[nam soon can feel a sensation of panic rising in his throat. it's not when he hears the roar of that monster; no, it's when he sees heung soo falter. his eyes catch it immediately, slight at it may be, and he knows.
their time is extremely limited now.
each step forward is a progression; it moves them closer to their goal, but also causes heung soo a sort of pain that nam soon can only imagine. it's not just the physical strain, but the shitty memories that come with it. and nam soon is forced to watch from behind with worry at every step, the feelings of insurmountable guilt stinging in his chest as he's reminded (as if he ever forgets) that he's the reason that his best friend has to suffer this way. he almost falters himself, the threat of tears blurring his vision as they press forward. at this point, it's not the monster that scares nam soon. he's practically forgotten it's there — he can't even hear it anymore. he hears his racing heart pounding so hard that the sound resonates in his ears, and he hears the uneven sound of heung soo's feet hitting the ground with every step.
he's worried.
he's so worried, but so ready to leap into action and make sure that heung soo doesn't have a chance to stop. whatever it takes, his best friend is getting out of this place alive.
so when nam soon feels the cooler air against his skin as heung soo pushes the door open, he's not sure what comes next. there's a slight sense of relief that they've made it out of the building.... but that's about it. especially once they've made their distance and heung soo collapses to the ground.]
Heung Soo-yah! [the name slips from his mouth in a frenzied panic as he catches up to where his friend lays. as he forces himself to a halt, nam soon doubles over, hands gripping at his thighs as he fights to catch his breath. it hurts, burning from the speed and intensity of the run, coupled with the change in temperature.] Are...
[he barely wheezes out that first word before having to stop, still in need of more oxygen in his lungs before he can say more. his nostrils flare and tears still brim his eyes as he heaves those breaths before he can ask the question he already knows the answer to.] Are you okay?
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their time is extremely limited now.
each step forward is a progression; it moves them closer to their goal, but also causes heung soo a sort of pain that nam soon can only imagine. it's not just the physical strain, but the shitty memories that come with it. and nam soon is forced to watch from behind with worry at every step, the feelings of insurmountable guilt stinging in his chest as he's reminded (as if he ever forgets) that he's the reason that his best friend has to suffer this way. he almost falters himself, the threat of tears blurring his vision as they press forward. at this point, it's not the monster that scares nam soon. he's practically forgotten it's there — he can't even hear it anymore. he hears his racing heart pounding so hard that the sound resonates in his ears, and he hears the uneven sound of heung soo's feet hitting the ground with every step.
he's worried.
he's so worried, but so ready to leap into action and make sure that heung soo doesn't have a chance to stop. whatever it takes, his best friend is getting out of this place alive.
so when nam soon feels the cooler air against his skin as heung soo pushes the door open, he's not sure what comes next. there's a slight sense of relief that they've made it out of the building.... but that's about it. especially once they've made their distance and heung soo collapses to the ground.]
Heung Soo-yah! [the name slips from his mouth in a frenzied panic as he catches up to where his friend lays. as he forces himself to a halt, nam soon doubles over, hands gripping at his thighs as he fights to catch his breath. it hurts, burning from the speed and intensity of the run, coupled with the change in temperature.] Are...
[he barely wheezes out that first word before having to stop, still in need of more oxygen in his lungs before he can say more. his nostrils flare and tears still brim his eyes as he heaves those breaths before he can ask the question he already knows the answer to.] Are you okay?