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Joon to Jin was never the one on the side-lines standing idle, because as the world shouted “You are not made for this, are you?” ,
Joon was the referee right there, “Hyung, let’s do this “and guide them through.
Perseverance.
Joon to Jin was never the slow lullness that sets in when you know you’re doomed to fall,
because as the world shouted “What now?” Joon was the hand on the shoulder, “Hyung, we got this” that was enough for them all.
Strength.
Joon to Jin was never the too-far-to reach post on a mountain, too difficult to climb, too high,
Because as the world shouted “they can’t, just how?” Joon with his dimpled smile had to say “Hyung we got wings to fly”.
Comfort.
Joon to Jin was never the genius with his sexy accent and English unapproachable and sly,
Because as the world shouted “what’s he saying? Is it just good looks?” Joon gave a nod to him to say “Hyung you got this! You just have to try”.
Belief.
Joon to Jin was never boredom, shards of unease or heavy tides that rose uncalled for,
Because as the world shouted “too different , is it right?” Joon showed him wonder, nature, curiosity “Hyung, it’s a type of crab,” that he would undeniably fall for.
Happiness.
Joon to Jin was never vines of discomfort or the vastness of grey skies that would drain,
Because as the world shouted “They can’t do it, can they” Joon was deep unwavering presence of “Hyung, we can” that would take away his pain.
Patience.
Joon to Jin was never too perfect, an idol modelled for the cameras or shadows of fear,
Because as the world shouted “Look to your-!” Joon looked only at him, all soft chuckles, quiet encouragement, clumsiness and deep voice “Hyung, I’m here”.
Peace.
Joon to Jin was never a complicated mess of a situation, he was just a pillar of warmth, goodness and all the incredible things that would give him butterflies,
and in his blue skies, this astronaut looked up, saw the clouds form the letters that would defy all the lies , they spelt:
Love.