⊙ astronomy

@α☣lu han everyone has a safe haven. at least, that's what the beta understood.

although he's never thought of every nook and cranny as a place where he could think, breathe, be, he has found sanctuary in books, in the scent of coffee, in patches of grass high up in mountains (because the view of the night sky was always the most clear there, twinkling lights decorating a black canvas with color, with warmth, with inexplicable and immense beauty). he stares at the universe, realizes how small everyone is, realizes how small he is, and yet that makes him all the more humble. so it took him by surprise when he began feeling that sense of security in his classroom.

perhaps because it had a sense of pertinence. maybe, just maybe, because he was at the front, had the pleasure of taking notice of every student taking interest in his course, that it became a sanctuary, another safe haven. but more than this, he found sanctuary not in a thing, but a person, and that's something that terrified him, shook his beliefs upside down and over, because he's never felt secure with anyone, ever. he was always running away, hiding from bonds, not wanting to get close but -

but luhan was the sun, and his gravity was stronger than his will, so changmin found himself gravitating around the alpha. he was an enigma, but also not. a walking oxymoron, he thought, and it interested him immensely. he liked facts, he enjoyed calculating - numbers were his things. he enjoyed reading poetry, because that was a hobby he had, but emotions are uncalculating, metaphysical, terrifying - and this is all he felt for the boy that followed him all the way to the classroom, having accepted a night out.

"thanks for saying yes to... this night, by the way," the professor began, reaching his desk and hopping on it, legs dangling as he sat on the edge of it.

@shim changmin [ your classroom! o/ ]