I don't want to waste anyone's time. [ he says it simply. their time, not his. ] And any longer than that, the other person usually starts getting bored.
[ the illusion starts slipping: he's not at all there. he's empty. he can't provide what they really want from him—love. he hopes that he can—and he's not about to think that it won't happen, but that is the objective reason hien had asked for behind why everything else has ended in the past.
it's always better to end things amicably. ]
You too, huh. [ he faces the cashier and asks for it to be wrapped, paying for everything by card. they ask him to wait for a few minutes, and so he nods and stands to the side. ] I wonder what it's like to have it all figured out.
[ He says quietly as he looks off to the side. The other person getting bored? Is that what amounts to relationships nowadays? He thought it was just Elysium trying to see if he could find someone that he could love, but it sounds tough for him too. Hien wants to know more out of curiosity of wanting to get to know Elysium better, but it's none of his business. ]
To have everything figured out with the guidance of someone else... must be nice.
Or just having someone to figure things out with would be nice, right? Come what may.
[ but
elysium's real personality is too flighty for that. he doesn't know what he wants, and the things he does changes on a dime. not at all of an attractive trait.
it would be nice, then, to fall so in love with someone to be able to change. is it healthy, staking that on a single person? who knows. but it feels like the only way out, somehow, of this incessant loneliness he doesn't know what else to do with.
the cashier comes back, my melody now wrapped in her cardboard prison. he takes it from their hands and regards hien with another cant of his head. ]
[ Hien briefly thinks about his only friend. Do they count? Instead of letting himself dwell on the question, his attention is on Elysium because he doesn't want to think about the possibility of Elysium fitting that role. That would be impossible. ]
We're not going to the bakery?
[ Well, he supposes Elysium would know about what his girlfriend wants. Hien doesn't mind following him though. In fact, he'd like to. ]
We are. We're going to somewhere a little nicer than just a bakery.
[ one of those swanky european bakeries that double as a chocolatier… before, he'd just went to the most convenient bakery to pay hien back. but this feels a little more personal so he wants to go the extra mile. it's two birds with one stone, really—getting his girlfriend her chocolate and this supposed cocoa bomb, and compensating hien for his time. ]
You're more into savory things, yeah? One of my exes said the sandwiches here are best in town. Pick one.
[ Hien nods. He likes savory a lot more. After turning around to see the selection, he freezes with wide eyes.
...
He mutters "this is so expensive... what the fuck..." under his breath. He doesn't think he's seen a higher priced sandwich in his life, but he always stuck to extremely low prices or made his own. He wouldn't even go to the deli for a sandwich. Convenience stores have been super cheap. ]
but he waits, patiently. hien said he'd come to a decision so here they are. however long it takes, he doesn't seem to rush him before adding it onto the order along with a plain croissant and the plethora of chocolates in his basket. ]
Grab us a seat first? I'll wait for the stuff to be ready.
Hien nods and goes to grab a small table for them. He doesn't really want to be spotted by anyone else through the windows, so he picks a more reclusive spot in the corner. He sits and waits, keeping an eye on Elysium just in case because he has to know where he is... ]
and yes, he's totally going to get kidnapped the moment he leaves hien's sight. it takes a few minutes for them to heat up the food, then an extra few for something else. by the time elysium makes his way over to the table, drinks have somehow been added to his tray. surprise.
he sets down both the drink and the sandwich in front of hien before sitting, a little like a personal server. ]
You'll get thirsty, won't you? It's better than just water.
[ meanwhile, he just nibbles on the croissant like it'd been more of a formality than something he'd actually wanted to order, but it's fine, companionship and all of that. ]
And no problem. You ended up helping me, too.
[ by making a throwaway comment? sure. more like for the company, but he isn't saying that aloud. ]
... I wave back now. Doesn't that count for something?
[ He huffs. Maybe this means Elysium didn't see his failure. Anyway, his sandwich is great. He's going to focus on that instead of his creeping embarrassment. Thank you. ]
You're nice to talk to. I don't need to know the reason why you keep dating people every week, but if that's what you want to do, I don't want to ruin that—especially if your significant other at the time feels possessive over you.
[ It's always been about causing trouble for other people for Hien. ]
Just because I'm dating, I'm not allowed friends? [ … ] She said the other day she wished I had more. Something about wanting to feel truly prioritised…
I get it. Someone who isn't really living a life can't exactly be called a person. But that's not entirely why I wanted to befriend you.
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[ the illusion starts slipping: he's not at all there. he's empty. he can't provide what they really want from him—love. he hopes that he can—and he's not about to think that it won't happen, but that is the objective reason hien had asked for behind why everything else has ended in the past.
it's always better to end things amicably. ]
You too, huh. [ he faces the cashier and asks for it to be wrapped, paying for everything by card. they ask him to wait for a few minutes, and so he nods and stands to the side. ] I wonder what it's like to have it all figured out.
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[ He says quietly as he looks off to the side. The other person getting bored? Is that what amounts to relationships nowadays? He thought it was just Elysium trying to see if he could find someone that he could love, but it sounds tough for him too. Hien wants to know more out of curiosity of wanting to get to know Elysium better, but it's none of his business. ]
To have everything figured out with the guidance of someone else... must be nice.
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[ but
elysium's real personality is too flighty for that. he doesn't know what he wants, and the things he does changes on a dime. not at all of an attractive trait.
it would be nice, then, to fall so in love with someone to be able to change. is it healthy, staking that on a single person? who knows. but it feels like the only way out, somehow, of this incessant loneliness he doesn't know what else to do with.
the cashier comes back, my melody now wrapped in her cardboard prison. he takes it from their hands and regards hien with another cant of his head. ]
Let's go? I have an idea for where to go next.
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[ Hien briefly thinks about his only friend. Do they count? Instead of letting himself dwell on the question, his attention is on Elysium because he doesn't want to think about the possibility of Elysium fitting that role. That would be impossible. ]
We're not going to the bakery?
[ Well, he supposes Elysium would know about what his girlfriend wants. Hien doesn't mind following him though. In fact, he'd like to. ]
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[ one of those swanky european bakeries that double as a chocolatier… before, he'd just went to the most convenient bakery to pay hien back. but this feels a little more personal so he wants to go the extra mile. it's two birds with one stone, really—getting his girlfriend her chocolate and this supposed cocoa bomb, and compensating hien for his time. ]
You're more into savory things, yeah? One of my exes said the sandwiches here are best in town. Pick one.
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...
He mutters "this is so expensive... what the fuck..." under his breath. He doesn't think he's seen a higher priced sandwich in his life, but he always stuck to extremely low prices or made his own. He wouldn't even go to the deli for a sandwich. Convenience stores have been super cheap. ]
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If you can't pick, should I choose for you?
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[ He seems very hesitant, but in the end, he chooses a jalapeno ham and cheese croissant sandwich. ]
... want that one.
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but he waits, patiently. hien said he'd come to a decision so here they are. however long it takes, he doesn't seem to rush him before adding it onto the order along with a plain croissant and the plethora of chocolates in his basket. ]
Grab us a seat first? I'll wait for the stuff to be ready.
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Hien nods and goes to grab a small table for them. He doesn't really want to be spotted by anyone else through the windows, so he picks a more reclusive spot in the corner. He sits and waits, keeping an eye on Elysium just in case because he has to know where he is... ]
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and yes, he's totally going to get kidnapped the moment he leaves hien's sight. it takes a few minutes for them to heat up the food, then an extra few for something else. by the time elysium makes his way over to the table, drinks have somehow been added to his tray. surprise.
he sets down both the drink and the sandwich in front of hien before sitting, a little like a personal server. ]
They recommended this to have with the sandwich.
[ also like everything else, a fancy lemonade… ]
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Hien stares at the lemonade and looks up at Elysium like. Man. ]
... Just because they recommend it, doesn't mean you have to get it.
[ He huffs. ]
But thanks.
[ And he takes a bite. Yummy. It must be some spicy jalapeno, but Hien eats it as if there aren't any. ]
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You'll get thirsty, won't you? It's better than just water.
[ meanwhile, he just nibbles on the croissant like it'd been more of a formality than something he'd actually wanted to order, but it's fine, companionship and all of that. ]
And no problem. You ended up helping me, too.
[ by making a throwaway comment? sure. more like for the company, but he isn't saying that aloud. ]
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[ Hien felt that he didn't really help out with anything. ]
But it's nice to finally get to hang out with you like this.
[ He takes another bite out of the sandwich. Elysium is so busy and far all the time. ]
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[ he lowers his croissant if only to lean forward atop his arms and cant his head. ]
I was under the impression that you weren't that fond of me, senior. You never say hi back.
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[ He huffs. Maybe this means Elysium didn't see his failure. Anyway, his sandwich is great. He's going to focus on that instead of his creeping embarrassment. Thank you. ]
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[ is he teasing or complaining or both. ]
My eyes are pretty bad. Haven't you seen me with glasses a couple of times? You have to really wave your hand for me to notice.
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[ —look cute with them on, is what he doesn't say. The hesitation is obvious and he frowns, not sure if he's being played or it's something genuine. ]
... I don't want to cause trouble for you.
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[ an imitation of hien's friend as he laughs, kicking his feet to lean back in his chair. ]
I cause plenty of trouble for myself all the time. Buuuuuut I get it. I'm probably just a brat to you.
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[ It's always been about causing trouble for other people for Hien. ]
So, even this is enough for me.
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I get it. Someone who isn't really living a life can't exactly be called a person. But that's not entirely why I wanted to befriend you.
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???????
Hien looks surprised. Huh? ]
Why?
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[ genuinely! why not! ]
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Don't you have a reputation to uphold? Being my friend would make it worse.
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[ says this in a way that he's being objective about it and not trying to be obnoxious. that is, like
the lowest of the lows ]
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