#povertheroar

rkjinkis‌:  

_{jinki likes the notifications from his family. it makes him feel.. safe. that this is one part of the world where he can peel his layers away and be reminded that this is home. he’s not yet realised that a variation of home could be the dorms, despite his efforts to make it for everyone else, he still struggles quietly with that concept. so when jinki can go home or be reminded of his actual home, he fully embraces the idea with open arms.}

_{he hangs up his jacket when he enters, and it’s upon removing his shoes he’s attacked by three little rascals. ahyoung’s dog appears to be blending in well with katsu and donkatsu, so he’s relieved that nothing has been torn up or broken. then again, he’s pretty sure his family wouldn’t tell him because he’s the epitome of a worry wort. “did you also find those missing honey chips? i swear, i left them in my guitar case..” that sly grin is mirrored onto his face as he wraps an arm around her, briefly pulling her in for a tight hug. “missed you too, by the way. and i ordered more honey chips— they’ll arrive tuesday. bless you, amazon gods.”}  

_{at the sight of a glaring cat, jinki just has to pull away and scoop up maverick. family had to be met, and the pets sure were family. “did you annoy them all when i was gone, huh? did you? when rachel debuts, you’re going to have to annoy her so much, she wouldn’t want to leave.” after a few moments of ear rubs, he decides to briefly pop into the kitchen and give his mom a back hug and his (step)dad a fist bump. he missed her. he missed this entire family. knowing not to bother his parents any further, he decides to return and drape over the couch dramatically.}

_{“ohhh, i missed this.” he admits earnestly, peaking up from his spot to smile at rachel. “i really did.”}

at the mention of honey chips, rachel hushes more than quickly, though her silence doesn’t stop the half-sneaky grin in response. “well maybe you shouldn’t leave them in such irresponsible places,” she retorts, “you’re going to make katsu more chubby,” a half whine of upset follows, though she returns jinki’s hug just as tightly. 

having a familiar presence (and someone to distract their parents from asking rachel the same question in twenty different ways) is a relief and a comfort all in one- even if it’s going to be short lived. she watches as jinki makes his way around all the pets before finding their parents in the kitchen, and laughs when maverick meows in protest when he realizes his petting session is over. 

“i know you did,” she chirps, pushing his legs over so she can sit. “and you won’t in about two hours when you get the same ten questions about whether you’re eating enough or doing laundry like you’re supposed to, i’m sure.” rachel teases, though she knows that jinki is doing well, as well as he can with the life changes at least. “mom already complains that you guys are being worked too hard. just wait until you’re more popular.”

@rkjinkis​

convex isn’t a simple passing thought anymore, not to anyone. debut for the boys came and went, and now, what appears to have worked successfully, is the park-lee family’s rally of support around jinki. each of them still ride the wave of pride and bewilderment, and though she cautions and teases her (step)mother over texting him too much, it’s no match for how much rachel bugs him- in person, over facetime, through texts, all making sure that the most sensitive member of their little family was still managing to breathe through it all. 

and then he comes home for dinner, and it’s as if he had been off in a third world country with no contact for a year, and rachel can’t help but laugh. (it’s different when you see him in person at least a few times a week, she knows, but that doesn’t stop her amusement as mama lee teases him for not coming ‘round enough anymore.)

“you know, she starts, sidling over to her brother with a sly smile, “i almost swore you packed katsu’s sweater in your bag last time you came over. i couldn’t find it until yesterday.”