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There wasnāt much thought aside from how hungry he was and how long heād have to eat before he found himself inevitably being called back to the station. With a look at the clock, Changmin released a quiet, heavy sigh and turned back to the male just in time to see him gesture to a shelf where a number of different treats sat, ready to comprise his selection. The male crossed the small cafe, following behind the barista before coming to stand before the shelf. āIāll take two danishes. Since Iām here.ā His sweet tooth, however rare it was, was aching and despite his best effortsā
his coffee was not doing the job.
Restraining a yawn, Changmin watched the male for a moment before taking a seat at the nearest table. Long, slender fingers pushed through the hair at his nape, pressing into sore tendons before he even chanced another sip of his coffee. āIs it always this understaffed?ā It was an idle question at best, offered up in the way of making conversation about something clearly relevant to the other male.
"Oooh, that's a really good choice! The lemon ones are my favorite," he grins, easily excited since he literally had one everyday. Almost. They definitely wereĀ not good for him, so he tried to limit himself to one every other day but whenever he felt like he needed a quick, sugary, tart pick-me-up, a danish was his go to snack to do it. "We have strawberry, blueberry, apple and lemon, do you have any preference?"
Hongbin waited for the male to answer, already having grabbed a pastry bag and the tongs and he debates on getting one for himself since the cafe wasn't too busy at the moment, and he had free food and drinks as long as he was on the clock. And it wasn't as if his coworker could snitch on him or anything, consideringĀ he wasn't there and the question from his customer has him glancing back over, his thoughts along the same line. "Uh ... not usually. There's usually someone else who works as a cashier, and there are people in the kitchen but ... for some reason today, I'm alone."
* wonders
Thatās good to hear ⦠`* he nodded as he seemed to ignore the fact that he could grab a coffee. He had been aiming on doing something else, but now that he had managed to catch the others attention, what he had originally planned seemed to slip into the back of his mind ā *` well thatās much better than before ⦠at least it will help until you can overcome it, well if you canĀ ! `* he pointed that out with a light nod if his head as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his winter coat and took a glance around the room that they had found themselves in *` thatās true, I think itās good to get away from the city since it always seems a bit crowded. Have you looked around the lodge grounds yet? Itās kind of amazingĀ !
( `/ he nods, agreeing as he tastes his coffee, having added a liberal amount of sugar and cream to it and he tilts his head, reaching for another sugar packet as he stirred his coffee around in the cup ) Yeah, I hope so! It's really annoying getting headaches all the time ... ( `/ he sighs a bit, stirring his coffee still and taking another sip of it as he nods and tosses the rest of the sugar packet away, satisfied with the taste ) No ... not really. I just got here this morning, and I took a nap because I forgot to wear my glasses ... ( `/ he looks sheepish, making a face before he shrugs ) I'll probably explore later ...
" infinity
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā it wasnāt a lie that he subconsciously took a double check of his phone every so often. all in hopes that heād see a message from a certain someone heād managed to distance himself from with one simple action. and it wasnāt a lie when he felt his heart sink a little further when he saw no new notifications, and the date of their last conversation going further and further back in time. he wasnāt sure how many times heād found himself staring at the flashing cursor on the screen of his phone, a string of words quite prominent in his mind, but failing to be typed out coherently, leaving him to back scape everything and toss his phone to the side.what hurt the most to him, was that he wasnāt sure on how to apologize. he was sorry for so many things; for how he failed to mention anything, right down to how he had spoken so poorly to the others brother when everything finally came into the light. he truly was, but all the apologies that he could muster up, fell on deaf ears in a text message he could barely type out. on that day, he said goodbye to her with a kiss and a ruffle of her hair before he took the familiar route back to work. with his hands stuffed into the pockets of his winter coat, fingers curled around his phone, he found himself thinking of the little detour he used to take. what were the chances that it would be the same if he did decide to take that added turnĀ ? pausing for only a moment, he decided he would, and he took the turn and made his way toward the coffee shop. with the light ring of the bell, he pushed the door open and took note of the time on the clock on the wall. if he remembered clearly this was the time they had often left the coffee shop together. with a wary glance around, he waited for a moment before he spotted who he was looking for. "ah ā hongbin," he called out lightly, trying to muster up any kind of smile as he greeted the other, "can i talk to you for a moment ā¦Ā ?"
He had literally spent the last couple days begging his manager for a different shift, knowing that someone he didn't want to see usually came in around the end of his morning and shift, and he had finally gotten the request approved. It wasn't his fault -- okay, it was but he was ignoring that for the time being -- that he didn't particularly want to see his friend after everything that had happened.
( It was his fault of course. He was the only who had ignored said feelings for so long only to finally accept them and then be showed that he had obviously been played the whole time. He was so stupid. Why was he so stupid? Hongbin didn't think he would ever stop beating himself up over this andĀ ugh he was just so angry with himself and with everyone and so numb and just soĀ bleh that he didn't even want to leave his bed half the time. He was so. fucking. stupid. )
There were literally ten more minutes in his shift, his last opening shift for the rest of his life, hopefully, when there was the familiar sound of the chimes above the doorway sounding as another customer entered the little coffee shop. Turning to greet them, Hongbin literally froze in his steps as he recognized the familiar face. The very last person he wanted to see and he groaned, glancing around, wanting to disappear into the back room for the last couple minutes of his shift. But of course, his ever reliable coworker was nowhere to be found and he attempted to busy himself with cleaning the espresso machine.
OfĀ all days, for it to be today that he saw the other male. The one person who had been his first friend in Genosha, and also the person whom he thought could've been more than just a friend. Also the person who he was avoiding like the plague at the moment.
Whoever was fiddling with fate was probably very happy right now to have ruined his day so quickly in just one stroke.
"No," was his short answer, shooting down anything he had wanted to say in face of the other, keeping his attention focused solely on the coffee machine. "I have nothing to say to you anymore, Wonshik." Gone were the playful nicknames and teasing tones that he usually used, shaking his head.Ā
Hello. Cupid called. He says to tell you that he needs my heart back.
But ... I don't have your heart ...?
* wonders
so heās doing okayĀ ? `* he was genuinely curious about the condition of the one heād last seen still stuck in that hospital bed *` thatās good ⦠`* the last part was more of a murmur to himself as he shuffled after the other, his hands stuffed into the pocket of his jacket to keep his fingers warm *` well itās good that youāre here actuallyĀ ! well ⦠more that you arenāt getting headaches, rightĀ ? `* he pouted in response as he too took a glance over the coffee stand ā only he then gave a bounce of his shoulders, a shrug being his response *` just saying, you never know, huhĀ ? `* he gave a playful nudge to the others arm with his elbow as he grinned toward him *` iām just kidding. itās good to see you came out here. itāll give you the chance to chill out.
Yeah, he's doing okay. He's just happy to be out of the hospital. ( `/ he shrugs, glancing at his friend as he grabbed himself one of the cups and filled it almost to the brim with hot coffee, sniffing it quietly for a moment as he tried to determine what to say ) It's always good if I'm not getting headaches -- ( `/ points out with a soft laugh, shaking his head and he adds a few packets of sugar into the cup before he adds a couple cups of cream ) The new glasses are helping actually, I don't have to squint when I look at snow anymore if that makes it any better? ( `/ he chuckles softly, dimples showing when he smiles ) Yeah ... it's always a good thing to relax for a bit, right?
homeward bound ( hongbin & taekwoon )
He immediately felt guilt wash through him and through their bond, his expression softening and he reached forward, leaning in to kiss his brotherās forehead gently, done with his rice by this point, having started with a far smaller amount than his brother, apologetic. He didnāt know what else to say to his brother, his expression torn and he knew that there were no words that he could use to reassure the younger that he would not leave the other alone. For they lived in a world of mutants, where there were too many risks and too many ways for someone to get injured and die in the worst ways possible, and he didnāt want to promise his brother a future that might not come true. He knew his brother better than anyone (at least he hoped so) and he knew that regardless of the situation, if he promised to stay and something happened, Hongbin would be furious.Ā Furious at himself, furious at life, furious at all the circumstances, but he knew for certain that it would wound his brother more than leaving it unspoken.Ā āCome on,ā he had dumped his dish into the sink, leaving it unwashed for now, āletās go rest off that headache of yours.ā Right now, he just wanted to hold his brother and reassure him with that silent embrace that they would be together, as long as he could physically manage it.
There was nothing that his brother could really say to reassure him that he wasn't going to end up alone. He knew from the start when he had found out that he wasĀ adopted --Ā he had stumbled across the file one day when their family had been cleaning out the house for things to donate -- that his life wasn't going to be the one he had wanted for himself. It wasn't just the fact that his parents, both pairs of them, didn't want him but it was also the fact that they made it obvious that they didn't like him as much. It had become all too clear when Taekwoon had up and left that he wasn't the preferred son.
He just sighed, nodding as he got up and rubbed at his temples, waiting for the medicine to kick in. It usually took a bit, and only worked when he had slept it off but he always wanted to see whether the headache would just magically disappear.
Though, he mused, that wasn't how medicine worked.
"Nap time part two," Hongbin muttered, padding quietly over to the bed and laying back down with a groan, back into the little welt he had made from his nap earlier and he reached out for the pillow, pulling that over his face before doing anything else.
"Glasses tomorrow ... don't forget ..." he mumbled, his voice muffled by the pillow he had pressed over his face, eyes closed already. His headaches always knocked him out for a good few hours, and it was practically bliss to be able to close his eyes -- though he didn't mind waking up if it was to eat, obviously.Ā Night ..
Whatās in the box, Hongbin?
( ` heās amused as he watches his brother drift off and he pets soft auburn hair before he simply relaxes, his eyes closing and he lets himself fall asleep as well. everythingās going to be okay, he can feel it. theyāre back to normal, normal, and he loves the feeling of safety settled in his heart as he drifts off into sleepās warm clutches )
` ā ( fin. )
( ` he simply smiles quietly at the sleepy boy next to him, running a hand through soft auburn hair ) ⦠i missed everything about you. ( ` he replies easily, tucking the younger boy in quietly before he just curls up underneath a blanket )Ā sleep, hongbin-ah. i love youā¦Ā ( ` heās missed saying these gentle words, these warm feelings that have been held alone for far too long )
( `/ he's barely registering anything being said to him now, the long day earlier having tired him out and he half asleep now, eyes closed and tucked nicely into his brother's bed, yawning hugely after a moment, tucked in on all sides with the blanket covering his head ) niiiiiiigh -- ( `/ he cuts off on another yawn, giving up on speaking as he finally drifts off )
when asked to do aegyoĀ (ć„ ̄ ³ ̄)ć„
( ` he seems amused, shaking his head slightly )Ā i kind of miss cleaning up after you. humor me, hongbin-ah. ( ` the bed is like heaven to him after the crazy and ridiculous day theyād had, the softness drawing him in and he makes a muffled sound, pressing his face into the pillow ) ā¦Ā stop being so sassy, bin.Ā ( ` he pokes his brother affectionately before he lifts up the covers for the other )
Why would youĀ miss that ... ( `/ he blinks at his brother, confused but honestly the moment his head hits the pillow, every thought about anything that might've happened and making fun of his brother for missing cleaning is out of his mind and he didn't realize he was so tired until now, curling up under the covers after ) ... not being sassy ... ( `/ he yawns )
homeward bound ( hongbin & taekwoon )
He seemed amused at that, his lips quirking up in an expression that hadnāt been used for far too long, the absence of his brother having taken away a good deal of his reason to smile, and the hatred of the younger removing that wish completely. āThereās plenty left over.ā His reply was quick and quiet, his eyes softening slightly and he simply chuckled, glancing down at the much smaller bowl in his hands, his lips belying the warm happiness he felt in his chest with his brother here with him, where he belonged.Ā
"I tried to distract myself," he admitted softly, eating and chewing for a silent moment, a little reluctant to meet his brotherās eyes. āI didnāt want to miss you. I knew if I thought too hard, Iād go back to you⦠I⦠I thought IĀ killed Sunmi, I couldnāt bear it⦠if i did it to you, too.' He didn't know how to verbalize those thoughts, the regrets, the fear of endangering his brother that had been soĀ realĀ it had nearly suffocated him.Ā
Nodding silently, he closed his eyes, feeling the throbbing in his brotherās head dim slightly and he straightened slightly, relaxing a little bit and eating more of his rice. It wasnāt so bad, this quiet. It was something he had missed far too much, an exhale of fresh air that he didnāt think he had had for quite a while.Ā
Hongbin was home, and this was his comfort.Ā
"I donāt think Iām hungry enough for seconds ā¦" he mumbled out, glancing away from his bother as he indicated his head vaguely with his hand ā his head was still pounding slightly from the headache earlier and he was pretty sure he would need another long nap, perhaps just a whole nightās worth of sleep would be a better option, before he would be back to ānormalā. Stupid car.
He couldnāt help himself from making a face when Sunmi was mentioned, glancing away from his brother and casting his gaze towards the bowl in his hand, eating quietly again. He had become good at hiding his thoughts around the older male considering they had lived under the same roof for the majority of his life, and he just sighed. āShe left too, you know. She woke up, and after a couple months, she left. I didnāt know where to ⦠but I was alone.Ā Again.āĀ Why am I always alone?Ā He gave a soft, bitter chuckle before he shoved another few spoonfuls of rice into his mouth, not saying anything else.
Wasnāt it funny, he couldnāt help but think, how he hated to be alone, yet wanted to be alone,Ā cravedĀ solitude, yet when he was finally left alone ā he hated it? He had been alone all his life, abandoned when he was just a baby and then adopted. And had felt even more alone. It was strange. It ended up with him leaving as well, unable to bear his adoptive parents without his brother there. āI dunno ⦠my head hurts.ā
* wonders
of course iām here ā `* he was almost frowning in response, even more so when the conversation took a turn to the other making his departure so early, so instead he opted to snatch the plant from its position on the ceiling, and following after the other ā very ready to argue against ⦠against well everything *` what are you doing here? i thought snow made your eyes hurt, especially during the day. `* he did have a valid point there, and the only connection he seemed to make was perhaps the others brother had suggested it ā no no ⦠*` and doesnāt taek have a broken leg ⦠what are the both of you doing here thenĀ ? `* he continued to question as he followed after hongbin, the plant looped around his finger by the bright red ribbon, the little bells jingling as it bounced with his walk *` unless youāre here to follow me ā¦Ā ? `* that seemed a little more nerve racking than expected, and it caused him to bite the inside of his cheek *`
( `/ he was trying his best to steal away from the other and away from the offending plant on the ceiling, just wanting his coffee and to get away from the dining area since it was obviously rigged with the green sprigs everywhere ) Um ... ( `/ he sidesteps a few people, hearing Ravi's voice behind him and he just sighs a bit ) I got new glasses with different lenses and they help? ( `/ he shrugs, eyeing the stand with the coffee and hot water containers, wondering how difficult it would be for him to hightail it there ) Hyung wanted to get away from the city? He just got released and he said the hospital was too stuffy for his taste. ( `/ he shrugs lightly, still continuing towards the coffee stand, eyes flicking from the ceiling to the floor in front of him carefully ) ... why would I be following you? I didn't even know you were going to be here, 'shikkie.
Hellooo
( ` he smiles a little bit, shaking his head in amusement ) ⦠youāre not alone anymore. ( ` he says simply, his lips curving up at the corners and he takes his brotherās bowl, bringing it back to the kitchen to wash it, setting it there to dry with his bowl ) ⦠i think all that activity calls for a nap⦠( ` he sighs softly, shaking his head with a wry smile, his expression amused and yet unamused at the same, glancing at the welcoming bed and he falls onto it, crawling over against the wall ) ā¦Ā coming?
( `/ he grumbles ) That meant you were supposed to let meĀ help hyung ... not just take it and do it! ( `/ gives a loud, exasperated groan and seriously considers going back to his dorm next door for a nap, just because his brother wasn't letting him help clean up the mess he had helped make and he makes a face at the older male ) I think me being turned into a bunny calls for a nap ... ( `/ shoots back, moving towards the bed after deciding against falling asleep on the couch and he topples onto it with a soft groan ) No.