that's not the response he expects. he raises a brow, but follows right after wriothesley. he pulls out the instant coffee packs and places it on the table while he puts a pot of hot water on. he's perfectly content not saying a word, until: ]
This is the first time you're not whining for tea.
[ he opens his mouth... 100% about to call him out on his not!whining, but closes his mouth at his next words.
considering it was a land he once resided in, it's hard to say he doesn't have his thoughts about the matter, but the fact was... ]
Do you have to twist my words like that?
[ before wriothesley can respond, he pours the hot water into the cup with the instant coffee. he stirs it up with a nearby chopstick... before handing it to him. ]
But, I'm sure you didn't bring this up because you wanted to hear my opinion.
[ WHY ARE YOU STILL REPLYING TO THIS also go away ly
but thanks for the coffee, wriothesley will take it graciously but not actually drink from it (what was the point.....), choosing instead to stare into its murky depths. something something metaphor for the life he used to life surrounded by murky waters something something. ]
not the coffee going to waste, but perhaps this is for the best, if just to save wriothesley from another crippling addiction and heart palpitations. whatever the case is, yuwon doesn't seem to take offense, even if he scrunches his face briefly when drinking his own cup.
instant coffee really ain't shit. ]
No, but I don't think you really want to hear it, either.
[ ... ]
What, unless this is another excuse for you to punch me?
[ hope yuwon bought some better coffee with his seoul kryptos
though somehow yuwon being so deadpan about all this only serves to make him worse. but what was he expecting, really? a reassuring pat on the back and some comforting words? ]
Do I need an excuse to punch you, by this point?
[ breezily, as if they aren't discussing pointless physical violence. anyway, a few more seconds pass, during which wriothesley goes back to gazing into his coffee, before: ]
[ yuwon genuinely isn't sure of what wriothesley is expecting from him. perhaps, it's nothing at all. maybe just simply recounting the events was enough for him to garner some level of comfort with the decisions they've made up until this point. maybe it's not. in reality, it was none of his business.
or that should have been the case.
at his question, yuwon shoots him a look, before releasing a small exhale. is it in exasperation, or humor? well, there is a small hint of a smile, before it dissipates just as he takes another sip of coffee. ]
Considering it's where I'm from, I guess it's a shame no matter how you slice it. To be honest, I don't have a single good memory of that place. But, it's not like I expected it to be destroyed, either. [ there's no hint of any real emotion on his features, yet at the same time, it's also true that he isn't encapsulated in his usual apathy. his voice does sound a bit softer, before he moves on.
almost ironically: ] But, in the end... it's not like we can go back and change it. [ a shrug. ] Anyway, I doubt it's like you have any reason to feel guilty. Knowing you, you wouldn't have chosen to abandon them. Am I right?
but yuwon's words, despite their general apathy and bluntness, surprisingly go a way in making him feel better. he doesn't expect comfort from the guy, never has and probably never will, but he does appreciate the candid honesty (even if it sometimes makes him want to strangle the man).
finally he takes a drink of his cooling coffee, quirking an eyebrow. ]
You know me that well, huh? [ this is a joke. ] But you're right. I wouldn't abandon a city in need, not if there was something I could still do for them.
he's been through enough in his life that something like this shouldn't be disappointing. it's simply human nature, to choose the route that's often most selfish and self-serving. to bank on future possibilities rather than present realities.
another gulp of his coffee, another sigh. ]
I'd say more tired than disappointed. But I guess it would have been too much for us to have it easy for so long.
[ yuwon doesn't deny the truth of those words. one could perfectly comprehend how the world operates, and yet still find themselves disappointed time and time again. not because they've ever expected better, but that they may have a desire for the future that was a little less bleak. a bit less self-absorbed.
not that he understands. he knows all too well, he has no room to speak. whether it's what he's voted for, his personal beliefs, or how willing he was to make sacrifices. ]
The fact you say it's been easy probably shows that you're not normal, either. [ not that he disagrees. he doesn't mean that as a judgment. but, he does reach up and give wriothesley's shoulder a squeeze. ]
[ they've all got a little freak in them for putting their lives on the line on a regular basis, for a world none of them had even heard of before arriving.
the shoulder squeeze is....surprising. not entirely unwelcome but surprising all the same, and wriothesley can't help but look up at yuwon in puzzlement. ]
You're not wrong. [ ... and surprisingly, yuwon does find some semblance of ironic humor in the notion. the corner of his lips upturning just slightly.
actually, does he find that funny, or the idea that wriothesley seems to know him so well? he takes no offense to those words, and instead: ] I'm not, so don't worry about it. [ he squeezes a bit harder. ]
Something on my shoulder that you had to squeeze off, specifically.
[ but he's smiling a little as he says it, almost as if he's entertained by the whole thing. he is, but mostly he's weirdly appreciative of the silent gesture of support.
wow, they've truly come so far.
anyway, if i have to continue with this i'll simply die, so this is where we start wrapping things up. wriothesley downs the rest of his coffee before plinking the empty cup onto the table and rising from his seat. ]
But I've taken up enough of your time. I'm sure you have plenty of other people's shoulders to be tidying up.
[ they have come so far, just for yuwon to spend sleepless nights remembering this interaction. jk, but it probably does cross his mind on occasion.
but, he faces it the way he normally does.
with a shrug, as he removes his hand, and also follows alongside wriothesley. sipping up their subpar instant coffee. ] Not really, it seems like yours is the dirtiest one I know. That's why you should try and keep it clean. [ are they really speaking in metaphors here? this is why there is in fact no one lining up for yuwon's c. ]
Don't think too much. [ he says while watching wriothesley get up to leave.
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Sure, I'll take some coffee.
[ brb, just gonna breeze right in past yuwon. you know it's fucked when the world's top tea addict doesn't even ask for tea... ]
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that's not the response he expects. he raises a brow, but follows right after wriothesley. he pulls out the instant coffee packs and places it on the table while he puts a pot of hot water on. he's perfectly content not saying a word, until: ]
This is the first time you're not whining for tea.
[ this is entirely his own perception. ]
Is it that serious?
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but also: ]
I don't whine.
[ he says, with a slight whine to his voice. is there a chair in here? he's taking a seat in said chair if so. ]
You don't think what we just went through was serious?
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considering it was a land he once resided in, it's hard to say he doesn't have his thoughts about the matter, but the fact was... ]
Do you have to twist my words like that?
[ before wriothesley can respond, he pours the hot water into the cup with the instant coffee. he stirs it up with a nearby chopstick... before handing it to him. ]
But, I'm sure you didn't bring this up because you wanted to hear my opinion.
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but thanks for the coffee, wriothesley will take it graciously but not actually drink from it (what was the point.....), choosing instead to stare into its murky depths. something something metaphor for the life he used to life surrounded by murky waters something something. ]
Do you think I came here to talk at you instead?
[ it's a tempting option but.... ]
You don't think your opinion is worth hearing?
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not the coffee going to waste, but perhaps this is for the best, if just to save wriothesley from another crippling addiction and heart palpitations. whatever the case is, yuwon doesn't seem to take offense, even if he scrunches his face briefly when drinking his own cup.
instant coffee really ain't shit. ]
No, but I don't think you really want to hear it, either.
[ ... ]
What, unless this is another excuse for you to punch me?
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though somehow yuwon being so deadpan about all this only serves to make him worse. but what was he expecting, really? a reassuring pat on the back and some comforting words? ]
Do I need an excuse to punch you, by this point?
[ breezily, as if they aren't discussing pointless physical violence. anyway, a few more seconds pass, during which wriothesley goes back to gazing into his coffee, before: ]
What did you think? Of Seoul.
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or that should have been the case.
at his question, yuwon shoots him a look, before releasing a small exhale. is it in exasperation, or humor? well, there is a small hint of a smile, before it dissipates just as he takes another sip of coffee. ]
Considering it's where I'm from, I guess it's a shame no matter how you slice it. To be honest, I don't have a single good memory of that place. But, it's not like I expected it to be destroyed, either. [ there's no hint of any real emotion on his features, yet at the same time, it's also true that he isn't encapsulated in his usual apathy. his voice does sound a bit softer, before he moves on.
almost ironically: ] But, in the end... it's not like we can go back and change it. [ a shrug. ] Anyway, I doubt it's like you have any reason to feel guilty. Knowing you, you wouldn't have chosen to abandon them. Am I right?
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but yuwon's words, despite their general apathy and bluntness, surprisingly go a way in making him feel better. he doesn't expect comfort from the guy, never has and probably never will, but he does appreciate the candid honesty (even if it sometimes makes him want to strangle the man).
finally he takes a drink of his cooling coffee, quirking an eyebrow. ]
You know me that well, huh? [ this is a joke. ] But you're right. I wouldn't abandon a city in need, not if there was something I could still do for them.
[ but maybe that's too personal of a reason. ]
Not everyone sees it that way though.
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when shitposts turns into an actual serious thread. that said, he does wonder about how that statement is framed. if just because: ] I bet.
Everyone has different values, and different lines they would cross. Especially here. [ ... ] Are you disappointed?
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he's been through enough in his life that something like this shouldn't be disappointing. it's simply human nature, to choose the route that's often most selfish and self-serving. to bank on future possibilities rather than present realities.
another gulp of his coffee, another sigh. ]
I'd say more tired than disappointed. But I guess it would have been too much for us to have it easy for so long.
[ they were bound to fail sooner or later. ]
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not that he understands. he knows all too well, he has no room to speak. whether it's what he's voted for, his personal beliefs, or how willing he was to make sacrifices. ]
The fact you say it's been easy probably shows that you're not normal, either. [ not that he disagrees. he doesn't mean that as a judgment. but, he does reach up and give wriothesley's shoulder a squeeze. ]
You're only tiring yourself out more by thinking.
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Are any of us here truly normal?
[ they've all got a little freak in them for putting their lives on the line on a regular basis, for a world none of them had even heard of before arriving.
the shoulder squeeze is....surprising. not entirely unwelcome but surprising all the same, and wriothesley can't help but look up at yuwon in puzzlement. ]
Since when were you so encouraging?
[ is this the real alien abduction.... ]
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actually, does he find that funny, or the idea that wriothesley seems to know him so well? he takes no offense to those words, and instead: ] I'm not, so don't worry about it. [ he squeezes a bit harder. ]
You just had something on your shoulder.
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Something on my shoulder that you had to squeeze off, specifically.
[ but he's smiling a little as he says it, almost as if he's entertained by the whole thing. he is, but mostly he's weirdly appreciative of the silent gesture of support.
wow, they've truly come so far.
anyway, if i have to continue with this i'll simply die, so this is where we start wrapping things up. wriothesley downs the rest of his coffee before plinking the empty cup onto the table and rising from his seat. ]
But I've taken up enough of your time. I'm sure you have plenty of other people's shoulders to be tidying up.
[ the line for yuwon's c is so long, obviously. ]
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but, he faces it the way he normally does.
with a shrug, as he removes his hand, and also follows alongside wriothesley. sipping up their subpar instant coffee. ] Not really, it seems like yours is the dirtiest one I know. That's why you should try and keep it clean. [ are they really speaking in metaphors here? this is why there is in fact no one lining up for yuwon's c. ]
Don't think too much. [ he says while watching wriothesley get up to leave.
he doesn't follow, nor does he see him out. ]