(open) where have you been? been searching all along 𝅘𝅥𝅮

[forethinking]

Who: renren and you!
What: a catch-all!
Where: bathhouse, hblanc, apartments, market place...
When: august-september
Content Warnings: none, but i promise nothing and will update this if needed! spoiler warnings will be on the top level or in the subject of the comment.

edit: remember when i said i promised nothing? there's people bathing in here

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[halloflamer]

Tch, I know that,

[Blue defensively grumbles, brows knitting together as he tries to worm his way back out of this.] Most people ...don't really know much about each other, don't you think?

[He drinks quietly, and thinks on that... but his conclusion is still the same, he's sure. The problem isn't one of being liked incompletely, but at all....]

It's because he knows all of me that there's no way he feels the same.

[forethinking]

(No, they don't. Most people keep their distortions, their flaws hidden. Ren, on the other hand, keeps his strengths... Go figure. He sighs, taking another sip before he hears the words, an eyebrow quirking.)

You can't be sure of that. You'd be surprised at what people really feel once you look closely enough.

(Too drunk to notice the parallel, but not drunk enough to not remember how people definitely see others in such different ways than expected. Not that he thinks Red has any distortions of that kind, but alas. Ren's been inside too many people's heads at this point to know things aren't always as one would think.)

[halloflamer]

I think you're presuming way too much.

[Blue bitterly mutters, pushing his empty can away. It wasn't his feelings that were on the line, so it wasn't his place to say what risks Blue should be willing to take or not! Huff. Grumble.]

[Uneasily, Blue rocks slightly on his seat, and casts Ren a glance.]

Look, you. Things are a lot more complicated than you know.... And not even cuz of stuff just between us.

Even if... [He pauses, settles into a doubtful expression, and furrows his brows.] Even if Red felt the same way, that wouldn't guarantee that it would even.... work out. [He stares down morosely at his feet, before settling them on the ground, pushing himself up with some effort.]

It's enough that he's forgiven me as his friend. I can't ask even more of him.

[He was lucky that Red had even wanted anything to do with him again in the first place. 'Take what you can get, and be grateful that anyone even tolerates your useless existence'. That's what he'd come to expect.]

[He shakily steps aside from his seat, pushing the stool (politely!) back under the counter.] Mind your business, alright.

[forethinking]

(How intriguing, because Ren is sure Blue himself is presuming too much. Due to secrecy, Ren can't argue towards his point aside from the good ol' trust me, but even that would feel cheap - what reason does Blue even have to listen to him in the first place? He hasn't earned that yet.

Grey eyes are fixed on Blue, studying Blue's exhausted body language, the sorrow that relentlessly dimed his usual beaming expressions. Ren stands his ground on his opinion, unwavering intensity still present in his eyes as he listens to what Blue has to say. He did have a point - things going exactly as wished are rare-- what?

Forgiven?

What have you done, Blue?)

Mhm. (Sorry, Blue. If there's one thing that Ren is incapable of doing is what you're asking of him. He has no words to give back, to retort, more than happy to return to his quiet pondering when he too drinks the last of his beer, trashing it politely. Standing up was less smooth than he liked, his hand gripped on the counter until the world stopped spinning.

He's fine and doesn't need help, thank you.)