[The memory of battle of the bands is a tough one. The memories intertwine, and that abandonment doesn't just feel like hurt - it feels like something final and insurmountable. A clear rejection. And without Min, there was nothing left for him there. Even their family didn't see them off - not the first time and not the last time.
The Chicken Choice Judy shirt had meant so much. It wasn't just a shirt, it was Min saying his idea was good and worthwhile, and giving him a tangible sign of that. It felt like a promise, even if it was immediately broken.
They recall that Ryan casually said it shrank in the wash, except now they recall Ryan parked outside of a laundromat and crying for almost an hour because he fucking shrank it because of course he did, of course he fucked up the last thing he had of Min's by doing his laundry wrong like a moron.
They take a deep, steadying breath. Things are better now. It's just-- a thought. An old thought. But everything did feel hollow when they were apart, Min's right about that. Everything was awful and wrong and they never want to feel alone like that again.
They remember wondering if Min was ready for that first show, and being so proud of him once it was over and done. They remember wondering now and then how much rushing is too much rushing, only to be proven by Min that they were really ready this time.
Min always looks so handsome on stage under all of the lights, but it isn't just from looks. Ryan glances to check in on him, and what he sees is that Min is happy. They want that more than anything else in the entire world.]
Always. Hm, what's that saying~?
[They pretend to think for a moment and then they grin into the mirror.]
You stuck with me, so now you're stuck with me!
[From famous philosopher Min-Gi Park, shortly after chucking his keys out the window of a castle.]
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The Chicken Choice Judy shirt had meant so much. It wasn't just a shirt, it was Min saying his idea was good and worthwhile, and giving him a tangible sign of that. It felt like a promise, even if it was immediately broken.
They recall that Ryan casually said it shrank in the wash, except now they recall Ryan parked outside of a laundromat and crying for almost an hour because he fucking shrank it because of course he did, of course he fucked up the last thing he had of Min's by doing his laundry wrong like a moron.
They take a deep, steadying breath. Things are better now. It's just-- a thought. An old thought. But everything did feel hollow when they were apart, Min's right about that. Everything was awful and wrong and they never want to feel alone like that again.
They remember wondering if Min was ready for that first show, and being so proud of him once it was over and done. They remember wondering now and then how much rushing is too much rushing, only to be proven by Min that they were really ready this time.
Min always looks so handsome on stage under all of the lights, but it isn't just from looks. Ryan glances to check in on him, and what he sees is that Min is happy. They want that more than anything else in the entire world.]
Always. Hm, what's that saying~?
[They pretend to think for a moment and then they grin into the mirror.]
You stuck with me, so now you're stuck with me!
[From famous philosopher Min-Gi Park, shortly after chucking his keys out the window of a castle.]