Saeran Week/Hacksmas
I wanted to do some art for today but it just wasn't working out the way I'd planned, but this tiny drabble came to mind this morning instead. @saeranchoiweek
Happy Birthday to my absolute favorite characters I've ever met in my many years of gaming. To Saeran, to whom I wish only happiness, peace, love, and a long life with his family. And to Saeyoung, who I love for his genius and his big heart, his genuine kindness after everything he's been through, and his ability to make me laugh. I hope the love of the fandom reaches you both today and always.
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“Noooooooo, this is going to take forEVER. So cruel to make a restless wanderer like me wait here, tethered to my desk!”
His brother's dramatic wailing caused him to crack a smile. He'd been fixing MC’s computer for most of the morning while she was visiting with Jaehee. The PC was old and slow and everything was taking longer than it should. He didn't know why Saeyoung didn't just replace it. Strolling into the room he called out to his brother. “Restless wanderer? Since when? You spend all of your time indoors, nerd.”
“Cruelties upon cruelties! Mocked by my own flesh and blood!” Saeyoung sighed, his whole body slumping forward, eliciting an annoyed beep from the computer as his forehead settled on the keyboard.
“Come on. You've been working on that ancient monstrosity all morning. I bet you haven't even eaten. Let's go get lunch or something.” Saeran smirked as Saeyoung bounded up out of his chair with a huge smile on his face.
His voice was pure enthusiasm. “You really want to go somewhere together? You and me? You do care about me!”
“Obviously. Though it's your treat,” Saeran deadpanned.
Saeyoung spun around to face him again, his eyes alight with mischief. “Okay, then you're driving,” he said, tossing his keychain to his brother, who caught it with ease. He stared at the key in his hand, the understanding of how important this moment was dawning over him. His brother never trusted anyone else with his babies. Even MC hadn't driven one of his cars yet. The warmth he felt in his chest was unfamiliar to him...until he thought back to days long ago when his brother would sneak him out of the house for ice cream.
Saeran followed Saeyoung to the huge garage, his feet guiding him automatically while his mind tried to process the thoughts racing through it. His brother opened the door with unnecessary bravado, bowing and gesturing for Saeran to enter before him.
“Happy Birthday, brother.” Those words and the ridiculously huge bow atop his favorite of Saeyoung’s cars clicked together in his mind.
“I… what?”
“That was your favorite, right? I hope I remembered correctly…”
Saeran walked over to the gleaming blue sports car, running his hand over its shining surface. His voice choked with emotion, he turned to his brother again. “Yeah, that's the one. Are you sure? I… you love these damn things.”
Saeyoung stepped over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. Saeran could see the telltale signs that his brother was close to tears, and felt the same things reflected in himself. “Honestly, part of why I bought them was an attempt to fill the hole that has always been in my heart since the day I had to leave you behind. They already basically belong to you anyway.”
On impulse, Saeran wrapped his arms around his brother's neck, holding him tightly. It wasn't the first time they'd hugged since their reunion, but it was the first time Saeran truly appreciated the comfort of having this connection back in his life. He had family again, and he was safe and free. “Thank you, brother. For everything. Now let's get some lunch so MC has more time to plan whatever she has in mind for your birthday.”
