daewon saw himself as some sort of hero: and it wasn’t because he ever did anything heroic. it was because in some self deprived fear of his own demise he felt the need to help people. however the drag to help people was far more selfish when it came to chan. they had been friends since they were small children, chan was friends with daewon before his sister was born: and long after she disappeared from the living room of his parents house. even when daewon was young he begged for a sibling, thinking it would just be like having chan live with him. for awhile– it was. he took care of his younger sibling, looked after her, attempted to share his toys and teach her but when he began to grow he became resentful of how annoying she was.
so when he dragged chan off to a larger city, it was because his family had moved apart. his father was no longer a consistant in his life: his mother seemed to circle around depressions drain on a daily basis. he had nothing left of his old life, he had nothing left to remember who he was and during his trainee days he was becoming someone that he wasn’t happy with. of course daewon was always sort of a– snarky asshole but he was never as terrible as he was being at that time. for some reason he felt as if chan kept him balanced from being a lovable snarky asshole.. and someone who would lose their career in seconds if there was ever any proof of his scandals.
“ wait a minute, what do you mean ground zero? we’re in Yeouido-District… there’s nothing here but apartment buildings and big business. auto pilot sounds like some sort of evil automated robot that will kill us, surely. someone wake up wyld he has to fly the plane. “
he could hear their manager snorting in the front seat.
chan was an only child. growing up that way made him a bit more distant with others, but that didn’t exactly apply with daewon; he was the closest to a brother as he would ever get, and it was times like these -- when he was being weird after the day was over -- that he was happy he still had daewon. sometimes it made him have fake deep thoughts, questioning whether or not everyone had a childhood friend they remained friends with. he never knew what happened to daewon’s sister. at this point, he knows just as much now as he did when he first found out: she was there, and then she was gone. he didn’t ask daewon about it, either, and he wasn’t going to.
and despite the many people who would disagree, chan never saw him as someone who wasn’t lovable, but maybe that was because they spent a majority of their lives with one another.
“i’m officially renaming youido district to ground zero, and there’s nothing you can do about it. not that i have any actual authority to rename it, but---” his eyes went from daewon to the back of the front seat, pressing his lips together and drilling holes in the back of their manager’s head with his stare. the disrespect he got in this group... from these hooligans... he surely was a saint for continuing to deal with this. not really, but that’s besides the point.
“i say we stop and get something to eat and not wake wyld up so he can’t have anything. i love it when he’s miserable. when he wakes up, we can tell him it’s because he didn’t fly the plane.”
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