taking the basket, taehoon would still sigh loudly. maybe there was an occasional discomfort here and there. but he still felt like he could do anything.
"... fine. but only because im not in the mood to do much anyway."
yuzuru is making him soft. or at least softer than usual.
“Hngg.” Yuzuru carefully fixed his glasses, squinting once more.
“You might be a taekwondo prodigy but you’re still human! Don’t do anything too dangerous— please?” He puts on the kitten eyes.
“It’s kinda hard to cheer you on when we thought you wouldn’t wake up.—
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he slipped off the glasses and held them high over his head
"you really think something like that would ruin me? im insulted."
then slip! he tucks the glasses back on yuzuru's face, albeit a little crooked
"bet i can still dominate anyone i wanted to. cmon, stop being a baby
“Hey..!”
He can’t see without his glasses! Yuzuru reaches out, feeling around for his glasses (really, he ends up touching Taehoon’s face instead)
“I don’t think somebody who got stabbed can say they’re fine so easily…!” He pouts, avoiding the question. “Don’t push yourself.”
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"ew, concern."
with one hand he takes the other's glasses off, and with the other hand he places it on yuzuru's face.
cue him now wearing the glasses for fun
"i'm fine. see me here? perfectly fine? you're such a dork~." he snickered. "did you miss me that much~?"
he's actually taking lessons and easily dominating everyone
maybe going a little too hard, but he thinks it how they learn his superiority
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a hand quickly shot out and grabbed Yuzuru by the collar of his shirt. as he sat back up, Taehoon pulled him in close so they were face to face
"fuck kwan! i meant i was gonna do it to you! wanna see it that bad, huh? c'mon then, lets show ya how its done!"
"im about to give you a live demonstration, brat... and maybe i should. then you'll learn to think before you open your mouth."
he placed an arm over his eyes to block out any visual distraction. only sounds around him remained
"why do you say it like its so damn weird? most would be grateful to handle my clothes... ungrateful brat."
back he goes to sitting on the ground, laying back with his usual scowl.
"last time i do anything nice for you..."
"its no fun if i tell you ahead of time." he said with a little smirk, sitting up to look over the jacket. after a minute or two, Taehoon stood up and put it on. he then plced a hand on top of Yuzuru's head firmly and tussled his hair
"nice one. you get to stay in one piece
“How could I ever ruin your iconic jacket?” Yuzu spoke through pouty lips, shuffling away and giving his feet little shakes.
“I made sure that it’s clean and that it smells nice!” Hopefully Taehoon didn’t mind his clothes smelling like yuzu lemons.
“Are you going to beat—
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he gazed at the others foot with a halflidded gaze before putting his hand atop it and pushing it away.
"... shoulda shot your shot. i was just laying. but now i gotta make sure you didn't ruin my jacket."
inspection time!
"games or drawing..." he thought for a moment in silence, then looking over at Yuzuru and his sketch book.
"gimme the notebook. lemme see what you draw."
oh if only he knew
"damn it, that long...?"
Taehoon let out a sigh, but would have to go along with it. he just hated the idea of being cooped up for so long and having to wait. but he still followed beside Yuzuru as he was guided
"whatever. hopefully theres something fun to do there."