Play the way you feel it

Hyunjin slightly flinched when Denver slammed his phone down, not expecting his reaction. “I get it, you know? It’s okay to be upset. But if that’s all that happened, maybe it’s for the best.” It definitely sounded… petty? But Jin didn’t know the whole story, or both sides, and maybe this was one of those small incidents that was enough to push them over the edge. Maybe it was a long time coming. Maybe Hyunjin was reflecting on his own relationship that ended, when all he did was just walk away. “Fuck relationships, right? You can move on and do whatever you want now.” Was that encouraging? Hell if he knew. “What part of it upsets you? Breaking up in general? Or the way it happened?”

Okay, Denver was drunk, so it was a little hard to follow his train of thought as he carried on. Hyunjin furrowed his brow but he nodded to try and show support, that he was listening. “You were dumped… over text. Because you brought lunch?” That was what he was saying, right? But it was still confusing. Jin wasn’t the best at comforting people, though he tried to be mindful of what he said. “There’s no way to talk about it?” He tilted his head and rubbed the back of Denver’s shoulder in hopes of trying to comfort him at least a little.

Hyunjin shook his head. “You’re not trash.” And for some reason, he was starting to gather that there was a motive behind all of this. A possible reason why Denver was drunk and he lashed out. He didn’t take him for an aggressive guy but then again, what did he know, right? Alcohol changed people, too. Jin wasn’t about to try and hold him down, a bit fearful that his friend would unexpectedly lash out at him, so he only followed once he moved to a bench. “I don’t think you need another beer. Uh, no offense… How should things go?”

Hyunjin kept an eye on his friend, watching his reaction and trying to figure out what was going through Denver’s head as he seemed to move around with a sort of anxiousness. Then, when Denver cupped his face, Jin stared back, his eyes going a bit wide at the sudden touch and proximity. “I, uhh… what? Slow down, slow down.” Hyunjin pulled Denver’s hands away, suddenly aware of just how drunk his friend must have been since he could smell the alcohol on his breath. “I’m fine. No one hit me. We’re good, alright?” And when Denver hit the ground, Hyunjin followed, crouching down beside him and placing a hand on his shoulder, brow knitted in concern. “You were thinking you were pissed off and that guy was an absolute dick. He deserved it. If you wouldn’t have punched him, I would have.” He glanced over his shoulder to see if anyone did follow but it didn’t look like it. Besides, he wasn’t planning on leaving Denver’s side until he could figure out what the hell happened. And hopefully get him to calm down. “Take a deep breath. Can you do that?”

The things the guy was spewing at Denver were enough to get his own blood boiling. Except before Hyunjin could really say or do anything, Denver was pushing him back and jumping at the guy. Everything felt like it happened so fast. And apparently, his friend didn’t need any help because he had the guy on the ground in no time, leaving Hyunjin trying to pull him off. The next thing he knew, Denver was pulling him in a direction and running off. “Right behind you!” Jin had no idea what he was yelling but hey, he wasn’t about to stop. Surely, there were police and security throughout the place, and he wasn’t about to face any repercussions. Glancing over his shoulder to make sure no one was following, Hyunjin grabbed Denver’s arm to bring him to a stop. “Hey… you alright, man? I feel like you might have broke that guy’s nose back there. I mean, he was a dick, he had it coming.”

Denver’s heart was racing fast, he was pretty sure that by the blood on his hand, he probably did a little more than just break the guy's nose. He started to move around looking at people, he took out his sweater and look at his hand and started to clean it up before quickly watching Hyunjin, he cupped his face and looked at him with some terrifying expression on his face “Are you okay? Did I hit you? Where we followed? I don’t want you to get in trouble, you should leave...” His head was moving way to fast for his body and he fell on his ass to the ground “FUCK!” He was feeling stupid and like a letdown, so he hit the ground “What the fuck was I thinking?” 

Hyunjin was avoiding things again. He tried to keep busy, tried to stay away from home for as long as he could so that he didn’t have time to think. It was the only reason going to this festival even seemed appealing right now because at least he wouldn’t be stuck with his thoughts and trying to decipher them. Or dragging anyone else down; his brother seemed to be in a good place and while Jin might be fairly decent at hiding his emotions, he wasn’t necessarily that good. That’s why when he saw a fight about to break out, Hyunjin didn’t even think twice before stepping in to intervene. Was it bad that he was almost looking forward to it? Damn, it definitely gave him something else to focus on. But was that… Denver?

“Hey, hey. No one has to hit anyone, alright? Back off.” Hyunjin directed his words at the man standing before Denver. Did he have any idea what was going on? Absolutely not. But he was still taking his friend’s side. “Who does this cabrón guy think he is, anyway?” Jin stared the guy down, trying to ease Denver back, though he wasn’t sure how well that would work.

When Denver saw Hyunjin come between the guys he immediately decided to bit his tongue and take a one step back, he didn’t want for him to get into a fight with some asshole. But just as he was ready to move away from the guy shouted the word beaner and something else that insulted his home country that made Denver’s brain to snap. 

Denver shouldn’t have come, he could keep drowning himself in work but he had asked permission to have this day free so he could enjoy it with Dal, but things had changed a lot in a very short time and sadly it was too late to roll in as a paramedic and even worst he had been drinking way too much for the past days so he was too much of a mess to even tried to be a paramedic on an event with so many people. 

He had already drunk before getting to the festival so he was already drunk and it wasn’t even night. He was staying out of trouble and just sat in the corner drinking and looking at people when he saw a man starting to bother a girl. He stood back for a few minutes but since nobody was doing anything he came by. Denver was drunk and stubborn, the other guy was just drunk and annoying so things got out of hands rather easy and before he knew the man was already pushing him and Denver’s temper exploded faster than usual, so he started to push back and to respond to the man’s provocation “Do you want to hit me? Do it I fucking dare you, Cabron”

Dal: I'm just scared that if I give you that chance you will make me change my mind?

Dal: And right now I really need to figure out what I really want.

Denver: Then I guess since you made up your mind about it, this is it.

Denver: I really hope you are happy and keep finding things that fill you with joy, cause you are smart and so talented.

Dever: And maybe in the future you find someone that loves you and makes you as happy as I wanted to make you.

Denver: Don't give up on nature okay, she does miss her favorite photographer to portrait her beauty.

Denver: Okay

Denver: Do you want a break or to break up with me Dal?

Denver: If it is a break what exactly does it means?

Dal: I think maybe we should break up?

Denver: I wish there was something I could do to change this.

Dal: Of course, yes, how you feel is important too.

Dal: I want to be happy too, but I'm not. I think that's kind of the whole... thing.

Dal: I mean, when we are together it feels nice, but I keep wondering if I want to be with you because /I/ want or because I have this obsessive thing about people liking me.

Dal: I think... I think we should take a break?

Denver: Okay

Denver: Do you want a break or to break up with me Dal?