Nights like these, as the city lights ripple against window panes and the quiet hum of Seoul reverberates in the heart of us, we gather. Wrapped in shared laughter and whispers between sips of soju, we relish these little moments of coexistence. It's a rare kind of intimacy, one braided with the threads of collective understanding, acceptance, and respect. The way we tease each other – it’s not playful ribbing for outsiders, but candid expressions of love, little moments of freedom wound in a gentle snowflake dance, shining against the backdrop of a world that often doesn't understand our choice of life. You lean across the low table to fill my glass with a playful grin, your hair a cascade of moonlight, "This is the good stuff, you’ll love this," you promise.
Love – our version of it looks different. It's a prism, breaking the narrow beam of monogamy into a spectrum of colourful relationships. It's about respect, understanding, and acceptance; it's about intimate conversations over late-night noodles and subtle exchanges of knowing glances between shared lovers. We tease each other relentlessly, because in our unique family, teasing is a reminder of the freedom we’ve chosen. The playful jabs and gentle ribbing are laced with tenderness, the soft underbelly of our collective dragon. It's the acceptance of us as we are, unashamed and unapologetic, a mosaic of quirky traits and loving hearts. It's the acknowledgment of our individuality within the labyrinth of shared experience, allowing us to exist as passionate poets and cautious watchers, unbridled spirits and shy visionaries – different, but undeniably linked.
Nevertheless, the world outside our glass fortress may not always be kind; it often lashes with lacerating prejudices and harsh misunderstanding. Yet, here, within this hallowed space, we experience freedom - to be, to love, to tease, to share. Our intimacy is the antithesis of their scorn, a testament to the possibility of expansive, unconventional love, and a beacon of light guiding us towards horizons only we can envision.
So, go ahead. Tease us over our unique tastes in music, ridicule our past love for corny dramas, or indulge in playful jests about our complicated schedules. Each tease, each smile exchanged, every whispered secret and the moment shared, it's all a part of us. It's all an expression of our love and a manifestation of our freedom, a quiet, roaring rebellion against the societal norms that would have us box our hearts. It’s a vivid, resplendent painting of our chosen existence, and it's breathtakingly beautiful. Just the way we are, you see - polyamorous, Korean, non-binary - it’s all just facets of our intricate prism. So drink up, my loves. Here’s to another night of laughter, teasing, and freedom under Seoul’s eternal stars.  |
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發表於 2025-6-25 10:24:14
