[ Lips part to say something, gaze watching those hands closely. The way that thumb smooths over the gold object and he does notice. Of course he notices. He pays attention enough to those hands to know. From the moment they met and they were wrapped so tightly around his neck, until more recently from where they gripped a blade so tightly.
Less scars.. Brows knit together, he glances back at him. ]
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Less scars.. Brows knit together, he glances back at him. ]
Yoo Joonghyuk. Did you...
[ Regress?
... ]
You see something, don't you. On your own coin.