[ he laughs, slapping minsu's vine with his own before he takes a big bite of it, chasing it down with more wine cooler. he giggles, putting an arm around minsu's middle and pulling him back down on the bed. ]
It's okay, baby. I just want to know the kind of stuff you liked instead.
[he rests his head on junsu's shoulder, thoughtful for a moment.]
I wish we'd been friends then. [his voice is softer, a soft pain in his heart that things hadn't turned out that way.] I would rather have been reading Harry Potter with you than doing the things I was doing.
[ somehow, he believes they would've been friends like this too. that them being human in a world so changed brought them close, but that this closeness was inevitable. no matter the circumstances.
he thinks it might have changed his life, to have someone like minsu in it back then. ]
[minsu shrugs. it's almost embarrassing to admit, but if there's someone who might really get it, he always thinks of junsu.
plus, what embarrassment. he sent him a picture of a mosquito bite on his almost-ass.]
Doing things to make people like me. It didn't get really bad until I turned seventeen. My sisters were out of the house by then, and I couldn't stand being there with my dad. But I didn't have any friends like you. So I just...any reason to stay the night with someone, you know?
[ junsu gets both his arms around minsu, keeping him where he is, head against his shoulder. he turns his head and presses a kiss to his hair, too. ]
Yeah. I know.
[ it wasn't exactly like this for him back then, but after. and still today. sometimes he finds someone's bed to get into just because he doesn't want to sleep alone. he's happy minsu doesn't have to live like that anymore. ]
It's good you have someone special now. Someone that loves you.
[ he means every word, too. someone like sage is right for minsu. as much as part of his heart thinks the opposite, thinks that it should be him, the rest of him knows sage can and will keep minsu safer than junsu ever could. besides, he loves minsu. thats all junsu could ask for. someone that adores him too. ]
And you have a friend like me now. I'll keep you company and play games with you, while Sage is gone.
[minsu giggles softly to himself. when junsu said that, about someone special who loves him, he thought he was talking about himself. because junsu is special, and minsu knows that he loves him, and he's so lucky to have so many people in his life who fit that description that he mixes them up sometimes.]
Games though, are you ready to start?
[they have a whole wine cooler left, time to get wild.]
[ junsu let minsu go, sitting up straight and crossing his legs on the bed, the wine cooler and the licorice between them, so they could keep having a bit of both as they played. ]
[ junsu's laughing, too, knowing minsu isn't making fun of him or being mean. and it's kind of funny to think back on himself, writing these things, sometimes even inserting himself into stories for how badly he wanted to be part of a magical world. ]
I don't know if I have any... It might still be up somewhere on the web.
[ he makes a face. he hopes not. ]
Okay, um. Never have I ever... God, this is hard! [ hard to think of things he hasn't done that aren't oddly specific. ]
Never have I ever gone skinny dipping in a neighbour's pool.
[ junsu splutters, then laughs, shaking his head. that's a funny image. and minsu's... so, so, so cute. junsu gets his arms around him and squeezes, just because he has to. ]
[ he protests with a weak hey, but lets minsu steal a bite. he shoves the rest of it in his mouth.
and promptly wishes he hadn't, because that answer makes him... sad. he adds it to the things he wishes he'd done on time. he'd been so close to asking him on a date. ]
I almost — I almost asked you on one, once. [ he says, caught up in thinking back on how he'd texted him intending to ask. catching himself, he shakes his head. ]
I don't know why no one's asked you yet! You need to make Sage take you out.
[minsu's surprised, mouth hanging open until he realizes that there's a half-chewed twizzler in there. he closes it before swallowing.]
I didn't know.
[which makes sense, given that junsu didn't ask. what minsu really means is that he didn't know that's something junsu would ever have wanted to do with him. now he wants to ask him when, what they would've done on their date. but it makes him sad too, this memory that never got made, even if they can make new ones in its place.
[ junsu says softly, but his heart is racing a little. he's scared, suddenly, that minsu will think about this or what it means, or ask him questions he can't answer.
or say something wonderful and devastating, like how he would have said yes. he doesn't want to hear anything like that, because he's been living this like it wouldn't have happened no matter what, that minsu never had romantic feelings for him. he needs that to stay true.
he pats minsu's cheek. ]
When Sage comes back, he better take you on one. Or I'll have a word with him.
[he would've said yes. minsu wouldn't have had a reason in the world to say no, thinks he would've been happy and excited, and doesn't consider the butterfly effect of it.
what he wonders is why junsu didn't ask. what it was about minsu that made him hesitate. he wonders but he doesn't really want to know.]
The treehouse probably counts. [they go somewhere else together, it's romantic. isn't that what a date is? it doesn't really need the words "will you go out with me?", does it?] I just always imagine coffee shops and amusement parks. Movies and dinner.
[all the cliches that people who date a lot are probably bored of, but look different in the eyes of those who haven't.]
[ he's not sure the treehouse counts. it sounds like minsu wants something more typical, and that sounds fine to him. they sound like things minsu shouldn't even have to ask for. he gets that he might have to, though. the world has changed, and it's changed people, and people are scared and things like date have become a little less important in the grand scheme of things. ]
Yeah. Those are good dates.
[ he puts a hand on minsu's leg, reassuring. ]
The treehouse is one thing. If that's what you want, you should ask for it.
[he knows junsu is right. sage is a witch, not a mind reader. and minsu's gotten better at communicating what he wants, which is something that his boyfriend has also told him to do, over and over again.
he wraps his arms around junsu like he's a teddy bear, cheek against his shoulder.]
I guess I'd just like to be asked. Which is stupid.
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[minsu hops up onto his knees and grabs another vine of his own, holding it out like they're about to duel.]
Teach me, Obi-Wan.
[that's not-
whatever, hopefully junsu still has some of the books.]
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[ he laughs, slapping minsu's vine with his own before he takes a big bite of it, chasing it down with more wine cooler. he giggles, putting an arm around minsu's middle and pulling him back down on the bed. ]
It's okay, baby. I just want to know the kind of stuff you liked instead.
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[he rests his head on junsu's shoulder, thoughtful for a moment.]
I wish we'd been friends then. [his voice is softer, a soft pain in his heart that things hadn't turned out that way.] I would rather have been reading Harry Potter with you than doing the things I was doing.
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[ somehow, he believes they would've been friends like this too. that them being human in a world so changed brought them close, but that this closeness was inevitable. no matter the circumstances.
he thinks it might have changed his life, to have someone like minsu in it back then. ]
What were you doing?
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plus, what embarrassment. he sent him a picture of a mosquito bite on his almost-ass.]
Doing things to make people like me. It didn't get really bad until I turned seventeen. My sisters were out of the house by then, and I couldn't stand being there with my dad. But I didn't have any friends like you. So I just...any reason to stay the night with someone, you know?
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Yeah. I know.
[ it wasn't exactly like this for him back then, but after. and still today. sometimes he finds someone's bed to get into just because he doesn't want to sleep alone. he's happy minsu doesn't have to live like that anymore. ]
It's good you have someone special now. Someone that loves you.
[ he means every word, too. someone like sage is right for minsu. as much as part of his heart thinks the opposite, thinks that it should be him, the rest of him knows sage can and will keep minsu safer than junsu ever could. besides, he loves minsu. thats all junsu could ask for. someone that adores him too. ]
And you have a friend like me now. I'll keep you company and play games with you, while Sage is gone.
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Games though, are you ready to start?
[they have a whole wine cooler left, time to get wild.]
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[ junsu let minsu go, sitting up straight and crossing his legs on the bed, the wine cooler and the licorice between them, so they could keep having a bit of both as they played. ]
Do you want to go first?
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[he ponders his options for a moment. ah, okay.]
Read fanfiction.
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[ he takes a swig. ]
I might even have written some...
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[minsu laughs, but it's more like he's laughing with junsu than at him. the game is still young, with plenty of time for his own embarrassments.]
Oh my god, do you still have any? Will you read it to me?
[maybe he can even get him to do the voices. his laughter tapers off.]
Okay, your turn.
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I don't know if I have any... It might still be up somewhere on the web.
[ he makes a face. he hopes not. ]
Okay, um. Never have I ever... God, this is hard! [ hard to think of things he hasn't done that aren't oddly specific. ]
Never have I ever gone skinny dipping in a neighbour's pool.
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minsu can relate to that feeling, smiling as he waits, shaking his head when junsu names one that could've been a hit.]
Miss! My Neighbor's didn't have a pool.
[if they had had a pool though, he would probably be drinking.]
Never have I ever had a pet.
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[ he giggles, taking the wine cooler for another sip, feeling the pleasant and light buzz if alcohol. ]
Ah, no, I never had a pet. Always wanted one though, like a daemon or a familiar.
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[even better if it grows into a big dragon that you can ride.]
I wanted a hamster too, so he could run around in one of those cute little balls. But my mom said that they're just tailless mice.
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[ he nudges minsu, conspiratorial. whispers, like there's anyone around to hear them. ]
You should ask Sage.
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He would look extra cute rolling around the house in one of those balls.
[which is probably not what junsu meant. but minsu giggles picturing it, turning pink from a combination of that and the alcohol.]
Okay, whose turn is it?
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I think it's mine? Okay.
[ chewing on a vine. ]
Never have I ever been on a double date.
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Oh, me neither! I'm not even sure if I've been on a single date before, much less double.
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and promptly wishes he hadn't, because that answer makes him... sad. he adds it to the things he wishes he'd done on time. he'd been so close to asking him on a date. ]
I almost — I almost asked you on one, once. [ he says, caught up in thinking back on how he'd texted him intending to ask. catching himself, he shakes his head. ]
I don't know why no one's asked you yet! You need to make Sage take you out.
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[minsu's surprised, mouth hanging open until he realizes that there's a half-chewed twizzler in there. he closes it before swallowing.]
I didn't know.
[which makes sense, given that junsu didn't ask. what minsu really means is that he didn't know that's something junsu would ever have wanted to do with him. now he wants to ask him when, what they would've done on their date. but it makes him sad too, this memory that never got made, even if they can make new ones in its place.
it's fine. even if his lips have formed a pout.]
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[ junsu says softly, but his heart is racing a little. he's scared, suddenly, that minsu will think about this or what it means, or ask him questions he can't answer.
or say something wonderful and devastating, like how he would have said yes. he doesn't want to hear anything like that, because he's been living this like it wouldn't have happened no matter what, that minsu never had romantic feelings for him. he needs that to stay true.
he pats minsu's cheek. ]
When Sage comes back, he better take you on one. Or I'll have a word with him.
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what he wonders is why junsu didn't ask. what it was about minsu that made him hesitate. he wonders but he doesn't really want to know.]
The treehouse probably counts. [they go somewhere else together, it's romantic. isn't that what a date is? it doesn't really need the words "will you go out with me?", does it?] I just always imagine coffee shops and amusement parks. Movies and dinner.
[all the cliches that people who date a lot are probably bored of, but look different in the eyes of those who haven't.]
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Yeah. Those are good dates.
[ he puts a hand on minsu's leg, reassuring. ]
The treehouse is one thing. If that's what you want, you should ask for it.
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[he knows junsu is right. sage is a witch, not a mind reader. and minsu's gotten better at communicating what he wants, which is something that his boyfriend has also told him to do, over and over again.
he wraps his arms around junsu like he's a teddy bear, cheek against his shoulder.]
I guess I'd just like to be asked. Which is stupid.
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