my blood is singing with your voice (I want to pour it out)

For a moment, Junmo just watches them sleep. They look peaceful like this. So much so that he almost forgets the chaos it took to get here.But, well, only almost.In truth, he finds it hard to forget. It's become easier, sure, now that a sense of normalcy has found their lives— or returned to it, depending on how you look at it. And Junmo really tries to hold onto that and believe in that sense of peace.Nights like these, he doesn't know how to.ORJunmo dreams he loses the people he cares for most, but wakes to a reality much less cruel.