Ship/Member: jeonghan & soonyoung Major Tags: N/A Additional Tags: enlistment, genfic, the passage of time, author has not touched math in years Permission to remix: yes!
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Soonyoung remembers the minimal amount of time he'd spent studying for Suneung — it feels trivial to remember this now but there's something about a minimum amount time spent on one thing versus a near infinite amount of time spent on another that compels him, in those last days with Jeonghan.
The minimum amount of time he gets to spend with Jeonghan isn't by choice, but there are concessions to be made, always. Time spent together that he needs to enjoy, no matter how scarce.
When he was studying for Suneung, in between long days at the practice room and an endless commute to Maseok, he'd tried to make the most of it too. If this idol thing didn't work out the least he could try was making sure that he didn't have to retake Suneung next year, or worst case only half of it. He'd salvaged a string of 2 and 3s across the board in the end, and by the time the next Suneung rolled around any thought of retaking it was out of his mind: the thing he'd spent a near infinite amount of time on instead of prep books had carved out even more space for itself. Except — when it crept up on him, late at night when he wasn't sleeping, during standby at broadcasting stations, in one company car or another, on the plane to Japan and back, waiting in line to enter the stage. It wasn't that the thought never left him, but it lingered, like an old safety net he wasn't so sure would even work anymore.
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Minimum time with Jeonghan-hyung means: hooking his chin on his shoulder at the airport before their flight to Germany, tangling hands under the fluffy business class blankets on the plane, sharing a wall between their hotel rooms, making Jeonghan take his stupid little pics for Instagram outside their hotel in Berlin — crying in his arms after the show because the hourglass has almost emptied out.
It's strange to think that he'll be next to leave after Jeonghan, that the end of Jeonghan's time marks the start of Soonyoung's remaining limited time, an endless loop or overlapping circles, maybe. Soonyoung wonders how enlistment will feel — a near infinite amount of time?
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Minimum time with Jeonghan-hyung, with himself, means: a proportionate opposite amount of love to distribute, expendable to infinity, filling in all the crevices forming as time erodes.
Soonyoung remembers the minimal amount of time he'd spent studying for Suneung, but there was something about inverse functions back then. If limited time produces love, then putting love into the inverse of that function must produce additional time — he's not so sure of the math, but he'll believe in it.
[FILL] carved out a place in this world for two
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: enlistment, genfic, the passage of time, author has not touched math in years
Permission to remix: yes!
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Soonyoung remembers the minimal amount of time he'd spent studying for Suneung — it feels trivial to remember this now but there's something about a minimum amount time spent on one thing versus a near infinite amount of time spent on another that compels him, in those last days with Jeonghan.
The minimum amount of time he gets to spend with Jeonghan isn't by choice, but there are concessions to be made, always. Time spent together that he needs to enjoy, no matter how scarce.
When he was studying for Suneung, in between long days at the practice room and an endless commute to Maseok, he'd tried to make the most of it too. If this idol thing didn't work out the least he could try was making sure that he didn't have to retake Suneung next year, or worst case only half of it. He'd salvaged a string of 2 and 3s across the board in the end, and by the time the next Suneung rolled around any thought of retaking it was out of his mind: the thing he'd spent a near infinite amount of time on instead of prep books had carved out even more space for itself. Except — when it crept up on him, late at night when he wasn't sleeping, during standby at broadcasting stations, in one company car or another, on the plane to Japan and back, waiting in line to enter the stage. It wasn't that the thought never left him, but it lingered, like an old safety net he wasn't so sure would even work anymore.
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Minimum time with Jeonghan-hyung means: hooking his chin on his shoulder at the airport before their flight to Germany, tangling hands under the fluffy business class blankets on the plane, sharing a wall between their hotel rooms, making Jeonghan take his stupid little pics for Instagram outside their hotel in Berlin — crying in his arms after the show because the hourglass has almost emptied out.
It's strange to think that he'll be next to leave after Jeonghan, that the end of Jeonghan's time marks the start of Soonyoung's remaining limited time, an endless loop or overlapping circles, maybe. Soonyoung wonders how enlistment will feel — a near infinite amount of time?
*
Minimum time with Jeonghan-hyung, with himself, means: a proportionate opposite amount of love to distribute, expendable to infinity, filling in all the crevices forming as time erodes.
Soonyoung remembers the minimal amount of time he'd spent studying for Suneung, but there was something about inverse functions back then. If limited time produces love, then putting love into the inverse of that function must produce additional time — he's not so sure of the math, but he'll believe in it.