[ eat some ginger for the nausea? honestly, he feels a little bad, because suddenly he's expected to be this kind of expert on it (well, technically he's more knowledgeable than most, but... still). ]
You want to hang out with me? I'm not a cure all for your visions... if that's what you're expecting.
[ lunch? is he joking or something? minjun blinks at the message for a moment, because he expected something like meet at the farthest corner of the library or somewhere literally out of people's way. ]
And I would have gotten sleep if you didn't wake me up.
[ minjun wasn't sure what he was expecting, but when haneul shows up looking like that, he can't help but stare. he's in the library, just putting a book back on its shelf when he catches sight of him. ]
You stand out like a sore thumb.
[ and that's... surprising. because that isn't the kind of positive attention haneul usually must want. ]
[he smiles anyway. maybe he just takes everything in the best possible way, deliberately or otherwise. haneul reaches to slide the book back out again, just enough to check out the title.]
[ the book looks old, and doesn't seem to have an immediate title on the cover. there's filigree looking bindings and patterns on it, however. since when did their school keep stuff like this in the library anyway? ]
[haneul wouldn't know - not that he's an idiot. his grades were perfectly fine. but he does all of his research online, he can't remember the last time he picked up an actual book.]
Just a guess. You must be starving. What do you feel like? Sushi? Burgers?
Never seen a book that was actually written in Latin.
[he figured that much out from the faded golden title - though 'latin' was mostly a lucky guess.]
Don't you eat lunch? [he raises an eyebrow back at him. but there's a smile on his lips as he tries to loop his arm through minjun's.] I want to tell you about the dream I had last night, in case it turns out to be important.
There's a few around. And you got it right, it's in Latin.
[ the corner of minjun's lips twitch slightly though it never reaches an actual smile. it drops the moment haneul tries to connect their arms, but minjun just resigns himself to it. ]
I eat lunch. I meant this whole... fraternizing with people outside your circle. The mess hall isn't very secluded.
[haneul lets that sink in for a minute before grinning.]
Just kidding. I'm really not that rich. But there's a pretty good conveyer belt place downtown.
[he leads him out, pausing only twice to talk to someone he knows, but he really doesn't let them slow them down. when they reach his car, he slides his arm free to open minjun's door.]
Going to Tokyo just for lunch is a neat idea but also harmful for the environment.
[ he follows along easily, though mostly because haneul already has a hold on him and he already agreed. he stays silent when the other is chatting, all the way to the car. ]
[minjun's always been this way, hasn't he? or at least for a long time. that's the impression that haneul got earlier. he closes the door before getting in on the driver's side.]
It's only gonna make it worse for me. The visions, the weird shit. I feel like I'm being broken down.
[he blinks a few times at the genuiness of his own words, and how easy they are to admit to him. it makes him hum softly to himself before he pulls out into the traffic.]
[ he's had it ever since he can remember. the shadow in the corner, the little lady with the missing eye, the man without a head and a hand. he started talking to them once he got over the initial scare. they're... not bad.
the bad ones are what made him start looking into the occult more, so he could create wards and charms to eat least keep the worst of it away.
he turns to watch haneul as he drives. ]
Only if you let them. They hold no power over you, not really.
[haneul chews his bottom lip. the words sound good - very inspirational. he just wonders if he'll ever actually believe it.
he drives in silence for the rest of the way, and then hops out to get minjun's door again. he likes being a gentleman, ok. they find a booth inside, and from there are free to choose the color-coded plates that go by their table.]
Most of them are harmless, but they can tell when you're afraid, uncertain.
[ he picks at the cuff of his sleeve as he speaks, and watches the city scenery pass them by. minjun is perfectly content being quiet the rest of the ride too.
and he only gives haneul a confused look as the door is opened before he even is halfway there to open it himself, but... all right, he won't look a gift horse in the mouth. ]
['most' of them are harmless. what happens when it's one that's not? what happens when they sense that he's afraid?]
Huh. That's interesting. [haneul smiles and gestures for him to take the first plate. california rolls are so fresh. but chili mayo is a little spicier.] So you have a hidden side. I could've guess that.
[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. ]
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Date: 2023-02-12 10:48 pm (UTC)[ eat some ginger for the nausea? honestly, he feels a little bad, because suddenly he's expected to be this kind of expert on it (well, technically he's more knowledgeable than most, but... still). ]
You want to hang out with me? I'm not a cure all for your visions... if that's what you're expecting.
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Date: 2023-02-12 10:56 pm (UTC)maybe they don't. maybe minjun never has either.]
i know you're not.
but at least you kinda get it. i can talk to you about it.
i already told you, my friends would either laugh or run away.
[which makes him think that maybe they're not such great friends after all.]
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Date: 2023-02-12 11:00 pm (UTC)if it's not a prank. if it is... well, he'll cross that bridge then. ]
Doesn't sound like very good friends to me.
[ minjun doesn't really talk to most people because of this exact reaction. people laugh, or look at him weirdly, or they're just simply scared. ]
...sure, we can hang out.
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Date: 2023-02-12 11:03 pm (UTC)[is he kidding with that?]
try to get some sleep if you can.
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Date: 2023-02-12 11:07 pm (UTC)[ lunch? is he joking or something? minjun blinks at the message for a moment, because he expected something like meet at the farthest corner of the library or somewhere literally out of people's way. ]
And I would have gotten sleep if you didn't wake me up.
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Date: 2023-02-12 11:15 pm (UTC)and haneul really is wearing a black hoodie. it and the black ripped jeans that he pairs it with makes his red hair stand out even more.]
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Date: 2023-02-12 11:19 pm (UTC)You stand out like a sore thumb.
[ and that's... surprising. because that isn't the kind of positive attention haneul usually must want. ]
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Date: 2023-02-12 11:24 pm (UTC)[he smiles anyway. maybe he just takes everything in the best possible way, deliberately or otherwise. haneul reaches to slide the book back out again, just enough to check out the title.]
Have you been here since they opened?
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Date: 2023-02-12 11:48 pm (UTC)I have. Why?
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Date: 2023-02-12 11:55 pm (UTC)Just a guess. You must be starving. What do you feel like? Sushi? Burgers?
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Date: 2023-02-13 12:11 am (UTC)[ wouldn't hurt to open one once in a while. the internet doesn't have as much occult info as books. ]
Mm, sushi is fine. [ he just raises an eyebrow ]. We're really doing this? Lunch.
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Date: 2023-02-13 12:15 am (UTC)[he figured that much out from the faded golden title - though 'latin' was mostly a lucky guess.]
Don't you eat lunch? [he raises an eyebrow back at him. but there's a smile on his lips as he tries to loop his arm through minjun's.] I want to tell you about the dream I had last night, in case it turns out to be important.
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Date: 2023-02-13 12:22 am (UTC)[ the corner of minjun's lips twitch slightly though it never reaches an actual smile. it drops the moment haneul tries to connect their arms, but minjun just resigns himself to it. ]
I eat lunch. I meant this whole... fraternizing with people outside your circle. The mess hall isn't very secluded.
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Date: 2023-02-13 02:25 pm (UTC)his brows jump a little.]
I'm confident enough to make my own choices, including who I hang out with.
[he doesn't care about his friends seeing them together. in fact, it would be a good thing in accordance with their little bet.
which he really doesn't want to think about right now.]
But they don't have good sushi there anyway. I know a better place.
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Date: 2023-02-13 03:58 pm (UTC)All right then. What better place?
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Date: 2023-02-13 04:07 pm (UTC)[haneul lets that sink in for a minute before grinning.]
Just kidding. I'm really not that rich. But there's a pretty good conveyer belt place downtown.
[he leads him out, pausing only twice to talk to someone he knows, but he really doesn't let them slow them down. when they reach his car, he slides his arm free to open minjun's door.]
Did you get any sleep?
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Date: 2023-02-13 04:12 pm (UTC)[ he follows along easily, though mostly because haneul already has a hold on him and he already agreed. he stays silent when the other is chatting, all the way to the car. ]
Not really. It's not unsusual.
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Date: 2023-02-13 04:28 pm (UTC)[minjun's always been this way, hasn't he? or at least for a long time. that's the impression that haneul got earlier. he closes the door before getting in on the driver's side.]
It's only gonna make it worse for me. The visions, the weird shit. I feel like I'm being broken down.
[he blinks a few times at the genuiness of his own words, and how easy they are to admit to him. it makes him hum softly to himself before he pulls out into the traffic.]
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Date: 2023-02-13 07:50 pm (UTC)the bad ones are what made him start looking into the occult more, so he could create wards and charms to eat least keep the worst of it away.
he turns to watch haneul as he drives. ]
Only if you let them. They hold no power over you, not really.
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Date: 2023-02-13 10:40 pm (UTC)[haneul chews his bottom lip. the words sound good - very inspirational. he just wonders if he'll ever actually believe it.
he drives in silence for the rest of the way, and then hops out to get minjun's door again. he likes being a gentleman, ok. they find a booth inside, and from there are free to choose the color-coded plates that go by their table.]
Do you have a favorite?
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Date: 2023-02-14 01:10 am (UTC)[ he picks at the cuff of his sleeve as he speaks, and watches the city scenery pass them by. minjun is perfectly content being quiet the rest of the ride too.
and he only gives haneul a confused look as the door is opened before he even is halfway there to open it himself, but... all right, he won't look a gift horse in the mouth. ]
The California rolls. Chili mayo...
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Date: 2023-02-14 03:00 pm (UTC)['most' of them are harmless. what happens when it's one that's not? what happens when they sense that he's afraid?]
Huh. That's interesting. [haneul smiles and gestures for him to take the first plate. california rolls are so fresh. but chili mayo is a little spicier.] So you have a hidden side. I could've guess that.
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Date: 2023-02-15 12:21 am (UTC)[ 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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Date: 2023-02-15 11:16 pm (UTC)[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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Date: 2023-02-16 11:06 pm (UTC)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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