[ Any amusement glinting in dark eyes seems to fade, smile dips a little and he seems caught off guard by the statement. It's not a question, but a sounding statement from him. It feels.. no, it stirs something he's tried to bury back.. His heart races, throat a little dry as he swallows suddenly.
It feels as if suddenly everything he has is put on display. As though he's an open book to read, despite being so careful. But.. hasn't he been sharing a bit more and more lately? As of the past few weeks? Letting some people in, memories sharing without intending but giving him time to think back and reflect on those moments. ..He has said it once before. When you read a story again, you're able to see it at a different perspective.
As much as he loathed some memories being trudged back up, he was able to do just that. Lips press together, a shakey gaze watching his companion. Trying to figure out his intentions- "You must like that story." He grew up reading and cheered, stuck by, followed along, hated and yet loved.
When he laughs, it's a bit self-deprecating. ] What if I do- did? It doesn't matter.
[ It wouldn't mean anything. Even if he did like him, he.. no, someone like Kim Dokja? (Did he even know what it meant to like someone?) He.. did not deserve it. He doesn't after everything. It's so easy to shut down, to strengthen that wall.
He's pulling away. All that courage from earlier is disappearing fast. ]
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[ Any amusement glinting in dark eyes seems to fade, smile dips a little and he seems caught off guard by the statement. It's not a question, but a sounding statement from him. It feels.. no, it stirs something he's tried to bury back.. His heart races, throat a little dry as he swallows suddenly.
It feels as if suddenly everything he has is put on display. As though he's an open book to read, despite being so careful. But.. hasn't he been sharing a bit more and more lately? As of the past few weeks? Letting some people in, memories sharing without intending but giving him time to think back and reflect on those moments. ..He has said it once before. When you read a story again, you're able to see it at a different perspective.
As much as he loathed some memories being trudged back up, he was able to do just that. Lips press together, a shakey gaze watching his companion. Trying to figure out his intentions- "You must like that story." He grew up reading and cheered, stuck by, followed along, hated and yet loved.
When he laughs, it's a bit self-deprecating. ] What if I do- did? It doesn't matter.
[ It wouldn't mean anything. Even if he did like him, he.. no, someone like Kim Dokja? (Did he even know what it meant to like someone?) He.. did not deserve it. He doesn't after everything. It's so easy to shut down, to strengthen that wall.
He's pulling away. All that courage from earlier is disappearing fast. ]