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he hates awkward.
he tries to avoid it as often as he can, though he finds that in certain situations ( read: this one ) it isn’t as escapable as he’s comfortable with. eating in silence with someone else has never been comfortable for him, and the fact that it’s xiao of all people has him seconds away from experiencing a goddamn hernia. jae wants to be civil about things because, for the most part, he’s a civil guy ! but staring down at the other slurping down his pasta like he doesn’t know how he’d broken his brother’s heart, something stirs inside jae that’s far from cordial.
there are three things he wants to say.
“no matter how quiet you are, it doesn’t escape the fact that you’re now ‘n here, xiao.” he begins coldly, hand gripping his glass of water tighter than before. “and it doesn’t escape the fact that i see ya for what y’really are.” a sip of water, a hand combing through golden hair, before eyes bore into the other ‘97 liner’s once more. “no one else may see it, but i can, and i’ll be damned if i’m just goin’ to sit pretty with the knowledge that you ? you hurt people.” one. “you’re selfish, xiao.” two.
“and you’e a coward.” three.
tall figure moves to stand, and before the rapper leaves he drops a handful of clean cut won on the table, leaning over to the other with a cold, smug smirk. “tell ‘em to keep the change.”













