Look I watched my name in one sitting and I havenât been able to stop imaging that Donghoon probably showered Taeju with praise and fondly called him a punk or rascal and Mujin always is just sitting on the side, but not really passing any acknowledgement.
Imagine one time post some fight with another gang, Taeju is the one to take out the boss and prevent a snipe on Mujin, and Donghoon calls out to Mujin like âisnât our Taeju so cool?â. Taeju feels his heart race (it could be the adrenaline but he knows itâs because of something more. Itâs anticipation mixed with hope, even though he should know not to be so silly at this point). But this time something must be different, because Mujin looks him over, and nods at him.
Itâs really nothing to be excited over. Itâs a nod. But itâs a nod from Mujin and that makes it worth so much more. Even if it was prompted by Donghoon, itâs something
They pile into cars, ready to head back. Donghoon goes in a separate one, saying heâs gonna finish up some business and make sure all the loose ends are tied up. Taeju slides into the drivers seat and Mujin takes the back. The rideâs silent.
They arrive back at the Hotel and Taeju steps out to open the door for Mujin. He steps out of the car, straightening his suit.
âJung Taeju, good job today.â Taeju freezes, and looks at Mujin over the car door thatâs between them. Mujin cracks a smile that crinkles the corners of his eyes. âGo home and get some rest. Iâll see you tomorrow,â he continues, and then walks off as if he didnât just deliver a blow stronger than anything Taeju was hit with during the fight earlier. The rush from before is back, and he struggles to get his bearings before he stumbles out a âThank you, sirâ to an empty garage.
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