Fics like little world fallin’ apart

They’re mobbed at the airport. What’s worse is they’re mobbed after landing in Gimpo, desperate for lower-body baths and their own pillows. This is not a welcome home, Chan thinks bitterly. This is not love. Indignation builds in his chest. Navigating airports would be so much easier if he could just move his kids around like plushies in a claw machine. Or wolf pups in a den. If he could scruff them by the backs of their hoodies, he would. If he could slink away to hide them somewhere secluded and safe, he would. No one would get in their way if he snarled and raised his hackles to say these are mine, leave them alone. And—pain explodes in his mouth. Every movement of his tongue feels like firecrackers against his teeth. There’s too much pressure in his sinuses, in his eye sockets. His jaw creaks. His canines pulse. What is happening? —Or, the shame-hunger-restlessness of idol life catches up to Chan all at once, and the wolf howls itself awake.

Fics like little world fallin’ apart

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