#manixmp.

[manixmp]

❛ i killed him. ❜

angst meme: still accepting!

“You... You what?” the moon god thinks he’s misheard the young man. Left speechless by the sudden confession because really, even if he had thought he’d heard right, he’d have trouble believing Seojun’s claim. As far as he knew, the young demigod was bright and loud. He was friendly and full of life and Mani just couldn’t picture him in that light. Picture him as a murderer. Though, it wouldn’t have mattered to him if the younger was a murderer or not. What Seojun or anyone did in their spare time was none of his business. So long as no one came after anyone he cared about, he was content.

The Norse deity stays silent for a little while longer before finally speaking up again, “Maybe... Maybe you shouldn’t tell me things like this, Seojun... Or anyone else for that matter?” he starts off slowly, head nodding as he continues to process the bomb that had just been dropped. “I mean, I don’t care... And this doesn’t change my perception of you... Much,” he continues with a pause. “I’d just rather not know.”

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temporary truce | sol & mani

@mpxsol

He stands there eyes wide, mouth gaping slightly, and heart racing from what was most likely fear. Right there, before his very eyes was his sister, no more than a foot or two in front of him, looking as lovely and as radiant as ever. He does what he can to not wince when the smile on her face disappears as soon as he comes into her line of vision. And does his very best to ignore the pang in his chest when he's acknowledged with an unimpressed frown.  "I... They..." he starts off dumbly trying to explain himself despite the fact that he was certain that he was the last person she wanted to see tonight. "Sister, before you punt me across the room..." he begin slowly, trying to find the right words.

He points off to the side where a few of his favorite demigods stood by as audience to his current affair, casting them a pointed glance before returning his attention to the goddess before him, "A few of the young ones have requested that... we dance together," in actuality, they'd collectively pushed the moon god in the sun goddess' direction telling him to dance with his sister before taking off once he was close enough. Something that he really didn’t appreciate if he was honest, but figured that they had done it with good intentions, so he couldn’t really be upset.

“So... would you like to dance with me?” he hates how his voice wavers toward the end of his sentence, but it can’t be helped. Mani simply stands there awkwardly after that. Fiddling with his fingers nervously before shoving them into his pockets to seem less antsy. Though, he remained alert just in case the sun goddess decided to pull a fast one on him with a fist to his jaw or gut. 

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He's sure that this is the most color he's worn his entire existence, and while it's not a bad thing, he's definitely out of his comfort zone. Credits for his outfit go to his lovely honorary/adopted daughter, @mp-yuqi​ , who he will also be escorting to the event. Though he planned on sitting this one out on the grounds that he wasn’t much of a social creature anyway, and he'd heard his sister would be attending, he was more or less cajoled into going because he's too soft for the kids and couldn't bear to upset them with his absence. What could possibly go wrong?

[manixmp]

❛ are we gonna talk about last night? ❜

angst meme: still accepting!

“Do we have to?” he answers back with a question of his own, though his words are muffled by the pillow he’s stuffed his face into. He knows he’s acting a tad foolish, but he can hardly help it. His head is still reeling from all the alcohol he’d had the night prior and with the bits and pieces of memory he does have, he’d prefer to save himself some dignity for just a tad bit longer. The moon god simply decides on laying there motionless, face still buried in the down pillow until it gets uncomfortable.

When he finally turns over and sits up, he does so with a groan. Clutching at his head as it spins and aches. It takes him a moment before he’s addressing the elephant in the room. “I am truly sorry that you were witness to that side of me...” he trails off, head more or less buried in his hands. “I had far too much to drink and was far from sober and...” he trails off not sure how else to explain himself. “I don’t know what I was thinking.”

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❛ i would have done anything for you. ❜

 angst meme: still accepting! (note is at the bottom of the thread)

‘She’s tired. She doesn’t mean it. She’ll forget about it when she’s wide awake and coherent once more. She hates you, don’t forget that,’ He tells himself all of this to stop himself from getting his hopes up. But still, the gentle words spark a fragment of hope in his chest that maybe, just maybe things won’t always be like this between them. Won’t always be this way. “And I would still do anything for you, sister,” he murmurs softly in response, a small yet sad smile on his face as he glances at the sleeping goddess in his arms. The sentiment still ringing true to him despite everything that’s happened. He continues making his way to their apartment building, humming the tune of an old lullaby as he goes.

 And once he arrives, he heads straight for his apartment figuring that it was the better option. He just didn’t have the heart to wake her after all. And rather than letting himself into her living space and facing her subsequent wrath for doing so without her permission, he figured that he’d let her into his. It’s not long before he has the goddess tucked into his bed, sitting at her side for a moment to make sure she’s comfortable enough. He quickly jots down a note and places it on his night stand for her to read when she awakens as well. “Goodnight, sister,” he murmurs, barely above a whisper before rising once more. As he takes his leave, he lingers by his bedroom door and glances back at her.

It was a strange and bittersweet feeling to know that the only peace they’d ever share together would be while she was asleep. Though he’s unsure of whether a circumstance between the two of them like this would ever come up again. Somewhere in his head, he’s certain that it wouldn’t. And there’s so many things that he wants to tell her. So many stories that he’d like to share, but he knows that those will have to wait for another time. If the time ever came. “I promise you, sister... I will make things right between us, someday,” he says quietly. “I will make up all my wrongs to you, one way or another...” he finishes just as he shuts the door behind him and leaves for the cafe.

‘Dearest Sol,

Do not be alarmed. I found you half asleep in the park and brought you back to my apartment. There’s tea or coffee, and snacks in the kitchen if you wish to have some before you leave. And do not worry, I’ll be sure to stay out of your way until you’ve returned to your respective living quarters. I hope you slept well. 

Sincerely, Your brother’

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❛ it was just sex. ❜

angst meme: still accepting!

“Right...” he nods his head, turning away from the other god. And he’s glad for it, otherwise perhaps Osiris would have seen the look of hurt in his eyes. Mani wills himself to relax his shoulders. Busies himself with refilling his kettle once more and forces himself to act unbothered by the words because what was he supposed to expect? Just because he wasn’t on the run at the moment didn’t mean that they’d pick up things right where they left off in the past. It would be unfair of him to assume such a thing. The moon god finds himself taking a deep breath.

“Do you want coffee or tea? Perhaps some breakfast?” He offers changing the subject to something lighter. Something that wouldn’t make his head spin with regret and his heart ache. He moves on to set the kettle on the stove top open before going over a cupboard, aiming to fish out his favorite mug and a spare one in case the other god took his offer. He finds himself barely glancing over his shoulder at the other man before pausing. A small chuckle escaping him as he remembers what time it is. “Or well, it’s far too late for breakfast, I suppose?” he shakes his head at himself. “Dinner, I meant.”

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❛ please, don’t go. ❜

angst meme: still accepting!

‘I won’t...’ he has the words in his mouth, but he hesitates to say them. “Bora...” he begins with a sigh, silvery eyes conflicted all of a sudden. He does not wish to make a promise he can’t keep, especially not to anyone that he’s come to care for. But how cruel it would be of him to not offer her at least the slightest bit of comfort that he wasn’t going anywhere. At least not anytime soon. He sighs again and smiles at her despite himself. Resting his hand gently on top of hers, squeezing it reassuringly, he speaks again.

“I wish I could say that I don’t plan on going anywhere, but there are some loose ends that I have to take care of eventually,” he starts off vaguely, careful not to give away too many details, “And if things were the way I wanted them to be, I wouldn’t ever have to leave because this place has been the only true home I’ve ever known,” he continues, a bit of melancholy washing over him the more he ponders it. He shakes off the feeling, returning his focus to comforting his friend once again. “But until then, I will be here for you, and here for Siwoo whenever you need me,” he can promise that at the very least.

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❛ i’m not a monster. ❜

angst meme: still accepting!

Mani’s brows furrow at the statement and he frowns. “Of course you’re not, Minsung,” he says gently. He extends one of his hands to grasp the young man’s shoulder and squeezes it in a sort of reassuring manner, a look of concern crossing his features. “Did... Did someone say that you were?” he asks and he can’t help it. He wondered how anyone could say such a thing about the demigod or to his face. 

Though the moon god would admit that he found Minsung to be a bit misguided at times, he could hardly picture himself attaching the word, ‘monster’ to his character. Mani knew what monsters were like and Minsung, in his opinion was far from the very definition. “I don’t think you’re a monster,” he reassures, patting the young man’s shoulder as he pulls his hand away. “And I doubt that I ever will...” he trails off taking a step back. “Do you want any food?” he offers in hopes of cheering the other up. “My treat.”