[Well, Viktor could walk away, too, (slowly, badly) but here he is!! They're both so stupid. He doesn't grab for the pliers, at least. And he seems... less on edge than before.]
If I'm honest... I don't think either of us can handle shit.
[He says shit the same way someone who has said shit maybe once in their own life says it. Like he is just now practicing the word.]
...I don't mind.
[He realizes with this part, he can't really do it himself.]
ALSO HELP. NOT THE 'SHIT'. The way this takes Eunhyuk out, jostling him temporarily out of his linefaced solemnity. he presses his lips together to preserve that lineface, and then finally carefully approaches, now that he has Viktor's permission.
starts slapping bandages on jk he will carefully apply the antiseptic with like a qtip and not his ice age hands,]
Viktor turns his head away while Eunhyuk keeps working. His hands grip the edge of the table, and through a hiss, he barks out a,] Fuck! [sorta loudly in the quieter room.
Just
GETTING IT OUT THERE. Taking a page out of his sister's book. After a few moments:]
Eunhyuk's eyes crinkle a little at the corners, but in a sad way... The guilt is real and will live on with him. But his expression is forever hidden by Viktor's spindly back... He treats the last patch of red skin, then steps back, capping the tube.]
There. Let me know if they start getting irritated again. Or Dahut -- he'll know what to do too.
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If I'm honest... I don't think either of us can handle shit.
[He says shit the same way someone who has said shit maybe once in their own life says it. Like he is just now practicing the word.]
...I don't mind.
[He realizes with this part, he can't really do it himself.]
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ALSO HELP. NOT THE 'SHIT'. The way this takes Eunhyuk out, jostling him temporarily out of his linefaced solemnity. he presses his lips together to preserve that lineface, and then finally carefully approaches, now that he has Viktor's permission.
starts slapping bandages on jk he will carefully apply the antiseptic with like a qtip and not his ice age hands,]
You should curse more often.
[OKAY]
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He stiffens a little and winces when Eunhyuk starts messing around with the kin under the flat head of the screws.
Bewildered, he glances over his shoulder.]
What...?
[HELLO? Well, now he's flustered he did it.]
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he does take more care to be gentle when he senses Viktor's wince,]
My sister says that it feels like taking a breath of fresh air. She loves to curse.
[stop painting this degenerate picture of your sister]
It's like stress relief for her.
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Viktor turns his head away while Eunhyuk keeps working. His hands grip the edge of the table, and through a hiss, he barks out a,] Fuck! [sorta loudly in the quieter room.
Just
GETTING IT OUT THERE. Taking a page out of his sister's book. After a few moments:]
...I guess I do feel a little better now.
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STOP. THIS IS SO FUNNY. not the way this also makes eunhyuk sad. viktor.... he was eunyoo for a whole second,]
You could also add a 'you' to that.
[IS THIS A JOKE.... perhaps not.]
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Fuck you.
[A tired fuck you for the road.]
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Eunhyuk's eyes crinkle a little at the corners, but in a sad way... The guilt is real and will live on with him. But his expression is forever hidden by Viktor's spindly back... He treats the last patch of red skin, then steps back, capping the tube.]
There. Let me know if they start getting irritated again. Or Dahut -- he'll know what to do too.
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He's quiet for a bit, like he's debating what to say.]
...I need your help to repair the screw heads so they don't rattle in the brace sockets once I can find some things. If you don't mind.
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Eunhyuk blinks back at him, clearly caught off-guard, no less surprised than if Viktor had suddenly decided to do a handstand.
...He hadn't expected that.]
...Sure. I'd be happy to help.