Jin laughed as Moon-ssi devoured his meal. He was content enough to sit with his small teacup in both hands, watching and smirking, as his friend settled what was likely a raging stomach. He was glad for it, again; there was some semblance of satisfaction in knowing Moon-ssi was well taken care of that settled the knot in Jin’s own stomach. With that seen to, he turned back to his own soup and took it down nearly as quickly. It had been forever since they’d eaten together like this and his own appetite was not to be waylaid anymore at the convenience of it. Jin, however, used a spoon.
He paused mid-meal exactly as Moon-ssi’s puzzling response prompted and waited, expectantly, for the explanation that he knew was coming. When it did, Jin tilted his head slightly as recognition dawned. Imbalanced, indeed. He tracked the movement of Moon-ssi lifting his tea to his lips and the soft mutter that accompanied his motion— confused still, slightly. Then, at the blush that warmed his friends cheeks, Jin realized.
“Geurae?!” The question (agreement? he wasn’t sure how, exactly, he’d meant that) was out before Jin could catch it. He was surprised though to hear Moon-ssi admit to wanting him around. After their fight and all, it seemed like it would take a total spiritual intervention for him to ever say anything like that again; or for Jin to accept it, either. He flushed a little belatedly and dropped his nose towards his soup. The instinct to scoff and push Moon-ssi away, to protect himself from getting hurt again, warred mightily against everything Jin wanted. He ought to apologize for being such a jerk earlier; he hadn’t meant to hurt Moon-ssi, his temper had just gotten the best of him. But somehow, Jin wasn’t sure that bringing that up again - and Dae Min-jee by default - was going to get them anywhere. He stirred his soup around in the bowl quietly, unwilling to say much of anything.
“You not dying, I guess, is my good thing,” he finally acquiesced.
He paused mid-meal exactly as Moon-ssi’s puzzling response prompted and waited, expectantly, for the explanation that he knew was coming. When it did, Jin tilted his head slightly as recognition dawned. Imbalanced, indeed. He tracked the movement of Moon-ssi lifting his tea to his lips and the soft mutter that accompanied his motion— confused still, slightly. Then, at the blush that warmed his friends cheeks, Jin realized.
“Geurae?!” The question (agreement? he wasn’t sure how, exactly, he’d meant that) was out before Jin could catch it. He was surprised though to hear Moon-ssi admit to wanting him around. After their fight and all, it seemed like it would take a total spiritual intervention for him to ever say anything like that again; or for Jin to accept it, either. He flushed a little belatedly and dropped his nose towards his soup. The instinct to scoff and push Moon-ssi away, to protect himself from getting hurt again, warred mightily against everything Jin wanted. He ought to apologize for being such a jerk earlier; he hadn’t meant to hurt Moon-ssi, his temper had just gotten the best of him. But somehow, Jin wasn’t sure that bringing that up again - and Dae Min-jee by default - was going to get them anywhere. He stirred his soup around in the bowl quietly, unwilling to say much of anything.
“You not dying, I guess, is my good thing,” he finally acquiesced.
Ahn-Bo Jeong & muse song
* "Geurae" has several meanings, including "yeah," "okay," and "right" in casual conversation, but can also mean "really?" or "is that so?" when used as a question.
* "Geurae" has several meanings, including "yeah," "okay," and "right" in casual conversation, but can also mean "really?" or "is that so?" when used as a question.
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* Jin takes potions and enchantments at times to give his voice a persuasive quality.
His performances, or even a simple conversation, can sometimes suggest thoughts
and ideas to his audiences.