❝ GO HARD ❞
5zic
Name: Kim Han Gil (김한길)
Date of Birth: July 26th
Blood Type: O
R/S: Out of your league.
Name: Kim Han Gil (김한길)
Date of Birth: July 26th
Blood Type: O
R/S: Out of your league.
“Mm-hm…I don’t live in Korea at all…you asked me where I came from…so, I answered…”, he said, wondering if that’s really what he was getting at. Was he trying to delve into why he was here or what his origins were? Didn’t make much sense if he told him what went down all those years ago though…
He sighed, looking down, “I told you…I can’t remember much…all I know is that I made a home in New York, but I was born in the further east…I’m here now since I think…I’ve been here before, okay?”
He looked even more irritated and tilted his head to the side. “Did I say korea? I thought I said japan…No wait.. Ah damn you. I am completely confused now. I wanted to ask where you overnight here not live in live.”, he frowned lightly and rubbed his neck all confused. “You are running around here but you have to sleep somewhere, or?”. Han asked and cocked a brow at the stranger.
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“…New York was where I came from…an old house…I was getting away from there for a little while.”, he said, shrugging and glancing up at him with some wonderment. He probably thought this was a strange story…he didn’t mind; he wasn’t sure if any of this made sense to him either.
Han Gil was a bit confused as he eyed the male and tilted his head to the side, clearing his throat before he spoke. “Wander.. uhm.. you know that you are in Korea .. right now.. or? Did you just get my question wrong? If so then I am sorry.”, he grined slightly and rubbed irritated his neck as he picked up his coffee, to have a sip from it, before he leaned back against his chair.
“No…no one is…I guess that says a lot of the friends I’ve made in the past five years.”, he claimed, giving a shrug of indifference before looking at the table with a heavy heart, but slowly replaced that with some disdain…that’s all he felt about them now.
To his other question, he simply stated, “I didn’t forget any languages learned over the years…I kind of had to since moving away from home…there’s also no guarantee that Thailand was a home for me…like I said, I can’t remember that much.”
The younger male was rubbing his neck and raised his hand up hair to ruffle it through his own hair before he leaned into the front and rested his head on the palm as he was gazing over to the stranger, his eyes narrowed, followed by a deep sigh.
This guy was hella strange and he did not even know what to say anymore or to do . “Where were you going before?”, he asked a bit concerned if this guy even remembered or knew where to live.
…? I’m not from Japan myself…I’m originally from somewhere in Thailand…”, he said, casually brushing his dark hair from his eyes again and lifting his gaze to the younger man. He shrugged, putting a hand to the coffee cup before long, “What I’m doing in Korea…? Hmn…merely recovering lost time and memories…”
He actually was…trying to recall a little bit of himself before…now. Wander closed his eyes, “I’ve been in a fit of amnesia, to be honest…certain things don’t make sense…”
“From Thailand?”. Han Gil asked while he was looking completely confused at the stranger and tilted his head to the side, while raising up high his eyebrows. His fingers were making some sounds on the table as he was tipping along and frowned slightly. “How come you were talking japanese earlier? And actually right now?”, he questioned and felt a bit strange about that.
“A amnesia it is, hmm.”. The rapper nodded and tapped his jaw. “Is there nothing what can be make about that? Maybe some doctor or anything? Is someone checking up on you?”.
He gave a smile of his own, a rather soft and sad one after realizing such details as he stared into his own coffee cup, wondering if he should add something. But, the raindrops on the window, hitting it, distracted him and caused him to take a glance out the window…if Han Gil hadn’t have said something, he might’ve been trailblazing in that madness until reaching home.
Wander gave a nod to other man across from him, being rather humbled by his intrusion and his worry compared to anyone else he’s encountered. He smiled still, “You’re kind for helping me…and it is true that a lot of people barely take notice of someone who is in pain…even after a long time…I know from some experience…”
The black haired nodded his head along with a faint smile before he lifted up his mug with the hot glowing coffee and nipped from it with a deep sigh. His eyes were closing for a second as he relaxed a bit down and leaned back against the chair with a tender smile on his face.
“So, since you are keeping some sort of secrets, what is just fine. Tell me what you are doing in Korea? As I noticed it hopefully correct, you seem like as if you would come originally from japan.”, he raised an eyebrow curiously as he was gazing over the the stranger. He had to admit that he got some nice looking features and he liked to watch him.
His eyebrows furrowed a little, looking at him in some wonderment before staring into his own coffee with one uncovered blue eye. He looked at Han Gil with some truth in his stare, giving him a soft sigh and speaking rather softly, “My name is Wander…”
That was the only thing he refused to forget to this day, not one for titles anymore…he was ‘boss’ for a long time, 'the Wanderer’ is the most familiar guise compared to anything else…was he a hero before? No, no…that didn’t feel right, not now.
He snapped from his drifting thoughts and recalled the other across from him, the question of him not leaving his lost soul adrift in a sea of his own destruction outside. Wander was unsure why people were being so kind now…especially in the state he’s become.
“Han Gil…are you truly that concerned? Truly…?”
“Wander.”, he mumbled and tried to remember the name. Han Gil was playing with a spoon and lost in thought in his coffee. The wooden stick was twisting and twirling around in the black liquid while he was waiting for some kind of a reply from the stranger who probably came from japan. It seemed like that this shorter guy was a lot off in his thoughts, so he simply gave him his time to get his mind together before he was replying.
After a while he heared the actually strange question of him. His gaze slid up higher and he looked now back into the eyes of the probably older male and a smile curled up his lips. “What is these days a true concern? The opinions about this are so different that I can’t even reply honestly to that.”, he shrugged and the smiled fainted off. “But I think I am more concerned than others, since they would have let you stand there in the upcoming rain.”. He said as the same time a few raindrops outside started to pour against the cold glass of the windows.
“…? …It’s…something else…I can handle it though…”, he said, honestly, walking towards a small table to sit down, recollecting his thoughts for a second before he looked up at the other with quiet softness. Wander shook his head, wondering what this man thinks of him right now, probably knew that he was lying through his teeth, but it didn’t seem right explaining that entirety as of right now.
He sighed, brushing the hair from his eyes a little bit just to see him, “I told you not to fret too much…it’s difficult to explain as of right now…you…really didn’t have to do this…”
“How could I let a lost soul stand in the middle of the street, looking like as if he was about to collaps anytime?”, he asked as he still was standing next to the table. “Let me quickly get two coffee and then you can tell me more.”. Han said as he made a u-turn and walked over to get them two bigger mugs with hot coffee. They had the milk and sugar at the table, so he just came back, placed one mug in front of the stranger and sat down with his own, right in front of him.
“Let me introduce myself at first. My name is Kim Han Gil, hobby life-safer and rapper of a group. What about you?”. He raised an eyebrow as he was pouring just a bit of the milk into the black liquid.
“W-what…? No…I’m fine…”, he said, trying to reassure him that he just needed to get home rather than stay with it out in the open…but, it was a long trek from here to there, making it seem slightly more and more evident that he would probably need to go inside.
He sighed, running his fingers through his dark locks as he looked up at the taller man. Wander glanced up at the other, pursing his lips into a soft murmur, “O-okay…don’t fret over me too much though…”
Still irritated, he was leading the stranger over to the small and cozy café. Definitly more peaceful than the streets of Seoul at this time of a day and opened the door for him. “Please come inside and figure out a table. We will have a coffee and then it’s better.”, he said simply and was waiting for the japanese guy to step inside, following him right away into the location.
“Do you have a migraine, or what happened?”. Han Gil asked a bit worried and gazed at the back of the head in front of him. Thinking also that he might introduce himself, since he did not do it earlier by now.
Wander pressed on, hearing that same old native tongue speak to him rather cruelly, almost in despise to the point where he had to cease in the middle of the street, freezing up almost. He felt the coils on him that once enraptured him in glory become monstrous, “…?”,
He shook back again to reality before the light changed, just speeding up ahead of everything else as he made it to the other side of the street.
Another lapse…and he was trying to get him hit by a semi or something. Such a headache coming on before long…a hand to his head verifying such pains as he squinted, “Tsuj o’g emoh…that’s all there is to it.”
Han gil had already crossed the street and was about to enter a café, when he noticed that the japanese guy stopped once more and was holding his head now. It seemed like that he was in a really bad pain by now, so he slowly stepped over to him and bowed a little down to be able to look into the strangers face.
“Maybe you should come with me into the café and sit down for a second. You do not look good at all right now and maybe you will just faint off here.”. The black haired was ignoring though the fact before, that the stranger had spoken a unknown language to him, as he was rubbing lightly his neck, not knowing what else to do. He was not quite sure if it was okay to let him just stay like this on the streets.
Wander was mumbling underneath the scarf that was around his neck, trying to at least keep his sanity under check since he kept on disliking the voice that taunted him. He snapped back to reality soon, realizing the crosswalk was still taking it’s sweet time and decided to stand, squeezing his eyes shut to hold in whatever strain was coming. The other man must’ve thought he was chatting with him…or griping…he shook his head, “Pay me no mind…”
The dark haired was still staring at the stranger. It seemed like that the guy was japanese, since he was talking on japanese, what made him wonder about the next thing. Though, he was a bit of lucky that he had learned a little the language back then in school. “Okay?”, he replied in a broken japanese and shrugged his shoulders. Han had to admit though that he was looking a little concered but shook his head, telling himself that this guy was just any stranger on the streets. A few seconds later, the lights had switched to green and he started to walk over the street.