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@jibacca
“If you hit yourself and it hurts, are you weak or are you strong?”
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“Who are you kidding? They saw the whole thing, they know what happened back there.” Mercer states, hand reaching behind his head to scratch at himself, before looking around in a frantic manner. “We gotta get out of here before someone finds some evidence.”
"It's only a tiny little burn."
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His right hand is grazing along his forearm, softly rubbing the obvious gigantic burn from his tool work. “You think this is tiny? What’s wrong with you, huh? Ugh.” Irritation in his voice as his eyes squeeze shut, as the stinging of the heat against his skin intensifies. “I need something to get this to go away,” Mercer stated, looking around frantically for something to relieve himself.
™ for Junha.
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™ - for my muse to become jealous of the attention your muse is giving someone else
— he shouldn’t be jealous of his little brother, he should be happy for wren, for having friends and being able to spend time with said friends yet junha couldn’t get rid of the feeling that he was being robbed of something when he watched wren stop to talk to someone on the streets while they were out together.
junha tried to distract himself with his phone, even nearby shops ( walking into one that caught his eye but came out moments later when nothing seemed to appeal to his taste ). standing to the side with his phone in his hand, he only gave wren a glance every once in in a while. despite the din of the crowd surrounding them, junha could hear the laughter shared between the pair of friends ( probably about something junha knew nothing of ).
though his face stony ( and seemingly pleasant to passerby ), junha felt jealousy settle in his heart..he shouldn’t feel this way about wren, it was good to see that wren had other people to support him when junha couldn’t so why was he so irritated by the fact that wren was speaking with a friend he reconnected with? why did he feel the need to grab his younger brother and leave the poor friend behind?
maybe it was because of the fact that while this friend may have spent a substantial amount of time with wren, and that they knew certain things about wren’s past while junha had just recently found his brother and was only beginning to share their life together...maybe that was why he was jealous because he was unable to share the laughs that wren was sharing with the friend standing paces in front of him.
maybe he was jealous of the fact that wren found the other more important, important enough to stop their time together to speak to them. the thought of the fact that perhaps, wren only saw him as another friend instead of family hurt him. he thought ( or maybe he was being delusional ) that wren would have wanted to spend time with him, to learn more about each other and catch up on lost time...and maybe wren really did and he was discussing something very urgent with the friend.
biting his lower lip, junha tried to contain his emotions, it wasn’t right for him to be irritated and he shouldn’t be possessive over his brother’s time...they’re brothers, they can always find time to be together but with friends, that may be a bit hard. but just because he knew he shouldn’t be jealous over the fact that the other was taking up his time with wren, he still was, absolutely, 100% jealous that wren was more interested in what his friend had to say rather than being interested in spending time with him.
"Duck and cover!"
“Do we need to fight?! I don’t know how to fuckin’ fight! That’s your thing!”
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“W-Wren?” God... Seeing the other like this started to eat at Minhyung. Not knowing what else to do, he plops down beside him, and slowly works an arm around his shoulders. Slowly. He learned early on it may not be best to take him by surprise. “What’s their name, I’ll get you all of their info. We’ll fuck ‘em up real good and take you home to wrestle a bear or something. Hell, I’ll find you three bears.”
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Luck is an interchangeable idea for Minhyung, depending on what’s going on he may think he’s the luckiest man ever, or he’s not. Fate, is different since it can tie into his Buddhist beliefs. Fate ties to everything, is involved in his choices, and up to a point, can be changed.