CHAN
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though once yideun throws the straw on the table, chan finally catches up. kind of. âahâ youâre right! climate change is so important! itâs happening everyday!â he replies, almost choking on his words at first from how out of the blue it all is. but well, though chan might not be someone in drama or theater, but he does know his dramatics. âand here i am! in air conditioning! using straws!â
âi am part of the problem!â he stands up abruptly. his date looking at them both with wide eyes as chan reaches out and grabs hold of yideunâs wrist. âcome on, kiddo! we gotta get back to it, and pronto!â
chanâs a little slow on the uptake, but he catches up and thatâs all that matters. yideun steels his expression, only nodding his head gravely when chan finally musters up the nerve to speakâsomething something climate change.Â
itâs legit though. climate change is for reals happening and yideun spites the human race every day for it. heâd chuck his amazon rainforest killing iphone in the trash if the act wasnât performative because society demands heâs accessible. fucking stupid, if anyone asks him. he canât wait to retire to an idyllic and isolated life in the mountainside as soon as he drops out of university.Â
oh, wait. what was happening? oh, rightâoperation save chan hyungâs ass.
âyouâre party of the problem too,â he adds, pointing at the girl (no offense to the girl, but plastic straws in this day and age? clearly she doesnât watch enough youtube to give in to the influencers who think metal straws are not only environmentally conscious but also super sexy, which simply isnât what straws are made to beâsexy, that is), proceeding with an âiâve got my eyes on youâ gesture before chanâs yanking him out of the cafe. âTHINK ABOUT THE FUCKING TURTLES,â he manages, before heâs officially not within appropriately audible proximity.
and now theyâre outside and probably trying to get away from the cafe, where the poor girlâs wondering what sort of deep, irreversible harm sheâs inflicted on the environment (answer? many).
âokay, let go now,â yideun says, shaking his wrist. itâs hot as fuck outside and he doesnât even like human contact when itâs cold, aside from when he's inflicting physical harm on joowon when jousting for the last of the instant noodlesâat which point, itâs not a matter of donât like or like (which would probably make it a kink), but a matter of survival. âyou can transfer the 50k whenever.â he pauses. âmake it 60k, actually. adding a fat manwon as emotional reparations for hating the environment. just say you hate sea turtles and go.â
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( SMS â the real slim shady )
( â ) ok q
( â ) hypothetically if u were a young stud in the prime of ur life (LOL) and were juggling the romantic interests of (2) hot similarly young studsÂ
( â ) and those (2) hot young studs discovered u were two timing them thru some whacky hijinks and a TRULY abysmal breakdown of the proper channels of communication on ur part
( â ) and to take revenge on u for being an absolute fucking scumbag those (2) hot young studs in question decided to plot revenge and in the process became friends and made out like a few times??
( â ) how would u react
( â ) upon discovering that they were like, together, banging, vibing
( â ) what would u FEEL (if u were capable of feelings)
sms, hot 4 slendermanÂ
â FUCK U REPLACE MY RAMEN FIRSTÂ
(five minutes later)
â wait what the fuckÂ
â is it âtwo-timingâ if we didnt dtr tho lol idk how human relationships work
â clearly id eliminate them to save myself the headache
â if u liked it then u should have put a pension plan and life insurance on it bitch
â realistically tho why the fuck would i careÂ
â fuck who u wanna fuck that aint my businessÂ
â if im a young stud why do i need them
â wait
â if this is another one of ur storyboards ill kill u myselfÂ
â replace my ramen bitchÂ
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JIAE
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âdo you think i have what it takes to start an onlyfans? like if i just post some naked pictures and stuff.â she looks down at her body, then back at her phone. âi took some nudes for practice. do you want to see? can you help me pick one?â jiae leans toward him as if sheâs about to show him her naked pictures, which 1. she doesnât even have any, and 2. she wouldnât show him even if she did. she just likes to see his reactions.
lunch hourâs always a fucking mess, and yideun thinks itâs ridiculous that itâs the twenty-first century and he canât teleport or get sustenance through breathing. heâs lazy, first of all, and second of all, trying to navigate the campus when everyoneâs bustling about is the biggest pain in the ass.Â
heâs usually quick about itâgrab some food when he has to and hightail it the fuck out of the cafeteria, but today, he manages to spot a familiar face he doesnât hate. without much hesitation, yideun approaches jiaeâs table, waits for the buffer period where she acknowledges his presence, and then promptly sits down. reaching across to grab her cup of coffee, he takes an idle sipâa small oneâand scowls.
âdude, this tastes like shit,â yideun says, in lieu of any proper greeting. âprobably cost half your arm too. or a whole arm and a leg. wouldnât be surprised.âÂ
jiaeâs kind of a breath of fresh air in the sea of seongnam, and while heâs not the type to treat people as kindly as he could, jiaeâs personality complements his wellâshe can receive just about the worst of his temperament while returning it tenfold. itâs a feat in itself.Â
sheâs also low-key insane, exhibit 287387487387132 being the inquiry that follows.
yideun narrows his eyes, holding a hand up to stop her from leaning in too closely. he knows better than to think sheâs actually expecting any sort of feedback; knows better than to think that jiae hasnât got her hands full with charming tinder dates out of their savings. âfirst of all, gross,â he says, âand second of all, everyone knows you have to start with feet pics to make a profit. what are you, an amateur? use your head.âÂ
he clicks his tongue and shakes his head, like heâs sincerely disappointed in her lack of foresight (heâs kiddingâdoesnât know shit about onlyfans, but does know feet pics are alarmingly lucrative these days).Â
âhowâd your date go? i mean, up until the point i had to call and fake being murdered to bail you out.â yideunâs lips curl into a smirk. âsounded like a real charmer.â heâd like some coffee too, on second thought, but not from whatever shop jiae got hers from. "bet heâd be into feet pics.â
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current mood: got a really sexy bubble tea from gongcha but forgot to get the adjacent straw to slurp up the tapioca pearls. not literally, though heâd kill to have some bubble tea right this second, but figurativelyâemotionally, thatâs where heâs at.
because itâs really hard to put to words otherwise how one should feel when theyâre dropping by the big bad business building to do a professor a favor, only to be ACCUSED (accurately) by another professor of some humdrum accounting course for ALLEGEDLY (definitively) drawing random shapes and other nature motifs on the [stock photo of man and woman in suits looking dramatically into the camera, seongnam university blurred in the background; the title of the periodical reads âBUSINESS WEEKâ and the featured models are seongnam business students] magazines scattered around the lobby.
itâs actually only one magazine, and it hadnât been intentional or malicious. if anything, yideun had been absentmindedly doodling before realizing he was essentially vandalizing something. and by the time heâd come back to the lobby from running his errand, the crime had been discovered.Â
current mood: uuuuuuuuuuggggghhhhhh fuck.
the professorâs been interrogating him for a solid five minutes, probably, and yideunâs starting to feel his patience run thin. heâd like to think heâs pretty acquiescent to most bodies of authority, but thereâs not much to be done when even a simple apology doesnât seem to do the trick.
so with a heave, yideun lets out a long sigh that cuts straight through the professorâs tirade. âitâs not even that bad,â he says, tone flat. he jabs a finger at the magazine page. âi drew a tree. some flowers? deeply sorry.âÂ
yideun glances around, pinpoints @sgnbin, and decides he isnât going down without a fight.
âyo, puppy boy,â yideun calls out, pushing the magazine so it dangles right in front of binâs face. âdoes this picture offend your delicate sensibilities?â
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sir tonin
every two weeks, they run dangerously low on ramenâwhich is singlehandedly the sustenance that gets him (and probably joowon, for that matter) through the hell that is every single day. having to refill their dormâs stash, however, always seems to come down to a bitter battle of wits, strength, and courage (like rock-paper-scissors, but shut up). today, yideunâs the one dragging his feet to the convenience store.Â
itâs kind of nice to get a breath of fresh air, to be honest, and he hadnât even realized how long itâd been since he took a normal walk. granted, the sacrifice had resulted in his first completed painting in a long while, and yideun doesnât even hate it (yet), which is a milestone in it of itself. so, heâs not in the worst mood as he peruses the offerings, grabbing a bag for joowon and a bag of vegetarian noodles for himself.Â
unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. itâs only at the register as the cashier is ringing up a variety of other shit yideun needed (and was also requested to bring, or threatened into adding to his notes app, because that is simply how he and joowon operate) that he realizes he left his wallet at the dorm.
he kind of feels like a kid trapped at the grocery store checkout line while momâs run back to grab a couple of things. the cashierâs ringing shit up, and heâa mere child (in the hypothetical)âis paralyzed with fear because he doesnât understand what it means to have money yet that isnât 2,000 won to spend on milk after school.
thankfully, he spots @sgnseungsik out of the corner of his eye and immediately sprints to grab the older by the arm, zero explanation, and dragging him to the counter right as the cashier announces his total.
âspot me,â yideun says, and he realizes he should probably phrase it as a request after the fact. âspot me or youâre a coward,â he amends. wait. that doesnât sound right. âspot me please or i will starve.âÂ
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thirty-one
baskin robbins is a family-friendly establishment. thirty-one flavors! super exciting! so pink! so cool! so retro! so cute!Â
yideun crosses his arms against his chest and leans back against his very uncomfortable plastic chair, narrowing his eyes into daggers at @sejunsgn, whoâs sitting across the table much too blissfully unaware for yideunâs tastes. on most days that end in y, yideun doesnât belong in family-friendly establishments.Â
heâs not good with making friends and sometimes it just happens (usually against his will) but sometimes it really just fucking happens and he canât do anything about it, only has to watch his life flash before his eyes because hurricane sejun is here and he isnât here to play.Â
all to say yideun is bitter.
âcrocodile tears,â he announces, shaking his head, tapping his foot impatiently. the ice cream in front of themâa dent (okay, not really) in yideunâs wallet because he felt compelled to apologize for hurting sejunâs feelingsâuntouched. âyou fucking con artist,â he grumbles.
itâs not even that he doesnât really want to be friends with sejun. he doesnât mind, at the end of the day, but something about the series of events that have led them to this exact moment makes yideun feel like he needs to complain about it. for posterity. for Emotional Release as his therapist would say. for Cinematic Impact.Â
the glare eases up and yideun slumps against his seat, reaching an arm out to jab a plastic spoon into the ice cream. he leaves it there. itâs poetic.Â
âdonât you have better things to do,â he states, rather than inquires. âor better people to pester into being your friend.âÂ
yideun stares at sejun, scrutinizes him, and then frowns. some people are seriously just good-looking and friendly? for no fucking reason? donât people have to pick their battles?
âugh,â he says, with feeling.
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the thing is, while he knows @sgnwooseok and for all intents and purposes wholly and unequivocally tolerates him (which is really high praise, seriously), he doesnât actually hang out with him much. yideun doesnât hang out with anyone much if he has anything to say about it, but wooseok in particular seems especially respectful of how intent yideun is on doing 100% his own thing 100% of the time.Â
that being said, wooseok is a âââââfriendâââââ and also seungwooâsâwho is also a âââââââââfriendââââââââââboyfriend, so his integration into yideunâs life is kind of seamless, easy, and doesnât leave much room for yideun to protest.Â
so, yeah, sometimes they hang out. and most times the hangouts are at the campus cafe for ten minutes before yideun realizes heâs supposed to be in class (haha ârealizesâ), but sometimes theyâre not on campusâsometimes theyâre in the most nature-y of places that one could possibly find in seoulâs sprawling urban metropolis. sometimes a friendship is just two boys at the base of ansan, one standing on the ground and the other trapped upâyes, upâa fucking tree because he tried to help a very capable cat down.
âitâs fine,â yideun says, and it is. the breeze is really great from up where he is. he probably canât jump down without spraining an ankle or two, sure, but maybe he can take the day off from crippling pessimism to try to look for the bright side. âmonkeys are in trees all the time. humans are basically monkeys. darwinism. natural selection. evolution. science.âÂ
this is a fucking disaster.Â
yideun looks down at wooseok, who is probably rightfully concerned. the cat, too, is now in wooseokâs armsâand at least yideun has that single positive to this otherwise terrible day. one tree for hwang yideun, one safe cat for mankind or whatever.Â
âshould i just jump,â he deadpans, and itâs mostly to himself more than anything. itâd be stupid. would wooseok catch him? would he not simply turn into a wooseok pancake instead? maybe seungwooâs spidey senses would be alerted and heâd run over and save the day or something. âor should i just become one with this tree. be zen or some shit.âÂ
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love + reveal me + drunk + mad + draft đđ
LOVE !
sms, cho hyunjoo the goatÂ
â why do i have to say it
â dont make me fucking say itÂ
â ..................
â cant i just say thx for bein a pal my dude and move onÂ
â ............................Â
â fine jackass
â i âc*reâ about u a slightly more than normal amount
REVEAL ME !Â
sms, cho hyunjoo the goat
â ok iâll âmind my own businessâ if u âmind ur own businessâ when i drag ur ass across the ground???? dont talk shit abt hyunjoo ever againÂ
â WAIT FUCK
â NOOOOOOOOOOOOO NOT U
â I DONT CARE ABOUT U FUCK OFFÂ
DRUNK !
sms, cho hyunjoo the goat
â my theem sogn lol
â [ link ]
MAD !
sms, cho hyunjoo the goat
â NO FUCK UÂ
â U RLY SIDED WITH JOOWONÂ
â INF RONT OF MY FUCKIN SALADÂ
â WHO ARE U AGAIN????? IDK LOL BYE
DRAFT !
sms, cho hyunjoo the goat
â uuuugh u do kind of cramp my vibe *DELETED
â but like maybe itâs ok to have a cramped vibe for u *DELETED
â disgusting dude fuck outta here *DELETED
â no hyunjoo u are the epitome of instagram influencer princess and i hate that about u but i will learn to forgive u for it eventuallyÂ
â but remember our friendship is on thin iceÂ
â so dont try 2 sell hair and nail gummies to me everÂ
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whoops
WHOOPS !
sms, son junhyung
â no hyunjoo not all cute boys deserve ur attention
â as a boy i will say we all fucking suck even if âjunhyung is sooo niceâ
â oh
â sorry man talkin about a diff junhyungÂ
â oh waitÂ
â nvm im talkin bout u after allÂ
â whats up lolÂ
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for what itâs worth, yideunâs actually kind of diplomatic about most things. like, material attachment to worldly things is super 2019 in his opinion, and if someoneâs going to borrow his favorite mechanical pencil and forget to return it, heâll remember, yeah, but he wonât demand it back or tack on interest to some invisible debt a la new world (2013).Â
that being said, he kind of is really attached to his bag. it wasnât expensive, by any means, and itâs not some fancy brand or one-of-a-kind. it justâyâknowâhas the perfect amount of pockets, doesnât jangle too loudly or too quietly when heâs walking around campus with his fifty-thousand keychains, and itâs just big enough to carry all of his shit without making it look like heâs into the wild-ing his campus experience.
so, yeah. heâs kind of pissed that someone had the fucking nerve to throw up in it. and he gets it, in retrospect. there werenât many other options except for, haha, the wide open street maybe or the trash can that was a couple feet away, last night. and yideun doesnât want to dwell on this, but he does want an apology (and maybe a dry cleaning tab covered or something, but seriouslyâapology first).
he doesnât really know the perpetratorâs name, only his face and where his dorm is because yideun had very painfully escorted him back. maybe he should also demand reparations for the muscle ache he has in his neck from trying to lug this dude back to his dorm, while heâs at it. yideun will have to play it by ear.Â
lurking outside gong hall doesnât sound foolproof, but then he spots him (@sgntaejoo) and immediately makes a beeline straight for him, shoving the evidence (in a recyclable paper bag because THE ENVIRONMENT IS ON FIRE IN A BAD WAY) against taejooâs chest.Â
âhey,â yideun says, in lieu of any proper introduction. âyou got your puke on my bag last night. ring any bells, wild child?âÂ
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heâs tired.
in the metaphysical sense (something something emotional repression since the tender age of high school or something) and the literal, physical, very-fucking-right-this-second sense (went to sleep at some odd hour after having a text war with a strangerâand he now has approximately fifty photos of his middle finger in various different places in his dorm room to show for it).Â
so, yeah, heâs tired. as fuck.
and while heâd love to sleep a couple of extra hours before slamming his head repeatedly against an empty canvas in a mandatory studio class later today, heâs unfortunately on the edge of failing this gen. ed. class, and after swearing to his sister that heâd haul ass and at least pass this year before thinking seriously about dropping outâwell. nap forgotten, yideunâs in class and sullen about it.Â
not to mention the professorâs talking about some sort of group project and yideun has definitively not learned a single thing about korean history over the course of the semester. he knows the basics (king sejong was the og, mad respect) but without a good partner, heâll probably bomb. and while he doesnât know much about @sgnhyunjae or his grasp on the ancients, yideun forces himself to be optimistic.
retrieving his phone from hyunjae after prodding the other to punch in his number so they have some sort of direct contact, yideun taps out a single message (itâs hwang yideun) and presses sendâ
only for the message to float a conversation from last night (this morning??) to the top instead of starting a new one.
a conversation filled with way too many pictures of middle fingers.Â
âwhat the fuck,â yideun mutters, mostly to himself before he jerks his head up and narrows his eyes at hyunjae. âit was you? youâre the middle finger fairy that haunted my nightmares last night? what the hell.âÂ
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SUBIN
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   he frowns at his friend at what he says, though subin knows better now than to take what yideun says to heart. maybe a little while ago he wouldâve still believed him, but heâs older and wiser now, having learned enough from the one (1) Fried Chicken Incident a little while ago that heâs confident about his âhyung powersâ working even on this hyung.Â
   âi have friends!â he says too quickly, defensively even though he knows yideun is (probably) teasing him, grinning afterwards. âsee? oneâs right here,â he comments, pointing his finger right at the older, poking him in the process. âletâs get our food and eat~â
leave it to subin to get excited over a fried egg. itâs kind of endearing and maybe yideun does have a soft spot for him, but heâll admit it when he dies, probably. not because he derives a particular sort of joy from convincing everyone around him that he hates them, but things always get troublesome when people know too much about him.Â
when subin pokes him, yideun canât help but stare, almost flabbergasted. seriously? the nerve? a fucking freshman being this cute in front of him? yideun frowns. some people are forces of nature in a way heâll never understand. âletâs sit on opposite sides of the cafeteria,â he says, clearly joking as he walks right past subin to place their orders and pay (for both, because heâs a sucker but shut the fuck up). Â
while waiting for their food, yideun crosses his arms and looks pointedly at subin.Â
itâs kind of easy to talk to any of their hyungs because yideun has zero filter and zero respect, but sometimes he has to grapple with what to talk about with subin. not because heâs uncomfortable around subin, but he realizes belatedly that heâs kind of cautious around him. like he might taint this weird aura of sunshine that subin radiates by saying something along the lines of carpe diem letâs overthrow the fuckinâ government!Â
and heâs about to say just that, when he sees their number flash above the pick-up station. he makes a beeline straight for it, picking out their trays from a line. staring at the soup, yideun realizes belatedly that he canât eat half of itâblinded by his desire to burn his tongue off, he had to get something laden with beef. god, is his brain working properly today? he grabs subinâs tray too on second thought, marching right back toward the younger boy and pushing it into his hands. thereâs a suspicious bowl of a bright red sauce the cafeteria ladyâs dished out for him at request of something so spicy i cry. at the very least, yideun has this going for him.Â
âyou donât have class today?â yideun finally asks, over his shoulder, instead of his initial, how do you feel about anarchy lol. he squints, trying to find a decent seat in the cafeteria. âor are you skipping?â he adds, not because he thinks subin actually is, but because yideun is.Â
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âMADâ
MAD / ANGRY !
sms, yooa
â WHY CALL IT A TIGER SHARKÂ
â IF IT IS ALL SHARK
â NO FUCKING TIGERÂ
â science blows it cant even answer my most fundamental questions
â im suing the jackass that named this thingÂ
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happy / tired / scared
HAPPY / EXCITED !
sms, jo danbiÂ
â heh
â in a good moodÂ
â bc i saw my roommate roll off his bed LMAOOOOOOÂ
TIRED / SLEEPY !
sms, jo danbi
â itits 4am what thfuck
â lol tits
â idk
â wuold easi ily choose 5 yr old danib oevr 5 danbisÂ
â Ur a fucking handful
SCARED / WORRIED !
sms, jo danbiÂ
â JO DANBI WHERE TF DID U GO
â WDYM UR GOING TO PROTECT MY HONORÂ
â DONT PICK FIGHTS W MEGAJOCKS U ASSWIPEÂ
â DANBI???????????????
â oh my god she fuckin dead
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JOOWON
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yeah, joowon would rather be vored by slenderman than worry about this.
âwhy do you get to be the human sacrifice?â joowon grouses, shoving his hands in the pockets of his jeans. âwho are we sacrificing to? is this like a naked sacrifice or a clothes on thing? why would slenderman want a naked sacrifice?â yideunâs right, though. this blows. still, he half-expects yideun to have all the answers to the problems of the universe or something. he expects yideun to fix this problem, mostly because he doesnât want to be the responsible one in this scenario. what comes out of yideunâs mouth isnât⊠fixing anything. itâs just a lot of yelling.
and slenderman.
âsure, get slenderman to just stop by the gift shop and pick up a flashlight to bail us out.â although, for the lack of a better ideaâif you canât beat âem (and joowon canât think of a more productive solution to their problem), join âem. cupping his hand around his mouth, he yells, âSLENDERMAN, WHAT THE FUCK IS UP? WEâRE JUST TWO DUDES, THREE FEET APART, WITH DELICIOUS FLESHââ
he breaks off as a loud noise, almost a growl, cuts through the night. âwait what the fuck was thatââ
well, okay, he wouldnât recommend getting lost in the wilderness at ass oâclock to anyone, but if that was on the itinerary, heâd probably suggest Getting Lost in the Wilderness at Ass OâClock with a Buddy. unfortunately for him, his buddy is joowon, who seems to be just as unequipped and ill-prepared for wilderness survival as yideun is. which makes sense considering theyâre collectively one giant hermit crab.Â
theyâre probably not doing anything productive by literally yelling into the void and probably attracting the attention of whatever carnivorous beasts dwell in wait for dumbass humans like them, but itâs kind of like a coping mechanism too. slenderman isnât half as scary as he could be when theyâre basically propositioning themselves to him.Â
thereâs a lot for them to unpack if/once they survive this.
heâs pretty content with screaming until someone finds them (isnât that how most things work? screaming? until the world acquiesces?), but then thereâs a loudass noise that startles yideun. he nearly stumbles, instinctively hiding behind joowon (and using joowon as a shield, but if asked, heâll refuse to admit it).Â
âwhat the fuck did you do,â he hisses, like it was only joowon yelling about slenderman. theyâll probably die here, and maybe itâll be the most unglorious thing yideunâs done in his life (which is saying a lot), but at least the forest is kind of nice. âwas that something growling? does slenderman growl? are we being tailed by a fucking wolf?â
he clamps his eyes shut before taking a wary step backward, fist curled around the fabric of joowonâs shirt to pull him backward too. theyâre going to get the fuck out of here if itâs the last thing yideun does. he still has to finish watching the world of the married, and heâll commit murder himself if he doesnât see the finale.
âcâmon,â he whispers, even though he has literally no idea where heâs going. the only thought in his mind is that heâd probably like to go backward (away from the noise) rather than forward (into the mouth of a wolf, probably). âugh, fuck, this blows,â he repeats with a grimace. âokay, i really think the only option we have at this point is to pray itâs a werewolf so you can seduce them or throw ourselves onto the ground and start rolling in hopes we roll down.â
the options are probably: the worst, and yideunâs dwelling on the inevitability of loss when a flashlight shines in their direction and he nearly screams.Â
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SEUNGWOO
   he winces at yideunâs messages, knowing that the other is only kidding, and yet his joke is exactly what the situation is. in hindsight, he supposes that he was stupid to take on the challenger course. they had passed the standard course with relative ease, but of course he hadnât been able to leave well enough alone. part of it was due to the fact that he had wanted the distraction before a promised return to the lake (seungwoo has had enough of bodies of water to last a lifetime) and the other part was really just⊠his own desire to do something exciting.
   he has no one to really blame than himself. heâs been trying to keep up a more positive attitude, not wanting to burden his boyfriend more than he already is, leaving him with the bulk of the work of taking care of not only uyu, but now also him. seungwoo scoops up their yipping puppy from beside the bed, depositing uyu on the blankets, where the white pomeranian snuggles up against him.
   â message to âąâąâą ( ìŽ(ë )ëŹŽêž° )
     ℠uhâŠâŠâŠ.. about thatâŠ
     ℠yeahâŠâŠâŠ. my kneeâŠ
     ℠youâre so rude to me đ
     ℠i think i tore my acl againâŠ
     ℠iâm just in my room
     ℠iâve been forbidden from moving
that thing about people getting wiser with age? yeah, he isnât sure if he really buys it.
(and heâs kind of joking, because he gets that seungwooâs wise in... other ways, maybe? fingers crossed? who the fuck knows? what is wisdom, really, at the end of the day? fuck labels, you know? but anyway, wow. right this second, yideun canât say heâs impressed.)
( SMS!! ) an actual grandpa
â have u considered doing things that do not warrant rudeness lolÂ
â jk ill be rude rain or shine LMAOOOOOÂ
â lmao ok ill be there in 15 txt me ur door codeÂ
it takes closer to twenty minutes for yideun to actually get to seungwooâs dormâespecially considering he forgets the red ginseng after he makes it out of his dorm and has to go back. the effort is definitely not welcome, but as much as yideun would hate to admit it, he does kind of care about his friends.Â
wow. absolutely disgusting.
he calls his sister on his way too, arriving at seungwooâs door right as the conversation eases to a close. âyeah,â yideun replies, dully, into the phone as he punches in the code and pushes the door open. he meanders into the space toward seungwooâs room. âwell, i donât think anyone wakes up one morning and decides theyâre going to fuck up their knee again for shits and giggles,â he says pointedly, before opening the door and addressing seungwoo. âunless you do.âÂ
without much fanfare, yideun clicks his tongue, settling the case of red ginseng extract on the floor by the door.Â
âyeah, heâs right here.â yideun holds the phone up, arm outstretched. âmy sisterâs on the line if you want to say hi,â he says, voice flat. âshe already texted her husband.âÂ
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