I don't know if he will or not. But he looks at Chris as a mom...
/he explains with a sigh, setting the vase down as his anger was mostly placated for now/
I think it's fairly expected that I'm going to be something of a parental role for the kid. He's not had a great home life... hell his dad was kind of just murdered.
Pretty independent it's totally independent though
and being called dad by someone my age is very very different to someone who is actually a child seeing me in a parental role
I'm not actually a dad when it comes to Jimin, Jungkook, or Baekhyun. If I'm being honest I don't even know why they call me that...
Eh?
/vaguely remembers hearing about a brother/
...You know, I'd normally agree, but isn't he like... a teenager or something? He's got to be at least 10. They are usually pretty independent by then.
We still need to get his brother back here and moved in
/sighs heavily, looking down at the next vase/
I'm trying to be open and optimistic about it, but honestly? I can't parent an actual child...
It was
/groans loudly, shaking his head at himself/
It was never going to be anything but a mess though, I've already accepted that...
I was never going to be able to make that put together and well thought out.
/groans again, pouting slightly/
That's really hard though! I don't know what Chris wants, I should ask him, but there's so many other things we still need to do
I'm glad you are, I'm nervous as ...
/shaking his head he tosses the next vase, satisfied to see the pieces scatter on the ground/
The proposal was hard enough.
I don't even know how you start planning a wedding
/just blinks when you almost drop the vase
... /buffering/
Oh. /my lashes flutter in surprise and I fight to keep the corners of my lips from quirking up/
Great!! ...I'm looking forward to it /gives in and flashes a small content smile/
/looking up at you in shock he almost drops the vase, fumbling to catch it before it hits the ground/
You were already invited. Did you think you wouldn’t be?
But yes, I’ll take that trade and make it official.
No wonder throwing that one was more fun-
/looks at you when you fall silent/
Hm. /leans back against the wall, arms crossed and furrows my brows as I think about what you said/
Then... in exchange for labelling you my best friend, do I get to go to your wedding?
/chokes on a laugh when you throw the vase he'd put down/
Okay, that one is on you. I'm pretty sure that one was authentic. Didn't recognize the artist signature though.
/thinking over what you said though he turned another vase around in his hands, trying to puzzle out an answer/
I like labels I think. If I have a label, I know how to act, I know what to expect. I know where I stand.
The relationships I've made here at the club are the only ones I've ever really had, aside from a few people I knew before this place. And it's kind of hard to navigate emotions and relationships in a place like this because the world doesn't work in the same way this club does.
/shrugs/ I don't know? Who knows how you would have been if you'd developed in a different way.
/smiles/ This version of you is good enough.
You are too focused on labels though /scrunches my nose/ What does it matter if you're a good friend, just a friend or a best friend?
/picks up the vase you put back down and examines it, wondering how you can tell if it's expensive or not/
... /kind of wants to break it/
.... /throws it against the wall with a grin/
Mm... is that a good thing, or a bad thing?
/he asks seriously, thinking that over for a few minutes. You were right though, he just wasn't sure when everything changed, but he did know that the change happened quickly enough that he was still dizzy when he thought about it/
/grinning at the confession he picks up another vase to look it over, setting it aside after a moment to pick up another one instead/
I'll take that and consider it a compliment.
/laughs/ Honey, you would have been, but you mellowed out faster than... /tries to think of something that mellows out quickly, brows furrowed in thought/ ... /got nothing/ ...a schizophrenic high on meds.
/leans back against the wall behind is
Hah. You're not too bad.
I thought I was in that category, but ...
/shaking his head he picks up the next one, inspecting it too before he hurls it at the wall enjoying the mess it's creating almost as much as the sound of it shattering/
Do I get best friend status yet, or are you still holding out on me?
/looks at you and then at the vase, curious as to what you're doing but not curious enough to ask/
/eye smiles and takes a step back/
/grins when the vase shatters, takes a small one since I'm leaving the best ones for you and throws it as well; it breaks into shards and scatters across the room/
Some people are just too messed up to understand, Elsa. /hums and flicks my hair back over my shoulder/
/picking one up he turns it around in his hands for a moment, after a bit of inspection he satisfies himself realizing it's just a cheap knock off/
I think I'm in a throwing mood.
/he says it mostly to warn you before he throws the vase as hard as he can against the far wall, rather happy to hear it shatter/
I don't understand people sometimes Meto, I really don't
Oh? /surprised that you'd want to use the main room, you must be really pissed, but then you change your mind and I nod to myself; that's more like the elsa I know/
/looks over the vases and rubs my nape/
Well............. I guess? Maybe? /hits the light switch to illuminate the room and then closes the door
So, I like to smash them on the ground, but kicking or throwing them against the wall is fun too /nods
You know, it’s tempting… cleaning up wouldn’t be so bad
Dongwoo would just be grumpy for a minute, but I wouldn’t want someone else impaled by a piece of vase…
/making his decision he nods and looks at a few of the vases/
Some of these are pretty nice
Are they expensive?
/quirks a brow and smirks
Oh please, you know I just wear these /plays with the ribbons in my hair/ cause they're cuter /chuckles; and because it's so much less pressure/
eh- /blinks when you suddenly hug me, a bit more confused, but i ignore the ?! in my mind and lead the way/
/holds the door open for you/
Here we are~
/walks in after you and goes to a storage room adjacent the room
/opens the door
We're smashing them in here, unless you want to clean everything up by yourself and explain all the shards to Dongwoo.
Hello, first I am so glad this rp.is still here! Secondly I was wondering how long some one has to be inactive by on hiatus before I can ask for that character? Thanks
