he has always feared becoming like his father. a man of sorrow with an agenda to transfer the pain to a wife and child. to transfer his failures to his family in order to feel less at blame and fault. a man who blamed his wife and child for his mistakes — his sour taste of a character. a man returning from work with disheveled appearance; the smell of soju obvious; red cheeks not of romance, but of the rage of his life being transparent. his occupation his only concern with intentions to abuse a wife and child after hours of drinking alongside other men with a patriarchal outlook. when at home, he spoke of profanity with beer in hand. there was a monster within him that only minwoo and his mother saw. everyone else was oblivious.
blue feared that he was becoming exactly like his father. the consecutive nights of drinking has proven that much. his body has fallen numb and tired from the countless nights of alcohol, and he has retired with torment, for he just burdened another person with his troubles. his cowardliness led him to hurt another person, and now he was to be in pain with realization that he has, indeed, become his father.
he was drunk. with noah by his side yet again, the two were completely out of it to find a way back home. laughter, lewd jokes, to acts that if captured in film would have them in trouble. all added to how screwed the two were. luckily, the two knew a number to call and could save them. daeun. she did not take long to arrive, and before blue knew it, he was thrown on the couch in noah’s accommodation. how many times will he find himself in this situation before piecing his life back together?
his eyes were closed, body lazy when he felt daeun take a seat adjacent, the side of the couch sinking in furthermore. accepting the tea she prepared, he responded with a small smile thankful that someone was looking after him even if she did not have to. he takes a sip before waving his hand, no need for food, for he was not hungry. tea would do. however, her next choice of words had him settle focus on her; eyes soft — those words alone sobering him up a bit. “what is there to talk about?” back pressed against the couch, he narrowed his eyes on the female. “i’m drunk, daeun. nothing has to be wrong for me to be drunk.” blue forced a chuckle before taking another sip of the tea. “noah and i were just having too much fun.”
had she been okay to ask that? was she pushing a boundary he didn’t want her to cross? the last thing daeun wanted was to upset anyone, but he didn’t necessarily seem mad. people tended to open up to her easily. maybe it was because she was always smiles and soft edges, kind words and laughter like bells. everything about her screamed safe and trustworthy, and that part of her was true. there were few people she didn’t like, if any. no one she thought poorly enough off to deceive or sell out.
she sipped her tea slowly, not making a sound as her eyes stayed focused on minwoo. “i know. you can be drunk just to be drunk. i’m happy you two had fun. he needs more fun in his life.” that was true. there were plenty of nights daeun had gone out or stayed in with the other girls in gal.actic, or other friends she had met through the industry. on her birthday she had gotten a little drunk, and would have been drunker if noah hadn’t dragged her off the dance floor and back to his place. this place. but more times than not, when she got really shit-faced, there was something happening deep down that she didn’t want to deal with. she found that to be a common theme with most people.
“it’s just...” she couldn’t stop herself. she couldn’t let this go, not just yet. what if he needed to talk, he just didn’t know it? she had never been pushy, but recently she had become more comfortable being bold. and if he reacted negatively to this, if he didn’t want to open up, she wouldn’t force it. she’d let him enjoy his tea and silence and continue to take care of him just as she would have before. “your aura seems kind of... heavy.” it sounded silly and fantastic, but it was the best way to describe it. there was just something in his eyes that screamed distress and she only wanted to help.
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