[He'd be relieved, but Min-Gi can tell Ryan's still thinking about it. Whether or not he'll say anything he isn't certain, but he can tell he hasn't let it go just yet. He hopes that he will, but he's unsurprised when he speaks up yet again. Expecting it doesn't do much to help him. His throat still feels tight, and their room's become uncomfortably warm.
He drops the phone abruptly back on the receiver, wincing at how loud the sound is. There'd still been no sign of any answer, and even if someone had picked up he knows there'd be no way he'd know what to say to them now. His carefully prepared speech for the customer service rep has gone from his mind completely. He's going to have to start it over from scratch.]
I don't think there's anyone there.
[Min-Gi's voice is strained, and it's probably clear to Ryan he's not comfortable with the topic. "This is why he doesn't talk to you," his mind helpfully supplies, and it feels like any progress they made at the party is already undone.
If he's honest, he hadn't minded the article Ryan's talking about. There's little doubt in his mind which one he means. Bowie had been so young when he'd started making claims about his sexuality. At least, that's how he'd put it. It had given his teenage self hope. If Bowie could change, then why couldn't he? He has less hope about that now, even if he's still younger now than Bowie had been in the early 70s. Change isn't something that's ever come easily to Min-Gi, and that aside he's starting to think maybe some things just can't be changed.
Not that he's about to voice any of that to Ryan, of course.]
Shouldn't it have bothered them? [He's immediately and painfully aware of how that came out, and he stumbles to clarify.] Th-the cheating. If it's true. Not the other thing...
[The other thing that he still can't bring himself to say out loud, apparently.]
action; cw: internalised homophobia
He drops the phone abruptly back on the receiver, wincing at how loud the sound is. There'd still been no sign of any answer, and even if someone had picked up he knows there'd be no way he'd know what to say to them now. His carefully prepared speech for the customer service rep has gone from his mind completely. He's going to have to start it over from scratch.]
I don't think there's anyone there.
[Min-Gi's voice is strained, and it's probably clear to Ryan he's not comfortable with the topic. "This is why he doesn't talk to you," his mind helpfully supplies, and it feels like any progress they made at the party is already undone.
If he's honest, he hadn't minded the article Ryan's talking about. There's little doubt in his mind which one he means. Bowie had been so young when he'd started making claims about his sexuality. At least, that's how he'd put it. It had given his teenage self hope. If Bowie could change, then why couldn't he? He has less hope about that now, even if he's still younger now than Bowie had been in the early 70s. Change isn't something that's ever come easily to Min-Gi, and that aside he's starting to think maybe some things just can't be changed.
Not that he's about to voice any of that to Ryan, of course.]
Shouldn't it have bothered them? [He's immediately and painfully aware of how that came out, and he stumbles to clarify.] Th-the cheating. If it's true. Not the other thing...
[The other thing that he still can't bring himself to say out loud, apparently.]