wait wait wait, in relation to that golden kpop demon hunters ask, what if itβs not that the thought he had mentioned it but he assumed it came across in his appearance. like to him itβs just very obvious he looks Korean!!
Lol, that day he learns how truly oblivious everyone on the team is
Robert stared at the team gathered around him, stunned and disappointed in equal measure by their apparent lack of observation skills. "What do you mean you can't tell? I thought it was pretty damn obvious?"
"The fuck? Obvious? Obviously, not! Boy you're the most basic, plain, pasty white bitch ever!" Prism protested loudly, gesturing emphatically at him.
"No fucking way you're Asian!" Flambae added.
Robert raised an eyebrow, feeling the need to specify, "Half Korean."
Flambae rolled his eyes so hard Robert half expected them to roll right out of his head, scoffing, "We heard you the first time Bob-Bob, fuck off," And then he amended, albeit in a snarky, bitchy tone, "No fucking way you're half Korean. Not with your, your fucking. . . Boring ass face. You're like, the poster boy of white bitches."
"You guys really can't tell? Not even in my eyes?" Robert asked, turning his disbelieving gaze to the rest of the group.
He'd been told his entire life that he looked remarkably like his mom, especially in his eyes. It was something his dad grew to despise, after she left. He saw them every day in the mirror for fuck's sake, they looked the exact same as his mom's.
"You mean your sad puppy dog eyes?" Sonar asked, and Robert paused at those words.
"Don't tell him! He'll weaponize it!" Malevola complained.
"He already does!" Sonar shot back.
The argument goes on for WAY longer than expected, and by the end they all still demand proof. After that though, once it becomes common knowledge and everybody knows, they get over it pretty quick