[ oh the superiority for being offended over someone feeling uncomfortable around him says a lot about yuwon already. he's that type. the popular stud, isn't he? someone who's not used to rejection. if denji had the energy to be petty he'd point it out, but he's tired and frankly— hungry. the sooner he feeds that hulk, the better it is. he opens his mouth, dragging out a long, tired sigh; lashes low.
deep down he feels like a little bitch right now— cooking for this man and all. nghhh. ]
Sit down.
[ he'd wait for yuwon to step aside, clearing the area before he returned to his station. he pulled out another clean pan, switched on the heat, tossed in a piece of butter, and started off the process all over again with an experienced ease. the seasoning that urged yuwon's criticism is (against his better judgment) noted, and denji attempts to be more generous with this round. ]
You guys didn't care for these eggs, anyway. You were too busy taking 'pictures' ...
[ there's a lot of unspoken words behind his tone here. a lot. ]
truly a mystery
deep down he feels like a little bitch right now— cooking for this man and all. nghhh. ]
Sit down.
[ he'd wait for yuwon to step aside, clearing the area before he returned to his station. he pulled out another clean pan, switched on the heat, tossed in a piece of butter, and started off the process all over again with an experienced ease. the seasoning that urged yuwon's criticism is (against his better judgment) noted, and denji attempts to be more generous with this round. ]
You guys didn't care for these eggs, anyway. You were too busy taking 'pictures' ...
[ there's a lot of unspoken words behind his tone here. a lot. ]