❨ closed for @ofthycourts יִ ❩ ‣ maybe a tavern ?
𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭. their father had sent the youngest out to sea ── and it was a hard smell to shake off, that sea salt ── so he could learn something and perhaps amount to his brother’s name. regardless of the prodigal son’s return, it was strange timing. it certainly wasn’t an ideal situation nor place to come across his beloved brother again. he had imagined it in such a different way, but life had a knack for these things. demir wouldn’t complain. he would not mention he was here on duty and not as that pain in malik’s side.
through a bustling group of people he is able to recognize the back of his brother’s head, brooding in the way you expected him to be. as a fan of theatrics, demir attempts to sneak up on his sibling. putting to test the things he’s learned over the years, the skills he’s tried to perfect. ❛ abi ─ surprised to see me? don’t get too excited now, i wouldn’t want to be the one to shake your reputation. ❜
