tough talk;
@mpxbora
Yoongi hesitated outside Bora’s door, trying to figure out if he really wanted to do this. He had told Osiris that he would be the one to talk to Bora about what they had discovered in Jordan’s apartment, but he was starting to wonder if that had been a bad idea. He was too close to this, wasn’t he? The things he had read in that journal had filled him with a white hot anger, had made him happy that he had shot that awful bastard in the head. Had made him regret not making him suffer, in fact.
But he had to do it. He did not want to make Bora talk to a stranger about this.
So he finally knocked, and then stuck his hands in his jeans pockets and tried to appear at least a little casual. At least like rage was not still sizzling under his skin, and maybe like he had actually slept in the last few days. He thought that his expression was probably fairly composed by the time the door opened. “Hey, Bora. Sorry for not calling ahead, but... We need to talk. Can I come in?”
