He's hiding, the half collapsed pillar in an abandoned office building, halfway ruined and completely left to collapse in metropolis.
His core is pulsing, air freezing and eyes not focused.
Metropolis is big and bright.
There is no way they could get him here, not with kryptonian heroes at its beck and call. Danny saw Supergirl save the day, the big blue at her tail, saving civilians.
Danny followed the official daily planet channel and reads along every line Lois Lane and her husband, Clark Kent, write each time, making people aware of problems, and most importantly exposing people.
The rich and corrupted.
So yes, is it frightening? Anxiety filling? Putting trust into complete strangers in hopes they'd uncover the Guys in White if they appear in the city?
Yes, yes it is.
He hopes Jon, the boy he has been helping with homework in a cafe, won't miss him too much in case it does happen.
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*:・゚✧. *:・゚✧.
*:・゚✧. *:・゚✧.
Haechan’s rings always look so pretty on his fingers. The different intricately designed silver bands on both his left and right hands just look so good against his skin. You’d been daydreaming about holding hands with him (or his fingers trailing down your bare stomach-).
It was becoming a problem, since you were getting incredibly distracted by his hands holding the red solo cup.
He caught your eye from across the crowd, raising his eyebrows to greet you from afar. You wave back at Haechan, watching him start squeezing past people to get to where you were standing.
“Hey.” His voice puts you at ease every time and you reply back with a “hey” as well.
“Wanna get out of here?” Haechan asks you. “We can take a walk together, if you want.”
You nod, smiling at him as he gestures with two fingers for you to follow him out.
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The two of you walked around the block until you reached a local food chain, opting to sit on the side of the empty parking lot.
The cool wind felt nice against your skin, and you turn your head to face Haechan, who was already looking at you.
You flushed at seeing his gaze on you, his soft smile growing bigger before he started talking.
“Anyway I started watching this new show..”
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Haechan’s hands rested on his lap, palms facing upwards towards the night sky. Again, your attention was drawn to the rings adorning his hands. The simple silver band on his left index finger, the delicate ring shaped to look like a rounded nail on his ring finger, and your favorite: the pretty braided metal on his right index finger.
“Everything ok?” He asks you, noticing you hadn’t responded to his question about the show.
Feeling bold for once, you muster the courage to drag your index finger over one of the pretty silver rings adorning his knuckle.
“Sorry, I got distracted by your rings.” You mutter. You let the pad of your fingertips brush against his palm as well, feeling how soft his hands were.
“It’s o-ok. My little cousins are always asking if I’m m-married. So annoying.”
You look up at him, taking in the sight of Haechan’s attempt at being nonchalant, his reddening ears giving him away. You smile softly, bringing your attention back to his hands.
“They’re so pretty.”
Haechan lets out a soft breath when you pull your hand away, hoping you didn’t pick it up.
“Y-you know, my chain is also really nice..” He trails off, never taking his eyes off of you.
You beam at him, secretly enjoying seeing this flustered version of Haechan.
*:・゚✧. *:・゚✧.
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The funniest thing about Jason slander, for me, is that it's so fucking contradictory, people would hate on Jason for being "too perfect" "too flawless" "too gary stu-esque" and that he's too boringly good and then will proceed to hate on him by nitpicking his already existing flaws that they claimed he never had (like being mistrustful towards Nico, "leading Reyna on by dating Piper", being too "serious and cold" )
Like mf, didn't you just say you wished Jason was flawed?? So now why r you yapping about what a "terrible sadistic egomaniac" person he is for thinking he can defeat Percy in a silly duel??? Lmao
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