( heat tears through them, a surge of boiling anger condensed into clenched fists, closed throat; tight animal rage settling into an expression just this side of a snarl. jin moves on an instinct born of pride and loathing; pulls back a fist, sloppier than the tactical and ever-whirring mind is used to, and throws a wild punch into the too-pretty curve of satoshi’s cheekbone. the connection vibrates in their hand, already aching; they yell. )
Shut up— shut up!
You’re just an annoying brat who’ll do any little thing for attention from your seniors! I bet you’ve never gone a day without anything or had to work hard for anyone to praise you; don’t you talk to me about picking up slack, when you’re the weakest link in this team!
Really? You really think that Senpai?
His laugh is, transforms into a cough as he covers his mouth. Takes hand away and sees it peppered with blood. He shouldn't be smiling, he should be angry but-
I worked for what I have and I'm ready to fuck it up all in one go if he asks. You think I'm the weakest link cause you think I have a limit. Want an inside scoop? I don't, I went to a shoot with his initials all over my fucking BACK. So hit me again, infact do it till my entire face is bloodied! It'll look great for tomorrows shoot!









