⚠️ 🔞 nsfw (sexual scenes)
he was free.
between fukui, ishikawa, hokkaido, and tokyo, sion was living his life like he was a free man.
at least, if you saw it through his instagram stories.
it’s the sashimi platter he had for lunch on monday, the abura soba he had for an awkward brunch next to the set, the ramen on wednesday and even the sukiya beef bowl he ordered for the whole crew on friday.
his followers knew he frequents tokyo’s ‘basement bar’, catching local indie gigs he discovered for the first time.
the internet saw him happy, but that’s not all that meets the eye.
dia pikir ini jalan yang dia mau, jalan yang dia harus tempuh demi kebahagiaannya. sion mati-matian berjuang untuk kebahagiaannya—berjuang untuk riku. saat itu, kebahagiaan sion datang karena dia bisa pulang ke riku, nggak masalah harus naik shinkansen lebih sering dari yang dia mau, atau harus sering menempuh perjalanan udara ke mana pun riku berada. menurut sion, semuanya jadi sepadan. sepadan karena dia bisa ajak riku sarapan sambil bergandengan tangan, sepadan karena dia tau riku nggak perlu lagi menangis sendirian.
semua sepadan karena sion melakukannya untuk riku, orang yang dia sayang, orang yang mengerti dirinya, yang paham rasanya disakiti oleh orang-orang yang mereka panggil dengan sebutan keluarga. semua ini jadi sepadan, walaupun sion harus mengubur kecemasan yang datang dari memaksakan project ini berjalan, bahkan ketika mami sudah memberi peringatan untuknya.
those days, sion felt like he could barely hold on either. he was forcing himself, forcing everybody to work faster, to work longer. it was exhausting, but this was the only way he could balance everything. he was on a tight budget, the one that eyang, surprisingly, sealed the final approval, but not before challenging him on his own words.
if only riku knew how far he was willing to go to make him happy. if only riku knew he had to endure all the wary looks from his family when he said, “bisa, eyang. sion bisa jalanin semuanya dengan budget segini. i’ll make it work, as both the producer and executive in charge.”
if only riku knew the embarrassment he was forced to endure, how jaehyun and eunseok take turns visiting him, sion knowing perfectly well they were sent by his parents or grandfather to check on him.
his followers never saw the private izakaya rooms where the cousins sit for hours sharing three plates of chicken wings and gyoza with draft beers that never seemed to run out.
“gue bakal bantu, yon. gue udah nemu sponsor buat drama lo, jadi nggak usah terlalu dipikirin soal itu. lo fokus aja kelarin shooting, lo jagain sampe kelar.” kata jaehyun.