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mykidisthebest) wrote2025-04-17 12:53 pm
mykidisthebest) wrote2025-04-17 12:53 pm
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Memory - Six Months of Waiting
sorry about his everything
When he gets home, exhausted down to his bones from working a late shift, he expects the lights to be on. They usually are when he gets home after dark. But he doesn't think much of it when he has to flick them on himself and makes a beeline for the kitchen. He's hungry, tired, and ready to crawl right into bed as soon as he's put enough food in his mouth to justify it.
It's not until he's taken a bite of cold leftover lasagna that he notices the envelope sitting on the counter, his name scrawled on the front in Vincent's tidy writing. While his mind runs through whether or not there's an upcoming birthday or special occasion that might warrant a letter, he opens the envelope and is alarmed to find way too much cash, and a single note.
‘For 6 months of my half of the rent. You’ll need to figure it out after that.’
He reads the note several times, sure that some kind of sleep deprivation is setting in. It feels like a strange prank, or a fever dream. But then he goes into the bedroom to find it empty. Calls Vincent's name with no reply. Pulls out his phone and calls him. Texts him.
Calls him again.
And again.
And again.
Over and over the phone rings and goes to voicemail as he paces around the apartment. He doesn't remember what he says, only that there's a quiet, panicked ask to call him back. Maybe an apology or ten. When he feels too tired to keep moving he sits at the foot of the bed and fiddles with the ring he's kept in his pocket for the past two months. Wonders if he should have given it to him before they had a fight, or before Vincent started his job. Would that have changed things...? His eyes keep flicking to the note that he can't seem to let go of.
Well.
Maybe this is the answer to the question he never asked.
At some point mid-call he falls asleep, because when he opens his eyes the sun is up.
For the first week he goes about life as usual, convincing himself that Vincent will show up. He's just upset about the argument. He just needs time to cool off. Maybe they both do.
He's chided more than once at work for checking his phone too often. His calls stop going to voicemail and instead he listens to an automated voice say that the number is no longer in service. The days pass in a blur until Haeyeon shows up at his door wondering why he and Vincent haven't been picking up his calls. It's only then he breaks down in mortifying tears, stammering out what tiny explanation he can provide and showing Haeyeon the note he's kept in his pocket the whole time. Eugene watches his little brother's face harden in upset, resentment, wrath; he fiddles with the ring in his pocket and lets him get it all out. When Haeyeon insists that he should move back home, Eugene declines despite seeing the hurt on his brother's face. He just needs some time, Eugene thinks to himself again, and again, and believes it less each time.
Weeks turn into months. He isn't thinking about Vincent all of the time--it's busy at work, and he's constantly bombarded with bizarrely brutal unfortunate events. His car gets totaled and he starts using public transit to get to work; he's shot during a bank robbery, of all things; his leg is broken when he's hit by a car; a piano almost crushes him. Most of his friends in the entertainment industry are overwhelmed with their own careers, or move, or vanish just as abruptly as Vincent did. Haeyeon watches their social network dwindle with cool, steely eyes, and every week or so asks Eugene if he wants to move back home. It feels like choking on ash each time he replies with a quiet, "Not yet. Let's give it one more week."
The strange stroke of bad luck makes the time pass quickly, but it never erases the hope he feels when he opens the door to their apartment every night, hoping that it will be the night that Vincent comes home. It's stupid. He knows it's stupid. It doesn't stop him from being unable to let go.
When six months pass, when there is no more money and no reason to cling to delusion, he rents a dumpster and he and Haeyeon spend the afternoon throwing the last four years of his life into it. Every piece of furniture, every bit of decor, every photo of Vincent gets tossed inside. Clothes he bought specifically to wear on their dates. Sentimental trinkets from trips. Lovingly written cards, recipes scribbled on receipts, boxes of bills, special brands of shampoo. Anything that could possibly remind him of Vincent goes into the dumpster. The last thing to get tossed in is the note that's been in his pocket this whole time; as soon as Haeyeon sees it flutter to the top of the pile he snaps his fingers and sets the whole thing ablaze.
It's too late to return the ring, so he sells it at the first pawn shop he can find and goes home with his brother.
Memory - Meet Cute
Memory - Haeyeon River
The baby that ruined Christmas
Five year old Eugene is being held in his dad's arms, warm and secure as he tries to coax him.
"Want to see your little brother? There he is."
When his dad nods his head, Eugene whips his head away from the large glass wall so he doesn't have to see. His cheeks are puffed-up and filled with the absolute sorrow that only a child can have.
"I don’t want to see him."
"What? Didn’t you say you wanted a little brother?"
"...No. I don’t want to see him."
Eugene sniffles a little. He does remember promising to take good care of his new sibling, of being excited to become an older brother. But now that his brother was born he didn't feel happy at all. It was the Winter Solstice, after all. It felt unfair for his brother to be born on a holiday, leaving him all alone while his mother gave birth. He had cried, felt embarrassed and wronged. There was no greater torment for a young child.
"Look, there’s your little brother."
"I don’t wanna look." Eugene buries his face into his dad's shoulder, shaking his head. His father's big hand pats his sniffling back. On the other side of the glass, a nurse turns the baby's crib so that it's more visible to both of them. There, wrapped in a pristine white cloth, is a tiny little human being. It doesn't look any different from the rest of the newborns in the room. Little Eugene probably wouldn't even be able to guess which one was his brother on his own. His father, thinking the same, muses aloud.
"Do you really not want to see him? Should we just go?"
"...It’s not like I really don’t want to see him."
Eugene turns his head slightly, still sulky. His teary eyes fall on the sleeping newborn. Taking in his little brother, Eugene's face twitches before he buries his face back in his father's arms.
"...I don’t like him much."
"But he’s your little brother, Eugene. Isn’t he cute?"
"No. I think...maybe I don’t like him."
Eugene lifts his head slightly, glancing at the baby again, and then quickly turns away.
"...He’s not cute. I don’t like him," he says in a tiny voice.
"His name is Haeyeon."
"He ruined Winter Solstice," tiny Eugene grouses, his sniffles becoming larger before subsiding once more. Eugene's father smiles and comforts his sulking son, realizing that this is going to be a long night.
Memory - The Day Totality Died
Memory - Haeyeon joins Siren's Melodies
Summary: Haeyeon looks like he's around 9-10, and Eugene is around 14-15. Haeyeon is deep in thought, pouring over brochures from different Families. Eugene sets a little plate of snacks down on the table next to him and asks if he's narrowed it down at all. Haeyeon shuffles the brochures around into the order he's considering them in, though he doesn't look wholly satisfied, in the way that kids never fully are.
-While he's eating snacks, Haeyeon sulks and asks Eugene if he can't just make his own Family. Eugene indulgently explains why he can't (he's nine years old, how would he even do that?) and says it's fine if he doesn't like any of them enough to join them. There's nothing in the world saying he has to join a Family. Most people can remain unaffiliated a live their lives just fine.
-But Haeyeon isn't satisfied with THAT, either. He doesn't get out all of the worlds--there's clearly something he wants to say but doesn't--but he does manage to articulate that he wants to become rich and powerful. Not for his own sake. But so that the people around him can live comfortably.
-"You can do that as a normal person, too. Even if you're unaffiliated, you'd have enough Family connections to make it happen," Eugene points out.
"Do you not want me to join a Family?" Haeyeon asks, curious.
Eugene shakes his head. "I want you to do what would make you happy. If that means joining a Family, then I want you to do it. If it means not joining a Family, then don't do it."
-After munching on his snacks and considering this in silence, Haeyeon points towards the Siren's Melodies brochures.
"Why them?"
"They pay the best," is the only reply Haeyeon will give, which makes Eugene laugh and hug him.
Memory (New) - Going Back
Technically should be the novel version, but the webtoon gives all the main points of it, so: webtoon chapter 3-5 have the general idea! Additional notes:
-He fully tortures the dragon for the full hour that he has x2 powers
-The whole time he is getting memories of his little brother's life from the last 8 years
Memory - Bar Fight
Synopsis because I simply shall not write a full scene at 10:30pm on a Thursday night:
-Eugene River is at a bar in town and has had Too Much To Drink; it's very late night/early morning and he's been here for a while with a friend.
-His friend is sitting next to him letting him sigh over how none of the Families he's reached out to have been willing to talk to him! His friend makes neutral consoling noises and goes "Well maybe it's for the best that you don't join a Family anyways"
-Before Eugene can reply to that, a stranger sitting at the bar suddenly comments that Eugene looks an awful lot like the talentless brother of that famous actor Haeyeon! Eugene dryly responds with a "Yeah I get that a lot" hoping it will be enough for the guy to leave him alone, but then the stranger starts going on and on about how he heard a rumor that Haeyeon's family was causing problems and dragging down his career and it's probably a good thing that he cut his brother off years ago. General trash talk.
-Then the stranger makes a comment about how Haeyeon is a shitty actor anyways. Eugene throws his beer bottle directly at the guy's head and also tackles him to the ground, full on fighting him
-It takes Eugene's friend and 3 other guys to break them up; they absolutely broke more things than they should have and get kicked out of the bar.
-As they're all leaving, the stranger hands Eugene a business card that indicates he is clearly a member of the Atmosphere and tells Eugene to come and see him tomorrow ^^