—ma’s voice in his head.

when you say you’re not saying outloud , doesn’t that still mean you’re not denying it and I do have a slutty waist.

we didn’t need to know about this like at all.

same difference.

I wouldn’t be asking you what it means to have a slutty waist , then would I .ᐣ this human stuff confuses me.

too late to take it back now, i’ve already caught you red handed.

you remember that .ᐣ you must really like me to remember such a thing.

oh , i’m in shock didn’t think you’d even admit it outloud like that. you’re bold.

because you have all the answers for this human knowledge stuff.

I ——— you’re very immature you know that right .ᐣ

i’m being for ’ real.’