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jaw threatened to flex and twist in the irritation rising from being asked. shame and pride broiled in his chest. through it all julius keeps that smile up, because that's all he's ever known. smile through the agony, the negatives - your feelings and needs and wants don't matter.

"no. everything's fine." what good would telling roman do anyway? as if roman could fix things.

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· 𓂃 ࣪˖🔪 ˖ ࣪𓂂 . "Why punish someone without reason?"

it was a terribly naive and oddly sentimental statement. one that julius could scarcely comprehend - let alone agree with. he has to bite back the scoff that catches behind teeth. instead, julius flashes a practiced & eased smile.

"if only the world agreed with you, roro. we might be in a better off place." as it stood - being fired from his job, pending acceptance into G.U.N - julius felt a tad, bitter. maybe that was why he had brought up the topic to begin with. of course roman knew none of this: julius saw no point in sharing such developments with roman.

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"no." the speed and sharpness with which julius answered that question. he didn't hesitate. an eyebrow rose in criticism, "am I supposed to? why? sentimentality? nostalgia?"

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· 𓂃 ࣪˖🔪 ˖ ࣪𓂂 . "Why punish someone without reason?"

it was a terribly naive and oddly sentimental statement. one that julius could scarcely comprehend - let alone agree with. he has to bite back the scoff that catches behind teeth. instead, julius flashes a practiced & eased smile.

"if only the world agreed with you, roro. we might be in a better off place." as it stood - being fired from his job, pending acceptance into G.U.N - julius felt a tad, bitter. maybe that was why he had brought up the topic to begin with. of course roman knew none of this: julius saw no point in sharing such developments with roman.

[txt:] surprised to hear what?

[txt:] erm, nothing really?

[txt:] well maybe some things.

[txt:] i don't know i've never been asked that before.

[txt]: surprised to hear that. [txt]: so what else about you is old schooled too then?

he's tugged, led really. eyes flicked down, blurred and blackened around the edges. like straws narrowed in and zoomed in on the fact that the hand was still gripped onto his jacket. oh. no one had ever done that before. why was that so...? why was julius so focused in on that? he couldn't look away from that hand on his jacket, to the point where he did bump into him when they stopped abruptly.

julius stumbled back a step, muttering a quickly, flustered and spluttered, "er, s-sorry! i didn't mean to bump into you," finally tears his eyes away in order to look at the place. his eyes widened, a sucked in stuck breath at the sight. glory that had to be the fanciest looking building he's ever seen. "whoa." decent? julius wasn't sure his wallet could afford it from just looking at the building alone.

· 𓂃 ࣪˖🔪 ˖ ࣪𓂂 . "Mhmmm," hummed back before giving Julius' jacket a tug for him to follow. "There's this place just down the block." Assured as he makes his way down pavement, still not letting go of the other's jacket as he lead to the shop. Just to abruptly stop in front of the place so that they intentionally bump into one another. "Here. It's not the best place, but it's decent." They're in the nicer part of Gotham after all, so decent is good really. He's just a bit spoiled.

[txt:] haha er, nothing?

[txt:] i just, haven't had anyone to text before, really.

[txt:] i'm kinda old school like that??

[txt]: really? [txt]: what's wrong with you? [txt]: jk

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[txt:] hey.

[txt:] sorry i don't really text very much

[txt:] lol

you're not? that's a shame. immediately, a blush rises onto julius' expression, eyes widening a fraction in stunned surprise. o-oh. he clears his throat again as the pretty blonde stands up sharply, agreeing to the coffee. at that, julius flashes a soft, bright smile, "oh that's great. er, is there a shop nearby that you want to go to?" julius didn't quite know the area - newer to gotham - and he figured that it be better to let this guy take the reigns, lead.

· 𓂃 ࣪˖🔪 ˖ ࣪𓂂 . Head raises from magazine he was sifting through when he hears voice and eyes are quick to assess the other man in front of him. Nice face, he looks tall too. Body leans back fully in seat as he remained silent with ramblings, faint smirk on his face the entire time. "You're not? That's a shame." Said offhandedly before abruptly standing. A hand ran through hair to push a few strands out of his face. "'kay, I can go for a coffee. I wasn't waiting for anyone by the way."

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came for the character, stayed for the unique interpretation that always has me interested to know more on your take, and the great writing!

oh wow, this was so kind of you to say!!

by all means if you ever want to know more about julius' character, or my take on him, please feel free to send in headcanon asks!! even unprompted. tbh with how julius is as a character - reserved, secretive, and overall just not very sociable - i can't really truly seeing him divulging much personal information readily. so the only true way to really get to know the meat & potatoes of his character & my interpretation is through headcanons!!

thank you for complimenting my writing, that truly means a lot to hear coming from you, since you're a fantastic writer yourself!! ⋆˙⟡♡

"sorry, i didn't realize this seat was taken," julius gave a softer smile, shuffling and moving his bookbag off the seat he'd set it on. his gaze lingered on the man in front of him, enjoying the way that his hair accentuated his face, and those eyes were beautiful too. he wondered if he had ever seen him around the eden club. julius cleared his throat, "are you, here with anyone, or are you waiting on someone?" realizing how bold that sounded, julius quickly clarified, "n-not that i'm! trying to, flirt or anything. i just thought if you had a moment, maybe we could try getting a coffee?"

starter. for roman (@blckfckinmsk) BASED ON THE PREMISE THAT JULIUS & ROMAN START DATING (before becoming bitter exes).

his gaze flicks off to the side. a little breath leaving him as his lips press together. before julius looks back toward roman, and then very swiftly and without warning SLAMS his fist across roman's face. only to grab his skull with his other hand and stop roman from going flying as he probably would've from the force of the impact. & then, still holding roman by said skull, julius floats off the ground, roman uselessly dangling. his grip on roman's hair is tightening, and his voice is still calm, a slight ice to the tone, "you needn't be so rude, roman. we're merely talking." at this height, if julius dropped him, roman would no doubt break a leg or an arm. maybe both.

· 𓂃 ࣪˖🔪 ˖ ࣪𓂂 . There's a clear shift in the room as he's approached. But it just makes Roman mimic standing a straighter back, even if he was shorter in comparison to Julius but that never intimidated him before. He's too stubborn after all.

Which is why when change to adjust response is given he just tilts head in a scoff. And he stares back into dark sunglasses that contrasted the pink tint of his own. "Why? You obviously heard me."

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if there were any mirth or any sense of peace in the air, it was gone now. julius stared silently at roman, shoulders shifting and standing to his full height with no slouching. he takes a collected, calm step towards roman. & even with those sunglasses obscuring his eyes, roman would no doubt feel the silent rage burning into roman's own eyes.

"would you like to try that again." his voice is a tad tight, yet still eerily calm. he's giving roman another chance to respond to him without getting so emotional.

the playful maybe has julius' gaze narrowing a fraction behind those oval obscuring sunglasses. instead of roman moving to shake his hand, a device is placed in julius' outstretched palm. his fingers curl around it, eyebrow canting upward more as he pulls it closer to himself. hm. he supposed he could find some use for this. really when he'd mentioned it previously, he'd done so offhandedly. hadn't expected roman to actually remember.

pockets the piece of equipment for now, gaze resettling on roman as the other wipes blood off his face with a handkerchief. "worry. i never said i was worried." he scoffs, as if the thought of dead bodies were of any concern to julius. he smiles, in fact, "explain to me how you killed them." he may as well get some satisfaction out of knowing.

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· 𓂃 ࣪˖🔪 ˖ ࣪𓂂 . "Maybeee~" It's spoken playfully as hands are held behind his back, clearly hiding something. Some equipment he recalls Julius mentioning that Roman had acquired in his recent raid of someone who owed him money. It's small, but he's sure there's more to it, but that's not really something he understood. That's why he found value in befriending someone like Julius, and wanted to keep that. Hence the gesture.

Equipment is held out in offer for the other to take before pulling out handkerchief from pocket to wipe off some of the blood still on his face. "I have people to clean up my messes for me, you don't have to worry about that."

" you should see the other guy. "

a little scoff of a chuckle; as though julius were simultaneously amused by that statement, impressed, and found joy in the thought. it shows, in how he gives a very brief, rare smile. an eyebrow rose in some contemplation as julius regarded roman from behind obscuring sunglasses,

"have you brought me a present," he wonders, "should i expect to see a corpse with a bow on it being dragged behind you by some of your little henchmen?" he holds a hand out for roman to shake,

"pleasure to see you as always, roman."