You and your "I can take care of myself" attitude. It really pisses me off, you know that?

[ You know how tempted he is to hit you again? Stop testing him. Kim Dokja is used to dying. Remembers the feeling of a blade going right through his chest. Remembers when his insides got blown apart when he took the hit meant for Yoo Joonghuyk by the future Shin Yoosung. He remembers it every time. The pain and the feeling of losing his body and intake of breath when he came back.

He's used to dying but he... for a moment, just for a very split moment, he almost believed Yoo Joonghyuk to be dead. And that made the reader all the harder on himself. He knows Yoo Joonghyuk wouldn't go down without a fight and yet. There's a sudden sharp pain as his fists curl too tightly, piercing his skin with drips of ink and blood tickling. I... don't..... We have.... together...

He keeps his gaze directed down at the story that tries to speak for him. He ignores it in favor of what Yoo Joonghyuk tells him. ]

You're Yoo Joonghyuk and my companion. As if I would let you forget that. [ Mola. ]