rascal!
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YOU LIVE IN THE HWASEONG HOUSE LONG ENOUGH AND YOU THINK YOU'RE ON TOP OF THE WORLD.
but that’s—unsurprising—not unheard of when hwaseong houses the best of the best (in his very valid opinion). egos tend to fly sky high and so far, no one has proven eugene wrong. least, none he’d care to keep track of (so, you know, doesn’t fucking count). today is no different—even if it is just a laid-back carnival meant for fun—when there’s competition (pride and bragging rights altogether) on the line, it’s unsurprising that hwaseong kids (bullheaded, competitive, driven types) are the first to step to the challenge.
even if often times it’s against each other.
case in point is tonight’s highlight, eugene eom and saelim nisa. names ever so often spoken in conjunction: between sheets and the dueling club room and moans and swears and day to day pleasantries. names that don’t hold much meaning otherwise; besides dueling and fucking and bickering, what else was there? emotional connection? a tender touch upon issues neither have interest in sharing? yeah right.
at least right now, what’s shared between them proves to only be the need to win. or, even just, not losing first.
“’IGHT” he slams the empty glass down, eyes narrowing at the girl across from him. the back of his throat bubbles in protest and eugene belches without much thought or care to one’s impression. damn, does it fucking matter? when they’re already here. “are you really not going to give up?” gene lifts off his seat slightly to lean forward, boyish grin taking to his face. intimidation tactic #43. thus far, nisa and him have been neck to neck. though he has confidence (mind you, i’m never sure where the so-called confidence stems from) that he could easily topple her over.
“what are you gonna give me when i win again?”
/ @nisamsu
