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ASGORE: Okay please tell me you're ready to hear me rant now because
ASGORE: This one manager just popped in my studio screaming about the tracks for a group's comeback not being done?? Like excuse you don't you know that your main vocalist is sick and cannot record??
ASGORE: I don't go forcing someone who's sick to record a track what's the point.
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« Noona? What’s the matter? » And he hoped it was something serious since he really didn’t like to be woken up that early for things that could pretty much wait for his consultance,his voice raspy and the Thai accent even thicker as he tried to kick away a bit of the typical grogginess of an interrupted sleep.
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Snort ensued, still clear despite the mask on his face muffling it a bit. If there was something he hated, that was when people older than him took his artistry for granted. . . and fitting anything, even the most ridiculous things. « You want me to do what --I am sorry, sunbae, I think I did not understand. »
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« I can see what I can do, but it would be nice to have some guidelines so that the track fits your expectations. » He took his seat next to his beloved computer, turning lightly to face the other, hoping what he was saying was clear despite the Thai accent. « First of all, genre: what kind of track do you expect? »
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« You know, these are the moments in which I wish I remained in Bangkok. » And here they are. The company’s Thai representative. Yet again staring at the current mess happening in front of them with crossed arms and disdain visible on their faces ( well, he still was wearing a face mask, but it was clear by his eyes that even he who held quite the patience was starting to lose points). « Do you think they’re going to kick the guy out for this? »
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“It’s a shame we can keep it. The Poor thing don’t even have a home to go too” Marie pouted while looking down at the white kitten, hoping somehow they could just change their mind about letting them keep it.
« I think it’s because people can have allergies... » He’d wonder, sitting next to the girl --part of his scarring showing despite the face mask ( a regular one, since his signature one got ripped off by an idiot he still wants to punch at first sight ) « Have you tried to convince your manager? »
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❛ do you ever wonder what life would’ve been like if you had gone with a different, life-changing decision ? ❜ he was always fascinated by physics and the idea of a quantum multiverse. the idea of what his life had been like if he had done certain things differently and handled situations, he could have possibly have been happier for YEARS now. he was happy now, yes, but if he knew better, he expected the feeling to be temporary—- but he no longer dwelled on it like he had. turning to the person beside him, he took a short sip of his coffee, tilting his head to the left in pure curiosity. ❛ what do you think you’d be doing now if you had done something differently ? ❜
« Ah, I don’t...really know...? » Stammering Korean out from the lips of the Thai producer, eyes looking around in confusion --rather than fear. Sure, what happened to him in the past was horrible and still makes a good chunk of his life impossible, but it was what brought him to music, what brought him where he is now, with a ( more or less ) stable job and a collection of face masks to hid the monster his face is underneath. « I guess I wouldn’t... be here completely...? » Well, besides being in Korea, of course --two were the routes a boy scarred with acid could muster. And one always ended up with an autopsy following.
although the male was already nervous as is, he couldn’t help but laugh at the others words—- ❛ h-hyung? i’m pretty sure i’m younger than you… ❜ he bashfully looked down, muffling his chuckles with the back of his hand, trying his best to quiet himself as they snuck back into the building. ❛ how long have we been out? do you think they noticed? ❜
« Ah? » Cue poor Veera looking definitely confused, the eyes widening a bit before a very awkward laughter would leave his lips. « Isn’t hyung what you use for younger people...? » Ah, the perks of not being Korean --messing up the language, all time every time. Even if it at the moment they should focus on trying to sneak in without anyone noticing them. « I dunno... do you think they’ll get mad because we had beer? »
REPORT HIM ? Oh the legal department and his manager certainly were going to have fun with that. The look on the singer’s face didn’t read anything other than ( unimpressed ) by the threat. It wasn’t FRIGHTENING to him to have to go to legal and work things over. H was pretty sure most of the guys there expected him at the place at least ONCE a week ( okay that might be an exaggeration – but he was certainly up there more times than he should be ). All he really got from the producer, was the face that he was ignoring him – again. And Jae wasn’t sure if he should say something NOW about the matter. Or just take the mask off here and see how the guy reacted. After all, if Jae was holding the MASK he wasn’t going to get ignored.
It took him then, a quick step over blocking the producers, grabbing his shoulders firmly with one arm, and puling the mask up with the other, a TRIUMPHANT smile on the signer’s face as he quickly jumped back, mask in hand, holding it and looking at it with a small smirk. Honestly he never understood why people though it was DIFFICULT to take things from others ? Maybe it was because he’d stolen as a kid or because he was trained in martial arts, but either way — that had been far easier than whatever it was that he’d originally expected. It felt ( HOT ) in his hands. ( Though that really should have been OBVIOUS considering the weather and by the time he looked back up it’d been at least a few seconds of him basking in his own victory ).
But the FACE that greeted him is what ( REALLY ) got Jae’s attention, the artist stopped, feet shifting under him for a moment. Curiosity dawning – well THAT was interesting. It certainly hadn’t been what he was expecting at all. No – but it explained much more than what he’d ( ORIGINALLY ) imagined. Ah he liked it. THIS was certainly worth getting yelled at for removing the mask ( which at the reminder he quickly moved to hold behind his back ). “ You’re beautiful y’know. ” he spoke plainly, no sense of ( FLATTERY ) in his words.
It was the last thing he wanted to see happening in the history of... pretty much everything he could know or even just imagine.
He felt naked, plain and simple --the sensation of the layer of leather usually over his marred skin being torn away by what basically was a stranger’s hand, the horrors caused by acid causing skin to boil and curl and wither. He felt like his only barrier against the world had been destroyed by that hand holding his precious mask and staring at him --at the horror that was his face-- and even uttering words with no tone whatsoever ( not that there was something to be in awe for, he wasn’t someone to be in awe for ) that were only pure insult to him, because there was nothing ‘beautiful’ in a series of wounds and craters that not even plastic surgery could fix.
He was a monster --and that was making him livid, ever since he was aware of it But the other was even more of a monster --and that was even more disgusting.
« YOU PIECE OF SHIT! » Wortds in Thai were screeched by the producer --gritting teeth, pitched sound of his voice finally clear to be heard without the protective layer, his figure trembling and with rage glimmering in his eyes not so differently from how it would linger in a wolf’s ones, the clenching fists with paling knuckles only screaming about how much he wanted to jump onto the other and just punch him for bringing him to the point of being aggressive, but nothing of him still wasn’t moving . And he knew it was because he couldn’t do anything. The other was an idol ( wether he liked it or not ), he was always in a position where he could easily just accuse poor Veera to be aggressive and cover the fact that the artist was the one who aggrieved him on the first place, ripping off his mask.
How much he could hate that. How.
With one hand, he’d quickly cover the more scarred and messed up side of his face, the eyes squinting and still trying to keep it calm, reminding himself that troubles were going to happen if he dared letting his punches talk for him. And it was hard, to take a breath. It was hard, because the more time passed, the more people could see how wreckedly horrible he was.
« Give me my mask back. » The producer finally managed to grit out in a strongly Thai accented Korean, the free hand trembling a bit when moving forward.
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Millionaire media How FANCY — be be fair he had nothing ( against ) Millionaire as a company, hell one of his old high school classmates was signed to it – but there was this issue that he’d met one of the people he certainly ( DIDN’T ) like that worked there and it caused the signer to hesitate slightly as he was walking to keep up with the other. What was this CRUSH crew he kept hearing about ( was it that dance video someone sent him that one time ) or was it more of a — who knows who cared. There was really only ( ONE ) thing that mattered if he thought about it — was he mroe petty and didn’t want to risk running into the ( HORRIBLE ) human that worked there. Or was he more curious in wanting to figure out about ASGORE’s past and what lay behind the mask. Well if he was really living his life like a FILM he had to do what a protagonist would do and do the DUMB thing right ? Which meant, taking a quick two step to catch up with the guy as they kept walking – looks like hew as taking a trip to hell.
“ Not ask about the MASK ? Don’t think I can do that NOPE. ” Jae hummed a little, arms crossing themselves over his chest as he glanced over at the producer, “ But I can give you a BREAK for a little while from the pesterin’ why don’t we start with something simple. Since I’m certainly going to keep askin’ bout personal matters why don’t we start with a name ? Calling you ASGORE would get a little strange don’t y think ? Y’know ripping off a SCAR like that with no good bandages around certainly doesn’t seem like it would be a good idea — and I know about that shit hell I think I had something bandaged all all times durring… ” he trailed off that wasn’t importance he really had to stop himself more often when he talked about himself he was supposed to be ( HIDING ) his past * though he was doing a pretty shitty job of it.
Instead he focused on something else ASGORE for example “ Why you care so much if I find out what’s under there anyway, s’not like you’re a goblin or elf or nothing, more importantly I’m pretty sure MOST everyone has dismissed me as an ass and don’t believe a word coming out of my mouth — ” ( with like the exception of a number of people that he could count with ONE hand ). Getting a little more serious Jae shrugged a little, “ You’re not gettin’ rid of me easily, and we can do this the hard way or the easy way but I’m getting that mask off and I’d rather NOT get charged with assault so I can keep following you to your schedules or — or you can tell me a story. “
« I would like to avoid to report you for this attitude, which is w-why I am asking you to desist, more than once. » Like in that exact moment, with his fingers playing with the hem of his shirt, the nervousness devouring him like only an hungry dog with a fresh bone could do. He really wanted to keep it calm and professional,but the more that voice of the other’s seemed to nudge even more in the cracks of the wall protecting him from the world, the more he’d feel like he was going to succumb and fell into a mysterious void any second now.
It was in that moment that everything got the best of him and with a small wheeze muffled by the mask itself, he just decided to ignore all of it --all of the bragging and all of the apparent menaces, his ears almost immediately trying to isolate the poor Veera from whatever sound was coming, from whatever thing could distract him; in his head, the only thing being repeated all over again concerned his steps having to be fast or he was going to arrive late at the Millionaire Media HQs, and he just couldn’t allow that.
For a brat’s apparently insatiable curiosity for affairs that weren’t theirs, he wasn’t going to jeopardize his own flawless timing.
jaejin didn’t find himself reacting to the other’s own startle reaction. merely the smile on his face once more. but a bit amused by the fact veera looking embarrassed about being caught. “ thailand ? i’ve never been, but it must be hard to come from thailand to south korea.” jaejin uttered, before laughing a bit. “ no it’s fine, i was just curious after all.”
« It’s a nice place, very busy if you live in Bangkok, or near the big cities. » Even if right now the situation wasn’t exactly pleasing, but of course there were things that was useless to discuss about, especially when the news were already doing that. « Mh. okay --moving was a bit hard the first m-months. Because of the language, especially. No one r-really talks Siamese here, few deal with English. »
