[it's genuine, but han realizes after the fact that it sounded very much like some kind of a line. he tries to shrug it away with an awkward little smile.]
[ minjun turns around to look at haneul better, mild surprise reflected in his eyes. ]
Just like that? And not because I know "creepy weird things"?
[ yes he's still going to say it like that until haneul stops. minjun cocks his head to the side, even as he grabs another sushi plate passing by them. the other seems genuine enough, and he can't find any reason to distrust him. his voice softens slightly. ]
[ minjun just watches haneul for a moment, unmoving, until he turns to pick up another plate of sushi. he has to blink back at the other though, the mild surprise still evident in his expression. ]
You want to be friends.
[ it's a statement, not a question, and minjun simply picks up one of the sushi pieces with his fingers. making a point, maybe? minjun shrugs. ]
They're actually finger food, if you're being traditional.
[is that true? he thinks so... some of his friends are the greatest, but he thinks minjun is different. haneul grins brightly when he picks up his own. yeah, definitely different.]
That's exactly what I was doing. I just didn't want you to think I was being snobby or something.
[he says, with his cheeks suddenly filled with sushi and rice on his bottom lip.]
[ just like that. it doesn't feel all that much like something he'll regret.
and he might have had some prejudiced thoughts about haneul but that was mostly the first hour. now though...
well, clearly haneul isn't being quite himself, or he's trying hard not to, with how he quickly deflects, and minjun tilts his head slightly to watch him stuff his mouth full of food.
[ minjun for one is very content being left alone, thank you. and he wouldn't imagine anyone would be interested in him in the first place. he's into books, not people.
slowly he raises an eyebrow at haneul, gauging how much of that was an innuendo and how much was a serious question. ]
Are you really asking that because you want to know?
[books are written by people, generally about people. sure, they lack some of the unpleasantness that can come with dealing with people, but it's hard to escape them entirely.
escaping haneul can be damn near impossible when he sets his mind to it.]
I only ask about things I want to know. Otherwise it doesn't enter my mind at all - oh, tempura shrimp! [he stands up to reach for a plate before it even reaches them.] There are two, want one?
[ so far, minjun is taking this in stride, taking haneul approaching him and for some reason showing interest in him in stride. because he's not sure if he believes it quite yet.
and haneul is strangely charming in a way minjun didn't expect. his mouth feels stuck in that little half smile again and he nods a thanks to the shrimp sushi. ]
I dream of shadows, mostly, or dead people's wishes. Sometimes it's clear enough I could seek them out and help, but most of the time it's just images.
[haneul places one on his plate. but sushi is pretty much forgotten immediately after. shadows, dead peoples wishes. a shiver goes through his body. is that what's going to happen to him?]
[ he doesn't mention that the images more often then not are graphic, gory, murder victims showing him their last moments of life, ghouls rising from the grave... haneul seems spooked enough from the little he says already. ]
I used to. But finding a conclusive answer is more a headache than helpful. And I've must have read every occult book I've found in the city at this point.
[ plopping the shrimp sushi in his mouth, minjun tries to look a little apologetic, because he knows how haneul is probably feeling about it all. it was himself once too. ]
[he looks away, and it takes a moment or two before he's able to swallow. he doesn't want to see any of that - doesn't even know if he actually will. but if there are any answers, minjun was his best chance.
it sounds like he doesn't have many either.
haneul takes a deep breath, shifting so that he can take his wallet out. he doesn't look at the other again until he can force a smile.]
[ minjun watches the other carefully, even if he's avoiding facing him. he feels a little bad for not being more helpful, but... at least haneul has someone to talk to about it now, and minjun doesn't mind being that person.
[he's acting weird and he knows it. more importantly, minjun doesn't deserve it. he's perfectly nice. more open than han thought he would be.
no one should betray him.]
Thanks. [he shoots him a smile.] This was nice. Being able to talk to someone. Let's do it again.
[it's usually what someone says when they know they're really never going to see the other person again. and honestly, haneul's considering that. maybe he should just take the loss, tell his friends that minjun wasn't interested in just a pretty face. it's not even a lie.]
[ minjun tilts his head at him as they get up, and looks thoughtful for a moment. the idea of talking to haneul again isn't... it's not bad. he didn't mind it, didn't mind this really. and it's nice to know he's not alone in seeing things, though minjun hasn't given that much thought until now, that he's more odd one out than not. ]
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[ minjun raises an eyebrow even as he takes the plate, and going to find the mayo on the table as well. ]
Interesting? It's just food.
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[it's genuine, but han realizes after the fact that it sounded very much like some kind of a line. he tries to shrug it away with an awkward little smile.]
I want to get to know you better. I mean it.
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Just like that? And not because I know "creepy weird things"?
[ yes he's still going to say it like that until haneul stops. minjun cocks his head to the side, even as he grabs another sushi plate passing by them. the other seems genuine enough, and he can't find any reason to distrust him. his voice softens slightly. ]
That's a first.
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[he's kind of at a loss to explain it himself. still, it's not the strangest thing to happen to him lately - not even close. he feels his smile grow.]
Since we're friends now, how much are you gonna laugh at me if I eat with my fingers?
[he's bad with chopsticks. minjun might've noticed.]
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[ minjun just watches haneul for a moment, unmoving, until he turns to pick up another plate of sushi. he has to blink back at the other though, the mild surprise still evident in his expression. ]
You want to be friends.
[ it's a statement, not a question, and minjun simply picks up one of the sushi pieces with his fingers. making a point, maybe? minjun shrugs. ]
They're actually finger food, if you're being traditional.
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[is that true? he thinks so... some of his friends are the greatest, but he thinks minjun is different. haneul grins brightly when he picks up his own. yeah, definitely different.]
That's exactly what I was doing. I just didn't want you to think I was being snobby or something.
[he says, with his cheeks suddenly filled with sushi and rice on his bottom lip.]
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[ just like that. it doesn't feel all that much like something he'll regret.
and he might have had some prejudiced thoughts about haneul but that was mostly the first hour. now though...
well, clearly haneul isn't being quite himself, or he's trying hard not to, with how he quickly deflects, and minjun tilts his head slightly to watch him stuff his mouth full of food.
a corner of his lips curve slightly. ]
Wouldn't dream of it.
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well. this way works out better for him.]
What would you dream of? [he chews slower, mouth still full but eyes locked on minjun.] When you do sleep, what do you dream of?
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slowly he raises an eyebrow at haneul, gauging how much of that was an innuendo and how much was a serious question. ]
Are you really asking that because you want to know?
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escaping haneul can be damn near impossible when he sets his mind to it.]
I only ask about things I want to know. Otherwise it doesn't enter my mind at all - oh, tempura shrimp! [he stands up to reach for a plate before it even reaches them.] There are two, want one?
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and haneul is strangely charming in a way minjun didn't expect. his mouth feels stuck in that little half smile again and he nods a thanks to the shrimp sushi. ]
I dream of shadows, mostly, or dead people's wishes. Sometimes it's clear enough I could seek them out and help, but most of the time it's just images.
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Do you ever wonder why it's happening to you?
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I used to. But finding a conclusive answer is more a headache than helpful. And I've must have read every occult book I've found in the city at this point.
[ plopping the shrimp sushi in his mouth, minjun tries to look a little apologetic, because he knows how haneul is probably feeling about it all. it was himself once too. ]
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it sounds like he doesn't have many either.
haneul takes a deep breath, shifting so that he can take his wallet out. he doesn't look at the other again until he can force a smile.]
Ready?
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he didn't have anyone. ]
Mm. I'm done.
[ he stacks his last plate to the side. ]
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no one should betray him.]
Thanks. [he shoots him a smile.] This was nice. Being able to talk to someone. Let's do it again.
[it's usually what someone says when they know they're really never going to see the other person again. and honestly, haneul's considering that. maybe he should just take the loss, tell his friends that minjun wasn't interested in just a pretty face. it's not even a lie.]
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[ minjun tilts his head at him as they get up, and looks thoughtful for a moment. the idea of talking to haneul again isn't... it's not bad. he didn't mind it, didn't mind this really. and it's nice to know he's not alone in seeing things, though minjun hasn't given that much thought until now, that he's more odd one out than not. ]
Sure. I wouldn't mind that. Talkin again, I mean.