"Listen, your brother's just an angry... He's still gotta be a teenager, right? You know what that was like. He doesn't mean it. Not really. It's complicated, right?" One of them killed their dad? Minjun sighed, pushing away from the car so he could turn and face Gyungho instead. Damn tall guy.
"I'm glad your father is dead. Whoever killed him. It's his fault. All of it. Tae and Ae not being close to you. Them having names that rhyme. All his fault."
"I always liked that, actually. Pretty sure it was eomma." Gyungho smiled a little, his heart aching at the mention of his beloved eomma. It had been rough to lose her, he still wasn't over it. "I wish I had a name that rhymed but that kinda sums it up, yeah? I don't belong in their lives. I don't fit. And that's cool. I keep an eye out, I warn them and I care but I don't get close. It's better for them."
He didn't want to make anything worse. He smiled at Minjun and put his hands on his best friend's shoulders. "I can see you're worrying. It's written across your face. Stop it, okay? No need to worry. Focus on your hot bae and the take over. We can discuss my shit when we're living large, yeah?"
"Yeah." Minjun frowned, not exactly wanting to hide his worry. He wanted it to be as obvious as his reasons for worry where. "You know I can tell when you've cried. And you're not alone anymore. I'm back. Not just to kick Cheon's ass."
Minjun took a deep breath, leaning their foreheads together. "I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?"
"I stubbed my toe, you know how sensitive I am. Now get lost."
Gyungho shoved Minjun towards the door and sighed, getting into the car again and picking up the little Snoopy plane. He missed Minjun so much all these years, it was so good to see him again.
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"I'm glad your father is dead. Whoever killed him. It's his fault. All of it. Tae and Ae not being close to you. Them having names that rhyme. All his fault."
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He didn't want to make anything worse. He smiled at Minjun and put his hands on his best friend's shoulders. "I can see you're worrying. It's written across your face. Stop it, okay? No need to worry. Focus on your hot bae and the take over. We can discuss my shit when we're living large, yeah?"
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Minjun took a deep breath, leaning their foreheads together. "I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?"
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Gyungho shoved Minjun towards the door and sighed, getting into the car again and picking up the little Snoopy plane. He missed Minjun so much all these years, it was so good to see him again.