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Who: Nam Soon and Heung Soo
When: IC 12/24
Where: Their apartment
What: Heung Soo decides to do something for his best friend's birthday. Dumb stuff ensues.
Rating/Warning: Bastards. That's all.

[ Heung Soo hasn't deceived himself. He knows this place isn't normal, and he knows that every semi-normal moment they can grab is already a precious commodity. Inbetween losing their senses or body or having to deal with killer clowns or piercing cold or other people finding out the most awkward and painful things about them, it's rare to get a moment where they can just live normally. And even when they do, it's not like it's even a single bit like back home in Seoul.

But even so, he can't just use that as an excuse to let Nam Soon's birthday pass by without anything special. He knows that Nam Soon probably isn't used to anything special either way and probably wouldn't mind to begin with, but Heung Soo would mind. It's exactly why he would mind - they spent three years apart where Nam Soon probably had birthdays that were the same as any other day, so now they've reconciled, he better get proper birthdays once more.

Even if he has to be the bastard to ensure that happens.

It's why he's tried to untangle himself from the other's limbs and escape the bed a little earlier than usually this morning. His hair is still a little messy since he didn't bother to get up early enough to take care of that alongside everything else - it makes for a surprisingly domestic scene, everything considered. Heung Soo trying his best in the kitchen (which already takes a lot, although he's at least been getting a little more practice with that here), hair a little ruffled, two curious critters hardly identifiable as robots attempting to climb onto the kitchen counters to get a better view of what's going on.

In fact, he's so busy with it that he probably won't even notice if Nam Soon got up in the time it took for Heung Soo to try and make the traditional seaweed soup -- he's currently way too busy trying to (gently) push away the tiny dinosaur as it's peering into the pot, mumbling something to the CYBuddy under his breath about this being for that bastard and not for it. The duck is starting its climb up Heung Soo's leg to try and get up there as well, there's a small piece of seaweed stuck to his cheek, but..

.. well, it's a scene where an attempt is being made pretty hard, okay. ]

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[ The CYBuddies don't even seem particularly guilty even when Nam Soon talks about them going at it. They're just comfortable like this, and they like getting attention (the duck in particular keeps pushing its beak against Heung Soo's hand until the latter finally pets it a little idly), so they're fine with the current situation.

And to be honest, Heung Soo doesn't even look all that annoyed, per se.. he's gotten used to the shenanigans of these things. And it's a lot easier to deal with than people, particularly the people here, that's for sure. ]

They're energetic. [ But Nam Soon already knows as much too. How often haven't these two caused messes by now?

He grabs the bowl from the other. ]

Thanks. [ It's genuine, really, but there's probably a vague hint of gloating-like teasing in it. Hey, he got Nam Soon to do this for him, that's an accomplishment, okay. ]

Too energetic.

[listen, okay. it's still way too early for them to be running around with this much energy, being mischievous and seeking attention.

...or maybe nam soon is just a selfish little child when he wants to be, and he wants heung soo's attention to be undivided right now. and with the bowl of rice out of his hands now (and perhaps a bit of a snide expression at that teasing) before he pops back down...

—and of course, purposely bumps into heung soo with a little bit of force. who's gonna be a dumb child about this? nam soon, of course.]

[ An adorable dumb child though, if you'd ask Heung Soo. Not like he's ever going to admit that much out loud, but it's all too true that he's way too fond of his best friend. It's not like he hasn't missed just them being them for those years they were seperated - and even if them being them is different now than it was back then, it's still nice.

So much so that it's hard to not fall back into old patterns, and he grins at the other in return to the bump, turning his head to make sure Nam Soon can see as he moves to shove the first rice into his own mouth. ]

It's almost as if you want something. [ Well, duh. Even Heung Soo recognizes these signs - or maybe especially Heung Soo. Doesn't mean he can't make Nam Soon's life a little harder over it. ]

Yeah, for you to choke on that rice if you keep making that face.

[seriously, this bastard!! nam soon knows that he's doing this on purpose (because when has that ever not happened, and obviously, he doesn't really want heung soo to choke. but seriously, this bastard is so obnoxious at times like this.

how he can go from being a total mom, getting up at the crack of dawn to cook seaweed soup to a smug little shit in seconds... well, it's impressive, even if it's fully expected at this point. it's frustrating, but also endearing in its way, even if nam soon is, of course, going to be a childish shit about it and not actually say what it is he wants. not that he really has to—he knows heung soo already knows, after all.]

[ If there's anyone who knows that there isn't any bite to those words, it's Heung Soo. He's seen the worst of Nam Soon before, after all, and he knows what sort of things he's said in the past when he was more of a punk. Compared to that, these sort of words.. they hardly mean anything, and he really can't stop himself from grinning when he shoves some more rice into his mouth (to a point where you'd almost have to start worrying he might actually choke on it).

Swallowing the bite, he shakes his head a little. ]

You really worry too much, you bastard. [ As if Heung Soo would ever want to give more attention to anyone other than Nam Soon.. that guy is the most important person in his life, and he doubts that's going to change anytime soon. If he couldn't forget about him even during that gap of years.. well, then how could he ever actually forget about him? ]

I must have picked it up for a meddlesome bastard like you.

[it's the same song and dance every time. how many times have they had a conversation that's been led down this exact path? a conversation so base probably shouldn't feel like a comfortable norm, but nam soon is quick to embrace the banter.

of course he worries. it's a different sort of worry, since nam soon's are based in years of insecurities and feelings of guilt for the wrongs he committed against his best friend. even now, when they've reconciled and gone far beyond just being civil, or even just being best friends, it's a feeling that's near-impossible for him to shake. it haunts him to his core, because there's no way for him to change the past. there's always a lingering wonder of when the other shoe will drop, no matter how well things go these days. it's something he tries to bury, cover up and hope heung soo won't focus on, because that bastard is meddlesome and worries—and it's something he doesn't want to be a burden about.

and that's exactly why he covers it up with this sort of banter, and why he nudges and prods, and makes faces that indicate some sort of faux sense of distaste.]

Aigoo, you really are going to choke on your rice, you dumbass.

[ Maybe Heung Soo senses that sort of weird feeling in the air - the usual atmosphere between them tinged with something more (although it's not all that uncommon, considering how much shit has gone down between the two of them in the past already). Or maybe it's just dumb, pure luck.

But one way or another, apparently Heung Soo has decided to make things even a little bit lighter. When Nam Soon says he's going to choke he looks half offended for a moment before swallowing his current bite, picking up more with his chopsticks..

.. except instead of eating that, he's just shoving it straight at the other's mouth, trying to force it into there. ]

Maybe it's since you made it wrong, huh? [ No matter that you can hardly mess up making rice... ] Want to try and see?

[ Nudge nudge. He'll flip you over to feed you if he has to, don't challenge him on this one. ]

Yah!

[not that nam soon's initial refusal matters, because he's now getting a mouth full of rice regardless of what he actually wants. so naturally, he grimaces as he chews—seriously, this bastard!

granted, it's good for keeping the mood a lot lighter, especially given the fact that it doesn't really take all that much for nam soon to begin spiraling into something of a dark place. but really, he probably could have done without having the rice shoved directly in his mouth like that.]

If anyone is making rice wrong, it's this coddled bastard. [he nudges back. nam soon's been making rice all by himself for years. well, there's that and the fact that it's really hard to mess up rice... in a rice cooker... but it's more fun to tease heung soo about his lack of prowess in the kitchen for much beyond ramen (even if nam soon himself isn't all that much better).]

Go eat some of your own soup. [it's not bad, despite the retort.]

[ See, he can't even say anything in return to that, since it's just.. well, true. He's grown up in a household of women, so of course he never had much of a reason to cook for himself. Even when he was nothing but a troublesome punk during the years after Nam Soon didn't show up that evening at the hospital, his sister still cooked for him. He's never had to do it for himself until he arrived in this place, unlike Nam Soon.

It's why he probably looks awkward for a split second since he can't think of a good comeback..

.. although that'd just be the surface level reason. The real reason is more just that he's worried the soup tasted terrible now. He knows he's not good, but he did really try his best since it was Nam Soon's birthday soup, after all..

But he can't voice that worry out loud. It's bastard code. So instead he just grumbles in return, since obviously that's more productive communication. ]

Is it that much of a chore to eat it, you bastard?

Yeah. Listening to you struggle early in the morning makes it a chore.

[there goes nam soon, not really helping the situation at all. but he's purposeful in his choice of words, because the truth of the matter is that it's far from a chore at all.

seriously, why would this bastard even think that's a chore? he better not take it seriously, especially not after the conversation they had just a little while ago as a result. heung soo's word choice and reaction show enough to nam soon that it's something that worries him; it doesn't need to be voiced directy. he knows what his best friend is always thinking at times like this, after all. it's a two way street, the way these things work. so once again, he nudges lightly, but instead of pulling away, he keeps his shoulder gently pressed against heung soo's arm.

it's a quiet, subtle gesture, but not one that nam soon would do without reason. granted, the fact that he's not very good at conveying his feelings means it's a shot in the dark that his point will get across, despite his harsher words—but that's just the way nam soon is, right? definitely not a paragon of good communication, which is why they're two peas in a pod right now.]

[ There's a moment where it's definitely hard to tell whether Heung Soo is picking up on it or not. He's being quiet, not even replying, like the words and Nam Soon's physical contact are warring for attention in his head right now as he silently eats on, actually shoving the food into his own mouth this time.

All the way until he finishes, putting the empty bowl down but not moving from the spot he's sitting at. ]

Next time I'll make sure to drop the pot so you can sleep even less.

[ .. yeah, that's playful enough. Maybe not in tone, but the content of the words at least make it obvious enough that he's not too fussy about it anymore. Nam Soon might be hard to understand to some people, but Heung Soo of all people can at least read him enough to get the situation here. ]

[truly the bastard way, to make those silences suspenseful and worrisome, only for it to end in sarcastic snark that indicates that nothing has been wrong all the while. even if it does initially cast worry on nam soon, it dissipates as soon as he hears those words; he can relax in knowing that his tone got across just fine.

though he probably shouldn't be surprised by that, not when heung soo is the only one who always gets it.]

Aigoo, our Heung Soo-yah will throw a temper tantrum... [he ribs a little, letting out a laugh. now that the air is definitely clear of any misunderstandings, it's fair game to just be an asshole, right? right. we'll go with that.]

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