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tumsa · 1 year

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turn this knife the blunt way around

happy belated birthday, @kimchaybrainrot!💛 you're lovely and deserve all the treats! i tried to write fluffy soft things but failed spectacularly because angst and i are besties. i promise there is some sweetness at the end.

here is some post-canon kim + kimchay:

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Kim is not surprised when Porsche shows up and enters the café exactly when Kim is wrapping up his set. Kim has ignored calls and messages from Kinn, Tankhun and the Unknown caller. So he signs a few autographs, takes selfies with fans and lets his manager tell them that Wik is very busy and needs to go. Porsche meanwhile orders a caramel macchiato for himself and his bodyguard and waits until Kim packs away his equipment.

"Khun Kittisawat," Kim finally says loud enough to annoy Porsche's security guard, who is holding his drink as he has never seen coffee before.

"I know you helped Chay at the warehouse and at Yok's," Porsche says, ignoring pleasantries, making it sound like an accusation, "but you have to leave my brother alone."

Porsche has taken well to his new role. He manages to sound steely, not heated, like someone in charge of the situation, and he doesn't have to add any threats. It's an order, even if Porsche has no hierarchical power over Kim. Porsche doesn't know that Kinn is just a placeholder for Kim.

"Okay," Kim says, with his perfected poker face and neutral tone. He can tell from how Porsche squints and grips his macchiato that Porsche had expected some resistance.

"Okay," he finally nods, sips his drink and turns to leave. Kim picks up his guitar and waits for Porsche to take a few more steps.

"Porsche," he says because there is a good reason why Kim has trailed Chay for a few months now. Kim has killed at least seven people that wanted to get their hands on the precious innocent baby brother of the minor family's new leader. "Chay's bodyguards are horrible."

Porsche freezes. There are still people around them, some of Wik's fans lingering around, as well as regular customers, so they cannot talk openly. Kim knows that's why Porsche had chosen the location, but it's funny to see him regret that choice now. Porsche opens and closes his mouth, quickly figuring out Kim's words' meaning.

Kim leaves.

- - -

It's not surprising that Chay barely gets to leave the compound afterwards. And when he does, his security detail matches one of Kinn's and Porsche's combined.

"He hates it," Pok says, sliding a photo over Kim's desk. And yes, Chay looks miserable in the image; he looks small in his soft hoodie and loose jeans. Kim knows how it feels to be surrounded by all these suited men and still feel isolated and lonely.

Kim hates how thinking it's for the greater good, his own safety doesn't chip away at the guilt he feels knowing it's his fault.

- - -

It's also not surprising that another few months later, Chay moves out. Just like Kim, Chay is not made for golden cages; there's only so much that your love for your brother(s) can balance out, and Chay has always been brave enough to go after what he wants.

Kim keeps his promise and stays away, he's too busy trying to keep Wik's career from exploding. He knows his father will end it if the fame draws too much attention to their family. The freedom Kim has is imaginary; it's just a leash made longer, long enough that sometimes Kim forgets it's there until he makes one step too far, and it chokes him viciously.

"Do you want me to keep following Khun Porchay?" Pok asks.

Kim thinks about his father's chess board, the pieces he moves around, and the plans he executes. He thinks about his father saying: "I will fake my death", "the minor family will attack", and "you have to protect Porsche's brother, I know what you've been doing with him". He thinks about Korn killing his own brother, Vegas and Macau being pushed away their whole lives only to be embraced when they are no longer needed on the board, and Chay's mother, drugged and unaware.

"No," he says because he is tired of being his father's son. He makes a choice and tells himself to be brave and be like Chay. "Leave him alone."

Pok nods and leaves quietly.

- - -

Kim buries himself in music because music loves him back.

- - -

"Your new album is so sweet," the boy says, and his voice shakes slightly as he smiles shyly, handing over the card to be signed. His older sister is recording their conversation with a cheeky grin on her face. Kim can imagine that this will be future blackmail material.

"Thank you," Kim smiles, "what's your name?"

"Rune," the boy says, still in awe, as Kim writes him a small, personalized note.

"I am glad you wrote some happier songs," the older sister says conversationally, unbothered that Kim is Wik, while Rune picks up his signed card like it's the greatest treasure. "All the sad ones Rune was playing for months made me a bit worried for you. He still gets teary-eyed about the Why Don't You Stay one."

Ah. Kim is saved from answering it because Rune is mortified and pulls his sister away, telling her to shut up, oh my god.

"Hi!" the girl that was next in the line waves at him with a big grin on her face. "I love your new album; it's very sweet!"

Kim smiles back.

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Your new album is amazing, and we are so proud! We miss you.

Kim reads the message again and again; he swallows tears and thinks about the song he wrote weeks ago, about the tiny hints he left there, knowing that nobody but him would know. He didn't think that-

"Kim?" Kinn picks up right away. He sounds hopeful, and Kim realizes that their father is so wrong. The love has not made Kinn weaker; it has made him human.

"I miss you too," Kim says. He can hear Kinn smiling.

- - -

"I am disappointed," his father says, and Kim thinks nothing has ever made him feel more proud than Korn's disappointment. "Maybe I was wrong about you."

"Maybe," Kim says, and they both know he means, yes, yes, you were.

"I don't know what I did wrong," Korn says, defeated, in a rare moment of honesty, "how all three of you ended up like this."

Like this, he says. And he means stupid, weak and pathetic. He means, why would you pick anything over power, ambition, or being the victor? Why would you willingly lose a fight? Who would you do that for, and why?

"You wouldn't understand, father," Kim smiles, pushing Kinn's ring across the table, "after all, you killed your brother and locked up your sister."

He gets up and leaves, half expecting a bullet in his skull, but it never comes.

- - -

The knock on the door makes Kim jump. Only a few people know where he lives, and all the ones who do know to inform him before their arrival. Tankhun has started to show up unannounced, but Kim (now) knows that Wednesdays are shopping days; Tankhun has discovered the magic of shopping malls, and they are a lot shinier than Kim's apartment.

Kim finds the gun before heading for the door but puts it down when he looks at the security camera. He unlocks the door, suddenly very aware of his messy hair, worn shirt and mismatched socks that Kinn had gifted as a joke.

"Hi," Chay says.

Kim has not seen him for almost two years, so he files away the new haircut, a bit broader shoulders, a sharper face, but the same sweet smile and big, innocent eyes.

"Hi?" Kim answers, unsure because Chay's smile is short-lived, and he looks closer to tears.

"I know you loved me," Chay says, and he might as well kick Kim in the stomach, "I mean, I listened to your new album, I mean, sorry, it's none of my business, I should not say that, I just, well," he keeps talking, nervously shifting, looking anywhere but at Kim, "I need you."

Kim feels like someone dropped him in an ocean, leaving him to drown. There are waves of feelings crushing him, pushing him down to the seabed. I know you loved me. Apparently, Chay still knows how to flip Kim's world around. Kim moves before Chay can flee, opening the door wider and stepping aside.

"Come in," Kim says, his voice trembling funnily. And then, because he cannot help it at all, he asks, "You listened to my new album?"

"Of course," Chay says, and it reminds Kim of Tankhun's eye rolls.

Did you like it? Kim wants to ask, but he doesn't. He doesn't get to have this, and he won't be selfish if it hurts Chay, not anymore, and he's been doing good so far.

"Why do you need my help?" Kim asks instead as they walk to the living room. Chay sits on the sofa, back to looking like he is about to cry, but like crying is not a choice he is allowed to make, and it makes Kim's insides hurt. Chay needs to point, and Kim will aim his gun.

"It's about my mom," Chay explains, "I don't know how much you know, but-"

"I know everything," Kim says, and their knees brush as he sits down next to Chay. "I am sorry, I-"

"It's okay," Chay brushes it off quickly as if what Kim did is not a big deal. And Kim wonders if it isn't for Chay anymore. Maybe Chay has learned that there are worse things than stalking and using someone, maybe Chay is helping Porsche now and has done similar things, or maybe Chay has killed someone. Kim has no idea, and it's making him a bit dizzy.

"She remembers everything," Chay explains, and Kim doesn't say that he suspected that too. He looks at Chay's hands that are nervously moving around, wants to grab them and keep them still, but talks himself out of it. "She told me a while ago, she remembers that Uncle Korn killed dad, and wants to tell Porsche, but she's worried that Uncle Korn will... And I am so worried about her and Porsche, and I think Porsche maybe knows too, and something is about to happen, and I-"

"Do you want me to kill my father?" Kim asks carefully. He realizes that he would if Chay asked.

Chay looks horrified. "What? No, of course not!"

Kim is lost, has been lost since he opened the door. "So, what do you need me to help with?"

"I didn't say that," Chay says so quietly that Kim almost doesn't hear it. "I said I need you."

Oh.

And because Chay is the bravest one of them both, he climbs into Kim's lap, hugging him like he did the very first time, with everything he has, and bursts into tears.

"I don't know," he whimpers in Kim's neck, his tears mixing with Kim's, shaking as Kim holds him closer, "what I will do if Porsche dies. I don’t want to be alone anymore, Kim."

Kim wishes he could hide Chay inside the walls of his chest, away from everything, but nowhere is safe with his father alive.

"Shhh," he says instead, "it will be okay, you are not alone."

- - -

"Chay," Kim says hours later when it's getting dark in the apartment. They are still on the sofa, and Chay is half lying on top of Kim, cuddling like they used to, except Chay is quiet and looks defeated under the weight of the world.

"Mm?"

Kim takes a breath and tells himself he can do this. If Tankhun can go to the shopping mall and Kinn can choose Porsche over their father, Kim too can face his fears. "I want to apologize. I am sorry; I know I hurt you, and you didn't deserve any of it. I wish I could take it back."

Chay hums and looks up through the bangs that are half covering his eyes; there's a small smile on the corners of his lips, and Kim wants to press it there, make it stay, and never let anything make Chay sad again.

"I forgave you a long time ago," he says, "Porsche told me how silly Theerapanyakul siblings are. I am very proud you used words this time."

He's teasing Kim, and Kim can't decide between laughing or crying; he settles on neither, holds Chay closer, and moves his hand to stroke Chay's hair gently. He thinks fate is being funny, giving him something only after he learned to let it go.

"And you did write me fourteen love songs."

Kim laughs.

- - -

He returns early in the morning when the dawn settles over the city, a new morning ahead. Chay is still on the sofa, covered in blankets; he gets up when Kim enters the living room.

Kim puts down the gun on the coffee table. He knows he is still covered in sweat and smells like cigarettes that he shared with Porsche when Chay hugs him.

"It will be okay," Kim promises, and buries himself in Chay.

#kimchay #kimchaybrainrot #i promise i tried to make it sweeter #but here we are #idk how it became 2k of whatever this is #tumsa writes #kinnporsche #kinnporche the series #(the original name for this was: bury yourself into things that love you back)#honestly the alterative is very unhinged kim #so i am fixing his family #they all deserve to be happy #except korn he can die

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snarkspawn · 9 months

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Just wanted to say! That I fucking LOVE your kenbig art! You always manage to capture such human moments and nuances of expression and i just lose my entire mind every time! 💕

-kimchaybrainrot

Aw man, thank you so much!! ♥ I try 😭

And thank you also for losing your mind in the tags every time lmao I can't tell you how much that genuinely makes my day

#like I love kenbig a lot (obviously) and I very much love drawing them too #but it IS a smaller niche ship within the fandom and if the five and a half people here with me weren't so enthusiastic about it #I probably wouldn't enjoy sharing my art as much as I do #so thank you really!!#actually this is directed at everyone on this here rickety boat keeping us afloat one year in haha #replies #kimchaybrainrot

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shubaka · 11 months

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nail painting and finger painting

Fandom: Kinnporsche Pairing: BigKen Warnings: pwp, rimming, anal fingering, anal sex Summary: Ken has a thing for Big's hands. Nails (and fingers) are painted. gift for @kimchaybrainrot

please note that this is locked on ao3, so you'll need an account to read

ooooh my god I'm just going to throw this out into the wild and i'm gonna run away

#i'm so scared so i'm just gonna post this and go to bed good night good bye don't look at me please don't perceive me ohmygod #kimchaybrainrot #bigken #kenbig #my fic #kinnporsche fanfic #kinnporsche the series #uhh i do have some invite codes for ao3 left if anyone wants them but i'm gonna go to bed soon so i won't see any requests until tomorrow

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laesas · 1 year

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First Lines Game! 📝

rules: Post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to Ao3. If you have less than 10, post what you have!

Tagged by the lovely lovely legendary @kimchaybrainrot

Tagging @kinnbig @thewholedamnboulangerie @lesbianiconsteveharrington @kinnsporsche @domsaysstuff @capikun and any other writer friends who think this would be fun! - As always no pressure though!

I'm gonna have to really bend the rules because I only started writing a few months ago and I've never actually posted to Ao3! SO uhhhh Opening lines from the 3 wips I have with opening lines haha!

Leather jacket, silk lining - Oneshot - Kim character study + KimBig

Kim’s phone vibrates again. The sound of it skittering across the surface of the desk makes him sick. His hands are shaking. His hands won’t stop shaking.

Sounds we can't define - multi-chapter - opening lines from 1-3 - KimChay

1 - The days after his kidnapping had passed in a hazy blur. A flash of white feathers and an outstretched hand. Calloused fingers ripping his own from the sleeve of a leather jacket.

2 - Arm leads Chay through the compound in a comfortable silence.

3 - “Why am I here?” He’s 20 minutes late, deliberately, but Kinn acts like he’s interrupting, barely looking up from his paperwork as he beckons Kim over, jutting his chin to the chair in front of him.

Quicker than lightning, whiter than bone. - Oneshot - VegasPete

When Vegas wakes, he’s floating in a sea of crisp white bed sheets. He drifts, gently, watching the light from the setting sun outside cast a brilliant gold as it dances across the waves.

#on a real one tho....... I'm not finishing that last one lol #maybe I should just do a dead darling fic dump haha #I have so many fics but i always just start in the middle and work outwards haha #unhinged manner of writing.#tag game #ask meme #my writing #thank you for tagging meee!! :)#kimchaybrainrot #I'm so excited to see everyones little ficcies <3 #sorry for not having proper published fics I am naught but a baby #also I never rememwebr who writes and who makes gifs and who makes other stuff like meta so like no pressure haha #bee.txt

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vegasandhishedgehog · 8 months

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#jeff satur #i think ill let kimchaybrainrot narrate things in better detail you're good at that #BUT SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FUCK

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subtextsays · 1 year

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@kimchaybrainrot's comments made me rewatch this scene and I just noticed Kim? Biting his tongue? HE IS SO AWKWARD AND SOFT AND DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO FEELINGS, WITH THE ADDED COMPLICATION OF WANTING TO EAT THIS BOY ALIVE

#kimchay #kinnporsche the series #kpts #kim theerapanyakul #porchay kittisawasd #sub's kinnporsche stuff #ok i swear i'm done for tonight

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fawndlyvenus · 6 months

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Tagged by the very sweet and lovely @shubaka 🫂

Rules: shuffle your ON REPEAT playlist and list the first 10 songs and tag 10 people

Leaves (feat. Young K) - Ben&Ben, Young K

SNAP - Rosa Linn

Run Away To Mars - TALK

ABYSS - WOODZ

Fade - Jeff Satur

Paris In The Rain - Lauv

Steal The Show - SHAUN, Jeff Satur

Boats & Birds - Gregory and the Hawk

Some Kind of Heaven - Sleeping At Last

Still Into You - Paramore

Yeah, this checks out for me.🤣 Now for the tagging: @kimkhimhant @kimchaybrainrot @ae-azile @the-cookie-of-doom @the-water-nixie @shou-jpeg @emberfaye @disast3rtransp0rt @wildelydawn @kenobiblue (no pressure to do this if you don’t want to.🤍💛)

#tag game #Venus answers

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bisexualbard-writes · 1 year

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@kimchaybrainrot!! You had a birthday!! sorry it’s a day late BUT I have some soft kimchay headcanons JUST FOR YOU!

When Chay starts staying at Kim’s place, when he wakes up in the morning he says “I’m hungry what’s for breakfast” and this sends Kim spiraling down through guilt memories. He decides then that he’s never going to ever ask Chay to make them breakfast.

The problem is he wants to have a nice quiet morning at home cuddling with Chay, but he doesn't keep a lot of food on hand. He usually just grabs a protein bar on his way out the door and orders in for his other meals. So for that first day he orders them coffee and pastries from the cafe down the street, but any breakfast food more substantial than pastries always arrives cold so this isn’t a great long term solution.

BUT fear not, Kim is a PROBLEM SOLVER. He decides he’s going to learn how to cook breakfast for Chay so that they can spend the mornings cuddling in their pajamas AS IT OUGHT TO BE.

The problem is, he’s never so much as cracked an egg before. When Chay isn’t around (because gosh, Kim isn’t going to let Chay see him fucking up miserably when they JUST got back together) Kim gets a carton of eggs practices cracking them open and frying them. He’s not a disaster, he has to know how to have a delicate touch for both music and murder, but he still gets some eggshell in the pan and the yolk runs everywhere so he ends up with scrambled eggs. On his second attempt the eggs are burnt on the bottom and raw on the top. On this third attempt he gets it fully cooked, but then the egg is FULLY COOKED and not at all runny in the middle the way chay likes.

That’s when he realizes okay, huh, this cooking thing might be a bit more of a skill than he anticipated.

But he is COMMITTED to not CORRUPTING their newly flourishing relationship with BREAKFAST SINS.

So he cracks his knuckles and loads youtube and gets to work. As it turns out, he has a lot to learn. He’s pretty good at knife skills already, but it turns out there’s a whole different kind of technique to chopping up an onion than there is to twirling a switchblade. And he learned enough chemistry to know what common bathroom cleaners he can weaponize and turn into harmful gaseous clouds, but the chemistry of just making some bread is a whole different level of complex.

He still orders in breakfast for him and Chay while he’s learning and just deals with slightly cold delivery for now, because he’s not going to serve anything but the BEST for his boy.

On the morning he finally feels ready, he slips out of bed early and gets cracking. When Chay finally wanders out he’s a little grumpy he didn’t wake up with his cuddle buddy, but then he’s quickly stunned by the feast in front of him. There are pans of sausages and bacon, and crepes loaded with freshly made whipped cream and fruit, and multiple types of freshly squeezes fruit juice, and then Kim is pulling a quiche out of the oven.

Chay says something like “good morning P’Kim and also what in the world is happening?” and Kim responds “good morning my love I made you breakfast?”

Chay gapes, and Kim realizes he might have gone a little overboard, but then Chay is kissing him and hoisting him onto the counter because Chay is overwhelmed with so much love, but Kim has to stop him because “i love you chay but I am NOT eating another cold and and soggy breakfast.”

All the food is delicious and delightful - Chay would have been perfectly happy with a stack of pancakes to be honest, but the big spread of food is super awesome and Chay knows without Kim having to say it that this is another way of helping them move on from their turbulent start, so he extra appreciates all the effort.

Kim watches Chay eat carefully and glows a little more with each compliment and when they’re done eating Chay pulls him back into the bedroom for more kisses and cuddles and a nap to sleep off all the food.

( And then later Chay will show kim exactly how appreciative he is by bending him over the kitchen counter and fucking him slowly and thoroughly until kim is begging. )

From then on Kim makes them breakfast while Chay sits on the kitchen island still looking rumpled in his pajamas and demanding kisses whenever Kim passes him to use the sink. Kim loves it and despairs because sometimes they get a little too distracted and Kim burns things, but it always makes Chay happy, so its a sacrifice he’s willing to make.

#kinn is so jealous of kim's skills when he learns about them #it starts a series of escalating cooking wars where they each try and cook a better meal for their beloved #and then send the pictures of their creations to their brother group chat #until one day tankhun sends them a picture of a showstopper cake he was inspired to make after watching too much bake off #it's beautiful and has like four layers with sugarwork details and intricate decorations #they both go over and try some and it tastes fantastic #it's tankhun's first attempt at baking #kim and kinn hate him so much #kimchay #headcannons

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mohnikei · 7 months

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my last entry for the @kinnporschebigbang! Thank you @kimchaybrainrot for collaborating with me!

#kpts big bang 2023 #kinnporsche #kimchay #porchay kittisawasd #kim theerapanyakul #fanart #my art

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scattered-stardust · 4 months

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At least the ruckus pulls Arm out of his conversation and back to his side. “Is there a problem,” he says in a tone that promises there better not be a problem, as he puts his hand on the small of Porsche’s back. Which is fine and Porsche can deal with that like he’s not a guy with a crush on the gorgeous man next to him so obviously he blushes. Or, Porsche has a crush on his three roommates and is totally chill about it. As long as people stop assuming he's dating them, his poor heart can't take this. Or, Six times people assume Porsche is dating Pete, Pol and Arm and one time he does something about it.

Dedicating this fic to all my mutuals who made this fandom and tumblr in general a fantastic place to be in: @callmeahopelesscase @just-slightly-chayotic @risu442 @shubaka @salamander89 @xxatlasxx @the-cookie-of-doom @omegaphobe @wardog-of-the-endless @kimchaybrainrot @vani-ash @eggwars @fuckyeah-itme @dummerjan @divorcedmalewife @arewedoneyet @i-got-the-feels @hometothecanyonmoon I appreciate all of you so much<3<3<3

#stardust writes #kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #kpts

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tumsa · 1 year

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So unkind, Oh, love is blind, Was it all a lie?

#kimchay #kinnporsche #kimchaybrainrot #tagging you because i thought about you while making it #kim theerapanyakul #porchay kittisawasd #i listened to a sad song?#by me #m: kp

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kinnbig · 5 months

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i was tagged by @thewholedamnboulangerie to make this piccrew! ough it’s so cute 🥺🥰

tagging @divorcedmalewife @kimchaybrainrot @bunnakit if u wanna make a lil guy 🥰❤️

#tag game #darcey.txt

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shubaka · 1 year

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Okay okay so that KimChay body swap AU that came out of this post with @kimchaybrainrot and @subtextsays??

I’m gonna give it a go. I have some thoughts that aren’t going away and I need to make them go away somehow. I... really want to finish this because I feel like I’m going to have a lot of fun with this (despite how much I might complain about writing being hard), so I’m posting this for my own accountability.

Here’s the first 500-ish words I have so far, if you’re interested in taking a peek. :)

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Chay jerks awake as his body erupts in pain. He can’t see out of his left eye – there’s blood dripping down from a cut on his eyebrow – and his right is stinging from the smoke and dust lingering in the air. Chay can barely see, but he thinks there is a figure running towards him.

A tall man reaches for Chay frantically, and it looks like he’s shouting, but Chay can’t hear anything over the ringing in his ears. The man grabs Chay by the arm, tucks him into his side, and drags Chay towards a car. Chay is shoved none too gently into the back of the car, and he keels over onto the plush leather seats and groans. He feels the car shift and rock as the man hops into the driver’s seat.

As soon as the car jolts into motion, the throbbing in Chay’s skull pulses with a vengeance, and Chay vomits on the car floor before slumping unconscious.

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The next time Chay wakes up, he’s in a hospital room.

There are two men in suits at the door. The taller of the two has his hair pulled back in a half bun and his left arm in a sling. He walks over to Chay and bows slightly.

“How are you feeling? Oh, excuse me,” the man reaches past Chay to press a button next to the bed. “We were ordered to call for a nurse as soon as you regained consciousness,” he explains.

Chay frowns, “I’m sorry. Who are you?”

The man inhales sharply.

Just as he opens his mouth to respond, the door to the room slides open and a nurse bustles in. She grabs a chart and inspects the monitors next to the bed as she asks, “How are you feeling?”

“He has some memory problems,” the man answers preemptively for Chay. “He doesn’t remember who I am.”

The nurse nods, “That’ll be the concussion, then.” She turns to Chay. “Are you still experiencing any headaches and nausea?”

She puts Chay through a number of tests and deems him well enough to return home, with directions to rest and limit his physical and mental activities.

Chay nods and turns to the man who said to call him Big. “Thank you for your help, Phi. Is there a phone I can use? And which hospital is this? I need to call Hia so he can pick me up.”

The look of alarm on Big’s face makes Chay pause.

“I think it would be best if we take you home right away so you can get some rest.” Big gently takes Chay and ushers him to the washroom located in the corner of the room. A bundle of clothes is placed into Chay’s hands, and he’s nudged inside. “I’ll call your brother and inform him of your situation while you change.”

Chay slowly backs into the washroom, flicks on the light, and closes the door quietly.

That was weird.

He shuffles over to the sink and promptly drops all of the clothes to the floor. In the small mirror above the sink, Wik’s surprised face is staring at Chay.

#i guess i'm going to be going through it again (clown face)#my fic

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