[ That's one of the best things about Suah, she really doesn't worry that much about tough issues. Kitae's life has been one tangled mess after another, and most of it isn't even his fault. His father has hated him from the day he was born, because he isn't really his father. He might be legally considered his dad, and as far as the government knows he's biologically his dad's kid, but a little bit of blood word would dispel that in an instant.
Even if he was his biological father, however, Kitae doubts his situation would be much better. His "dad" might not scream as much at him, and might be slightly less likely to throw empty liquor bottles at him, but Kitae doesn't doubt that he'd have to deal with some of it still. The man is a useless drunk, and Kitae doesn't doubt for a second that he'd still get called a useless fag, and told to fuck off out of his sight the minute he walked in the door.
Which was exactly what happened when Kitae came home tonight, and why he was trudging his way to Suah's door now with fried chicken in hand. He never wanted to deal with a drunk Hoseong, and he'd find a sauna to sleep in for the night if Suah hadn't demanded he come over right away.
That was another thing he appreciated about her too. Even if so many people at school criticized her for her loud, brash behavior, Kitae appreciated how aggressively loving she was. She probably gave his reputation a few hits here and there, but despite his very careful reputation management he wouldn't trade her for even the best social standings. When you live in a house with a man that would as soon hit you as pat you on the back, and a mother that shies away from physical contact, having someone who wraps herself around you is nice.
He doesn't feel anything remotely romantic, and certainly nothing sexual for Suah. Whether he wants to use the term for himself Kitae is as gay as the day is long, but there's something comfortable about the contact he and Suah have. It feels warm, and comforting, and sometimes a little overbearing, but there's no doubt when after a long night of an overly excitable Suah screeching about her favorite topics, when they lay down next to each other and she curls up against him he'll feel more at home than he ever does in his own lonely house.
So when he rings the doorbell and she greets him almost instantly with a wide smile and an excited yell he can't help himself, the poise slips for a moment and he smiles himself. A real, genuine smile that only a couple people in this world ever get to be graced by.
Before she can tackle him and knock him on his ass though he's shoving the box of fried chicken towards her. ]
I got two types for you, so don't complain I got the wrong one.
[ Not really the "thank you" he should be handing out to someone that just offered him a place to say, but it's not Kitae if he's not being a little bit rude. ]
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Even if he was his biological father, however, Kitae doubts his situation would be much better. His "dad" might not scream as much at him, and might be slightly less likely to throw empty liquor bottles at him, but Kitae doesn't doubt that he'd have to deal with some of it still. The man is a useless drunk, and Kitae doesn't doubt for a second that he'd still get called a useless fag, and told to fuck off out of his sight the minute he walked in the door.
Which was exactly what happened when Kitae came home tonight, and why he was trudging his way to Suah's door now with fried chicken in hand. He never wanted to deal with a drunk Hoseong, and he'd find a sauna to sleep in for the night if Suah hadn't demanded he come over right away.
That was another thing he appreciated about her too. Even if so many people at school criticized her for her loud, brash behavior, Kitae appreciated how aggressively loving she was. She probably gave his reputation a few hits here and there, but despite his very careful reputation management he wouldn't trade her for even the best social standings. When you live in a house with a man that would as soon hit you as pat you on the back, and a mother that shies away from physical contact, having someone who wraps herself around you is nice.
He doesn't feel anything remotely romantic, and certainly nothing sexual for Suah. Whether he wants to use the term for himself Kitae is as gay as the day is long, but there's something comfortable about the contact he and Suah have. It feels warm, and comforting, and sometimes a little overbearing, but there's no doubt when after a long night of an overly excitable Suah screeching about her favorite topics, when they lay down next to each other and she curls up against him he'll feel more at home than he ever does in his own lonely house.
So when he rings the doorbell and she greets him almost instantly with a wide smile and an excited yell he can't help himself, the poise slips for a moment and he smiles himself. A real, genuine smile that only a couple people in this world ever get to be graced by.
Before she can tackle him and knock him on his ass though he's shoving the box of fried chicken towards her. ]
I got two types for you, so don't complain I got the wrong one.
[ Not really the "thank you" he should be handing out to someone that just offered him a place to say, but it's not Kitae if he's not being a little bit rude. ]