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Additional Tags: Siken-isms, observing as a declaration of love, being partners in the detective way but also the gay way maybe
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Prompt:
- Disco Elysium
[FILL] looking at you looking at me
Major Tags: detective!au, drug ment, very very slight mentions of violence and medical stuff, wound tending
Additional Tags: not beta'd as in probably full of grammar errors
Permission to remix: Yes
Soonyoung has done this before; heâs done it a thousand times by now. He doesnât particularly mind it, but âstitching up woundsâ wasnât exactly in the normal job description for a detective. Still, heâd gotten pretty good at it by now.
The lieutenant had a thing with doctors. When heâd first stumbled into the office clutching his side, blood dripping onto the hardwood floor, Soonyoung had tried to call an ambulanceâ but the lieutenant had shaken his head and pointed at his desk, and heâd said âthereâs a first aid kit there. Give it to me, and Iâll take care of it myself.â
And he had. Soonyoung had sat outside at his desk while the lieutenant had stitched himself up in the bathroom. When this happened the second time, Soonyoung went home and looked up how to stitch a wound together.
The lieutenant doesnât even have to say anything now. He comes in, bloodied and bruised, and Soonyoung is thereâ but the lieutenant waves a hand, groaning.
âThe blood isnât mine,â Wonwoo says, taking off his jacket and gritting his teeth. âJust a bit bruised, thatâs all.â
âDo I want to know whose it is?â Soonyoung asks, sitting back down in his chair.
âProbably not,â Wonwoo says.
He walks over to his desk and puts something on it. Soonyoung peaks over his computer screen and sees a small plastic bag. He canât make it out from where heâs sitting.
âWhatâs that?â Soonyoung asks.
âA mirror,â Wonwoo replies. Heâs used to Soonyoungâs questions by now. Heâd said he enjoyed them once, but Soonyoung isnât sure if he meant it. Heâs never really sure what the lieutenant is thinking. âCome here. Take a look at it.â
Soonyoung slides off his chair and walks over to the lieutenantâs desk, bending over it and looking down at the mirror. Itâs small and round, and extremely dirty. It seems to be covered in a fine powder. Wonwoo is standing on the other side of the desk, and when Soonyoung looks up again, he sees that the lieutenant isnât studying the mirrorâ heâs studying him.
A flush creeps up Soonyoungâs neck and he coughs, suddenly very hot in his button up and slacks. He feels like something is worming around under his skin. Wonwooâs eyes never leave him. The sun is behind him, bathing him in light and crowning his dark haired head with a halo.
âDrugs,â Soonyoung says at length. âIt was probably used for drugs.â
âGood,â Wonwoo says. âSoonyoung?â
âYes, lieutenant?â
âCan you order us some food?â
âOh,â Soonyoung says. He stares at Wonwoo dumbly for a few seconds, then shakes his head. Heâs not sure what heâd expected the lieutenant to say, but heâd sort of gotten lost in Wonwoo for a secondâ âYeah, of course. The usual?â Wonwoo nods, and he goes over to the couchâ heâs about to sit down when Soonyoung says, âlieutenant, the blood⌠Iâd just gotten the couch clean from last timeâŚâ
Something like a smile forms on Wonwooâs face, but it looks like a painful thing to doâ he flinches slightly, then says, âyouâre right. Iâll change.â
He walks past Soonyoung and grabs a clean shirt from his bag, then he walks into the bathroom. He doesnât close the door completely, and when Soonyoung sits down on the couch to order, he catches a glimpse of Wonwoo insideâ heâs just unbuttoned his shirt, and it slides off his shoulders, exposing his scarred back. Itâs bruised too. Soonyoung remembers some of the scars, remembers which ones he was the one to fix.
He thinks about what it would be like to touch Wonwoo without the pretence of wound tending. He wonders if Wonwoo would let him kiss the scars, and he wonders since when he became the sort of person who fantasised about their work partner.
And Soonyoung studies Wonwoo, like Wonwoo had studied him before.
His eyes wander; he canât help it. Eventually they make it to the mirror in front of Wonwoo, and then, as he pulls his shirt over his headâ their eyes meet in the mirror.
Wonwoo smiles again, and Soonyoung looks away, flushing.
twt: @/gyuhansoup or @/moonbreezeao3
Re: [FILL] looking at you looking at me
i love 'em i hope they kiss !
Re: [FILL] looking at you looking at me
Re: [FILL] looking at you looking at me
(Anonymous) 2022-12-26 12:57 am (UTC)(link)Re: [FILL] looking at you looking at me