"And why is that, Hyung?" Seojin asked, suddenly taking hold of my chin and lifting my head to meet his gaze. "We're men, you're supposed to feel disgusted."
His gaze this time felt like he was trying to call me out for what I was. I gulped. Was this perhaps a test? Were they trying to find out if I was gay?
Why, though? And why with this method? Wait, why was I reading too much meaning to it?
I had a feeling that they were only doing this because they didn't want me to feel disgusted by their actions. Honestly, I would never. Rather, I was the one scared that they would find me repulsive.
"I... Can't." I said. "I can't feel disgusted. Even if I do feel disgusted by any other person, not you two. You two are..." The sincerity in my gaze was seeping out and I was scared.
I lowered my head, afraid to say more. These two were the pillars on which I was still standing. If not for them, I would've given up a long time ago.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!