[ At the sudden snatch of his wrist, he merely smiles, amusement gleaming in his eyes. He expected it to happen sooner than it did but Joonghyuk seems to hold it a bit longer than he expects. His pulse may have picked up suddenly. His lips almost twitch into a frown at that feeling.
However, the familiarity of the words ease, with only a feeling of sheepishness coming from the connection now and he turns his attention to his bag instead as his hand pulls at the strap. ]
Yes, yes and you're a brute. Look at the mess you made. [ But really whose fault was that. His own sword is put away, holding up his kit with a light wave. ] Here, let's get your cuts cleaned up.
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However, the familiarity of the words ease, with only a feeling of sheepishness coming from the connection now and he turns his attention to his bag instead as his hand pulls at the strap. ]
Yes, yes and you're a brute. Look at the mess you made. [ But really whose fault was that. His own sword is put away, holding up his kit with a light wave. ] Here, let's get your cuts cleaned up.