++ ultimately deciding to cut himself off. 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘵. there is a brief glimmer of reasoning before he adjusts; he wanted a moment to debate his odds before throwing himself at him.
⠀⠀tripping off balance, managing to catch himself last minute. 𝓅anting. puppy—like gaze finding him. a glare settles onto seongje; mumbling a curse and something along the lines of him being 𝑝athetic.
⠀⠀⠀“⠀what is your issue——⠀”
⠀⠀he starts before ++
++ i’ll find a way to make you pay for it, yah?⠀”
⠀⠀there’s no humor to his tone; ever determined he was. dark hues squint. nod of head signals wolf to take the lead—— there’s a reason he was just lurking around: gotak, for once, had nowhere to be. this was fate.
⠀⠀his time to react is cut slim with how he’s moved around. when he’s brought into the other’s embrace, he hisses, teeth baring in 𝒶nnoyance. a hushed, “⠀pft,⠀” leaves his lips before his hands move to swat at him.
⠀⠀⠀“⠀let go of me——– god, do you ever ++
union friends ┈ that’s a pathetic title. he would never go as low as to consider anybody a friend. a scoff bleeds into snickers. it takes a while before his gaze turns and the smile fades—facing away →
++ get tired of this shit .. ?⠀”
⠀⠀nevertheless, he walks. hyuntak wasn’t stupid despite all his flaws. the more he pushed back, the more entertaining it was for seongje, and thrill was the 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 thing he wanted to provide.
⠀⠀⠀“⠀if my phone is broken, ++
or— still can’t lift that leg? 😂 (it’s laughable how highly this prick thinks of himself.) is it limp to the touch? (he swings without hesitation, aiming for the knee)