I can recognize when people feel certain emotions, though I've never felt much of them. At least, not to the extent that others seem to. Almost everyone else seems to... macerate in these feelings.
Like you, I don't know if I'll ever change. Or learn, I suppose. I won't rule it out. But I do think I'd be happy - [ "Or something close to that." ] - if you could be happy.
What makes you think I'm not already happy? Aren't I always in a good mood, Hani? Have I done anything to tell you otherwise?
You should be happy for yourself, you know! Placing your happiness in someone else's hands is a dangerous idea. Just be happy because of what you've got going on in your life, okay?
Don't allow me to influence you. In the end, all we have is ourselves.
[ hani's smile, which is serene as always, spreads. perhaps that's the worst part, the most unnerving part, that they could maintain a smile even through all of that - whatever she's going through. as if they would be happy even if she wasn't.
but they would prefer one option over the other. they think. they're pretty sure. ]
Did I misunderstand your words earlier? Well, I know being happy can be a burden, too.
Would you like me to believe you're happy? I can do that.
I would prefer that, yes – but that's your choice.
[ Hani is truly unflappable, aren't they? Completely and utterly unfazed by anything she's just said. And honestly, she'd prefer that, too. The less likely they are to be concerned, the less they'll pry. She can carry on, living life selfishly and without guilt.
...Well, the latter isn't entirely true. There's some guilt there, because she feels bad for her message. This is Hani, after all. Someone she...
... ]
Haha, I'm sorry about that, though. I think text made my messages convey my emotions more harshly than I intended to. xP
in their apartment, hani puts down their phone and gets up from their seat. they walk over and offer her a hug. she can hide her face if she wants; she doesn’t have to face them.
they don’t care how harsh her words are, but she cares. and that matters to them, as much as anything matters. so she doesn’t need to take back her words. they won’t say anything else about it for now. after a long hug, if she allows one, they’ll pull away slightly to say: ]
Take me to get ice cream, Kara. We’ll get your favorite.
[ Hani approaches, and Kara braces herself, wears her best smile and turns to face them head-on. There's no running from this. They live together. And Hani will surely never mention this --
they don't. They don't say a word as their arms wrap around her. Kara is still, but there's an audible gasp that escapes her lips. She doesn't tense up, though. She just stands there, unmoving.
A moment passes. Hani will be able to feel her shake. She lowers her head and her forehead crashes onto their shoulder. She raises a hand up to hide her face, and while she doesn't return the embrace, the now minimal proximity between them says that she would like to stay here for a bit.
And if she's sniffling? That's just their imagination. ]
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I can recognize when people feel certain emotions, though I've never felt much of them. At least, not to the extent that others seem to. Almost everyone else seems to... macerate in these feelings.
Like you, I don't know if I'll ever change. Or learn, I suppose. I won't rule it out. But I do think I'd be happy - [ "Or something close to that." ] - if you could be happy.
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You should be happy for yourself, you know! Placing your happiness in someone else's hands is a dangerous idea. Just be happy because of what you've got going on in your life, okay?
Don't allow me to influence you. In the end, all we have is ourselves.
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but they would prefer one option over the other. they think. they're pretty sure. ]
Did I misunderstand your words earlier? Well, I know being happy can be a burden, too.
Would you like me to believe you're happy? I can do that.
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[ Hani is truly unflappable, aren't they? Completely and utterly unfazed by anything she's just said. And honestly, she'd prefer that, too. The less likely they are to be concerned, the less they'll pry. She can carry on, living life selfishly and without guilt.
...Well, the latter isn't entirely true. There's some guilt there, because she feels bad for her message. This is Hani, after all. Someone she...
... ]
Haha, I'm sorry about that, though. I think text made my messages convey my emotions more harshly than I intended to. xP
[ That's a lie. ]
Let's go get ice cream after this?
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in their apartment, hani puts down their phone and gets up from their seat. they walk over and offer her a hug. she can hide her face if she wants; she doesn’t have to face them.
they don’t care how harsh her words are, but she cares. and that matters to them, as much as anything matters. so she doesn’t need to take back her words. they won’t say anything else about it for now. after a long hug, if she allows one, they’ll pull away slightly to say: ]
Take me to get ice cream, Kara. We’ll get your favorite.
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they don't. They don't say a word as their arms wrap around her. Kara is still, but there's an audible gasp that escapes her lips. She doesn't tense up, though. She just stands there, unmoving.
A moment passes. Hani will be able to feel her shake. She lowers her head and her forehead crashes onto their shoulder. She raises a hand up to hide her face, and while she doesn't return the embrace, the now minimal proximity between them says that she would like to stay here for a bit.
And if she's sniffling? That's just their imagination. ]
...Yeah...okay.