scintilla.
fei:
[ ... ]
“Fancy meeting you here.”
humanity’s at its worst in a time of disarray, and siwoo thinks they’re halfway there to chaos.
the thinly disguised panic that runs through the blood of elysium isn’t unnoticed by him: there’s a huddle of people leaning against a building, backs pressed against the scratchy brick walls, peering over at siwoo when he shuffles past them. he clutches at his left wrist, fingers pulling back to reveal crimson under the dim lights of the streetlamps when he spots the cuts on his arm undoubtedly caused by the events of an hour ago.
that’s fine, it’s fine, nothing he’s not already used to. he gets the urge to laugh and it hits him all at once, the exhaustion pulling at the corners of his mind until the ringing in his ears gets too loud. it’s a fruitless remedy to exhale and inhale, the chill of the newly midnight air doing little to set his anxiousness at rest when the world his tilted off kilter in less than five hours.
order, discipline; whereas those have never been defining traits of elysium, to have it removed entirely with a sweep of one hand is something else entirely.
his phone vibrates in his pocket with a series of texts and he already knows who it is without checking it. siwoo wants to get the meeting over and done with, despite the strings of familiarity that ties itself between him and the other. (they’re strings he wishes would grow longer and longer.) in his head there’s a difference between knowing someone and having known someone ㅡ siwoo thinks he accurately reflects the latter.
it’s not difficult to spot him, whether it’s by his figure, an outline bright and distinct even when the world is black, black, black, whether it’s by the call of his name, whether it’s by the grin that appears to semi-permanently sit on his mouth when he spots the boxer. siwoo bites down on his tongue, body aching with newfound bruises and cuts when he straightens up.
“what do you want?” his tone is flat, no-nonsense, irritated: nothing irregular. “i don’t have time for sugarcoating, fei.”
