They look good. [ Jin is clearly licking her own muzzle and vibrating away. Dokja hardly minds when Joonghyuk presses against him, he leans into it. Except now he's leaning over to take a dumpling to have his first bite.
...It's so good. Once he's done chewing, he talks again to hide his content sigh. It's delicious. ] I read the book my group got a few weeks ago, there was a piece of parchment stuck in it being used as a bookmark, "Before the darkness takes us, know this - it took only a single night of misfortune to wash away the history, but we have eternity to rise again."
[ Yes. Lean into him. He will even rest his head on top of Dokja's. ]
... Eternity, is it? Considering those people become undying fish hybrids, that would make sense. I wonder if this is just their hubris being written into word before they became regretful.
[ Strange. Niah is just lounging here as usual, though he writhes a little bit every once in a while. Restless. ]
I wonder what they'll do to our dead. It isn't odd to consider they could be resurrected or used as fuel for something.
[ How Joonghyuk does that as he eats, he's trying not to suddenly choke. Dokja was just a bit surprised at the weight on his head. But, he leans into him a bit more as he finishes the dumpling. It'll be like when they were fishing before. ]
They did claim how they weren't able to die, so it fits with the text. [ A hum. ] I have to assume there's a piece that ties to each city then.
[ Restless daemon. Jin is curious, moving to climb onto Niah's back and then loaf on him. Fox bread. Except, she's also reaching to try and nip at his ears. ]
Given they're still able to technically communicate with us, the hope is they can get resurrected. I'm sure there's information on their side they're able to get that could be useful. [ But as fuel? ...That's a dangerous thought. ]
[ He isn't eating yet, nerd. His hands are tucked away in his folded arms so he doesn't get all touchy and gross. ]
Yes, with a similar theme across the worlds. Damned in some way or another, whether deliberately or because of these spectres traveling across.
[ His ears flicker from the nips, trying to escape her teeth. ]
I agree. I've also been told that there are secrets hidden with the dead where the Dust has settled. We only need to ask them, however they cannot always speak and we cannot always respond. We must choose our words wisely and carefully.
[ Binch. Don't. Also, he doesn't want to take the bun in one hand because then his other hand will be free to hold onto Dokja. That's too dangerous. Instead, he huddles with his arms crossed and it just... Looks like a tall man curling up beside Dokja.
[ Dokja looks a bit amused at that because Joonghyuk looks like he wants to eat but he's. Not. And, Dokja isn't too sure why. Instead, his companion just remains curled against him. Almost akin to Niah when he lounges somewhere and flops against some furniture.
A hand raises to carefully brush some bangs aside, gaze curious. Why does he look so grumpy? Did Dokja do something wrong (again)?]
[ Stop. He can feed himself? Also, Niah is dignified, though he's curling into a black ball more this week due to cuddle week. The brush against his bangs has him shift in place, frowning more.
Because he wants more touch? However, he refuses to lean into it. Monday was already regretful. ]
[ Too bad Niah has to deal with Jin, who is squishing herself into the middle of it. She demands cuddles.
The sight of that frown has him bringing his hand back to his own lap, though he still curiously looks back at him. That's not too surprising. It's like taming a feral animal that isn't actually tamed. ]
The only way to counter it is to avoid people. [ Which of course is a bit difficult to do with some of these people. ] At least it's only until the end of the week. Would you have preferred last week to still be in effect?
[ Which isn’t an answer to the question, but it’s obvious he’d rather not show multiple stories to people. A handful of them are strangers… With a sigh, he unwinds and—what does he want to do? Not quite sheepish but also not bold, his arm snakes around Dokja’s then their hands.
Wow, he hates how nice it feels? It’s detestable. Comforting. How dare he feel this against HIS WILL. It is nice. ]
[ That Kim Dokja knows. He basically gave him two evils and asked him to choose one when the answer would be obviously neither. His head tilts to the sigh and finds his own posture suddenly straighten when an arm snakes around.
Oh. His gaze flicks down before back to Joonghyuk's face. He has to hold back a shiver, has to fight leaning heavily into the other man. It's really hard to resist actually. Were this literally a few days earlier they would not be this close together unless they were at each other's throats with their blades. But there's comfort in it, and his heart speeds up in a way he can't understand. ]
As long as it isn't me, that's fine. I'm quite frail right now. [ It's a joke, but he really does not want to be collateral damage! Brows furrow a bit as he glances down, carefully turning his hand over. Their roughness, the callouses of skin from sword usage.. it feels nice against his hand. He's learning more about Yoo Joonghyuk on a level he did not expect to these past few days. ]
[ Stop reading his paw. Instinctively, Joonghyuk rubs the base of Dokja’s thumb… He’s focused on how this hand in his is also calloused, even more so than his own. It’s just another reminder of their difference.
Dokja also has pretty small hands? ]
Right, with your sprained arm.
[ Dryly. Joonghyuk says it like Dokja should be ashamed at being such a conman, but he continues to snuggle closer. He keeps rubbing his cheek against the top of his crown, enjoying how soft his hair is. The shampoo isn’t anything out of the ordinary, but it’s comfortable. ]
Why couldn’t you have been shorter? It’s difficult to rest my head.
[ His paw is here for him to read. That rub gets a small shiver from Dokja, jaw clenching just a bit to stop himself from emitting a sudden breath. He's used to the roughness from his companion. Being grabbed, bearing the weight of the other man when their swords clash, but something like this is... new. It's... gentle. ]
Exactly.
[ The reader laughs at that, though it cuts off quietly when Joonghyuk snuggles closer. Especially when he rubs his head atop him. Okay... okay, okay, his heart really shouldn't be reacting like this. It's one thing if it's a feeling of fear- like having a lion decide to suddenly make a person their cuddle buddy. But it's not fear, and that's why it's scary.
His words, though, get a snort out of him with a raise of his brow with a side glance. ] If it's an issue, you can always use my lap. I can't promise you it'll be more comfortable though.
[ He's above the average height for men his age. It's a good height? Don't complain when you're snuggling against him like a needy cat. He says, but he leans further into his companion though with a bit of a turn of his body. Technically going against the suggestion of the other man moving, while getting a better look at Joonghyuk. ]
[ He really is just a giant cat… He would be aggressively purring right now, even if he didn’t want to.
The suggestion has him squint. Joonghyuk has limits. ]
No, I will not use your lap.
[ Can’t believe Dokja is having gay thoughts while Joonghyuk is frustrated by how much he wants to snuggle right now. His eyebrows keep knitted. A part of him is very content that Dokja leans back. The other part is seething. It’s funny how they’re on different wavelengths. ]
[ Me trying to build up, but Dokja is distracted by gay thoughts and Joonghyuk is a grumpy seething cat. Hei I'm doing my best. ]
Your loss then.
[ Joonghyuk can keep his arm where it is, but he will be bringing his free hand to brush his thumb to trace a brow before their foreheads meet right after. Alright Joonghyuk, let's see if you can continue to read him. ]
You'll get wrinkles if you furrow any further.
[ It's okay, even if Joonghyuk isn't purring, Jin is nearby and... very obviously so. She's not hiding the fact at all. ]
[ Twig thighs. I can see you are trying so hard. The touch to his brow distracts him and snaps him out of his rage-filled trance. It’s a strange sensation. He’s more used to cuts, even along his supposedly handsome face. When their foreheads press, he frowns and looks at him.
How tired does Dokja look? Has he been getting any sleep? At least Joonghyuk knows he has been eating. ]
… Are you scheming something, Kim Dokja?
[ Joonghyuk is aware of certain tells. He has fought alongside Dokja for four years. That doesn’t mean he can always read him, considering he didn’t always anticipate those grand and disastrous plans. His companion always finds a way to surprise him. Both in the worst and best ways. ]
[ Last week, an effort was made to try and sleep, mostly because of who was on the other end of the connection was forcing him. And for the most part, it seems to have continued? But no he looks tired. Like he hadn't sleep well recently. It's surprising he has an appetite but he couldn't turn down Joonghyuk's cooking.]
...Hm? Ah, no, I was just... curious.
[ He isn't lying. His gaze continues to peer curiously at his companion. The only moments one could safely be this close back home would be when Yoo Joonghyuk was unconscious. There was definitely a few times of that but. His gaze flickers down, something encouraging him to touch more, to touch further.
Distantly, he wonders, how would it feel if... Without thinking, he leans in closer until there's but a chaste brush of their lips in a small
kiss.
Dokja leans back almost immediately, eyes wide as if HE was the one caught off guard by it. Then he has the audacity to look confused, bringing a hand to his mouth to partly cover with a squint to the side. Wait. That. He... Did he actually do that? Or was that in his head. He probably imagined it because there's no way he kissed Yoo Joonghyuk without thinking. He does some stupid things but that's not something he'd do. Subconsciously, he licks his own lips with a furrow of his brow before turning his gaze back on his companion. ]
Anyways, I was just curious if- ...ah. [ ..Something tells him he actually did that. His stomach is sinking, his heart is ignored in its pathetic racing, and its the dawning realization when he looks back at the other man's expression. ]
[ Joonghyuk was ready to drag Dokja about his sleeping habits again, but something happens. He feels something soft against his lips, which has his eyebrows knit more than before. Much like Dokja, he's processing what happened kind of slowly.
If only he could focus on how pleasant it felt, but the shock and confusion overwhelm it. His expression doesn't drastically change, though he frowns even deeper. What is happening? ]
[ It was short. Very short. Why is he disappointed? He knows why he craves more touch, but why is he disappointed. That he did it? That it wasn't longer? He's more than aware of that arm on him now.
He glances off to the side. Why DID he do that? He blames it on the craving of touch, that yearns and wants for more. But also he... had been curious. He was curious to how it would feel and it felt surprisingly nice. He chews on his own lower lip with a deeper knit of his brows. ]
I..don't know. [ Wait, don't get pushed around, Kim Dokja. Be confident, give any answer, who cares? Cut yourself from the ties. You are quick to adapt to most situations even if it means lying. ]
[ Even more so Joonghyuk is more confused than before. Dokja’s bastard demeanor is not helping him parse this situation well at all, though he has a guess. He’s also not quite sure about that guess right now. ]
You wanted to.
[ The tone implies Dokja has to elaborate.
Good thing he has his arm? Where will you escape to unless you shove him off and run? ]
[ He's not elaborating. He is looking to Jin, who is trying to lick at Niah's muzzle before looking as if she got caught. You are not helping his case here, fox child.
Dokja may be carefully leaning and trying to scoot away. Do not snap him in half. His face feels strangely hot. Is he getting sick? His heart is uneasy. What are the chances he can escape? ]
[ Joonghyuk cannot see what the daemons are doing, no matter how cute they are. He barely acknowledges what his does. That's too much strange awareness he doesn't care for. Niah does lick Jin though, very affectionate. ]
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They look good. [ Jin is clearly licking her own muzzle and vibrating away. Dokja hardly minds when Joonghyuk presses against him, he leans into it. Except now he's leaning over to take a dumpling to have his first bite.
...It's so good. Once he's done chewing, he talks again to hide his content sigh. It's delicious. ] I read the book my group got a few weeks ago, there was a piece of parchment stuck in it being used as a bookmark, "Before the darkness takes us, know this - it took only a single night of misfortune to wash away the history, but we have eternity to rise again."
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... Eternity, is it? Considering those people become undying fish hybrids, that would make sense. I wonder if this is just their hubris being written into word before they became regretful.
[ Strange. Niah is just lounging here as usual, though he writhes a little bit every once in a while. Restless. ]
I wonder what they'll do to our dead. It isn't odd to consider they could be resurrected or used as fuel for something.
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They did claim how they weren't able to die, so it fits with the text. [ A hum. ] I have to assume there's a piece that ties to each city then.
[ Restless daemon. Jin is curious, moving to climb onto Niah's back and then loaf on him. Fox bread. Except, she's also reaching to try and nip at his ears. ]
Given they're still able to technically communicate with us, the hope is they can get resurrected. I'm sure there's information on their side they're able to get that could be useful. [ But as fuel? ...That's a dangerous thought. ]
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Yes, with a similar theme across the worlds. Damned in some way or another, whether deliberately or because of these spectres traveling across.
[ His ears flicker from the nips, trying to escape her teeth. ]
I agree. I've also been told that there are secrets hidden with the dead where the Dust has settled. We only need to ask them, however they cannot always speak and we cannot always respond. We must choose our words wisely and carefully.
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..It's all gotta be connected, there would be no reason for us to be jumping around like this otherwise.
[ She will climb a bit further to try and reach. Nom nom. ]
It would be too easy if we were given free rein to ask them anything at any time. Still, those are some interesting restrictions to apply.
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[ Binch. Don't. Also, he doesn't want to take the bun in one hand because then his other hand will be free to hold onto Dokja. That's too dangerous. Instead, he huddles with his arms crossed and it just... Looks like a tall man curling up beside Dokja.
Joonghyuk also looks... Grumpy? Sulky? ]
Mm. Censorship, basically.
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[ Dokja looks a bit amused at that because Joonghyuk looks like he wants to eat but he's. Not. And, Dokja isn't too sure why. Instead, his companion just remains curled against him. Almost akin to Niah when he lounges somewhere and flops against some furniture.
A hand raises to carefully brush some bangs aside, gaze curious. Why does he look so grumpy? Did Dokja do something wrong (again)?]
Did something happen?
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[ Stop. He can feed himself? Also, Niah is dignified, though he's curling into a black ball more this week due to cuddle week. The brush against his bangs has him shift in place, frowning more.
Because he wants more touch? However, he refuses to lean into it. Monday was already regretful. ]
The curse here is annoying.
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The sight of that frown has him bringing his hand back to his own lap, though he still curiously looks back at him. That's not too surprising. It's like taming a feral animal that isn't actually tamed. ]
The only way to counter it is to avoid people. [ Which of course is a bit difficult to do with some of these people. ] At least it's only until the end of the week. Would you have preferred last week to still be in effect?
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[ Which isn’t an answer to the question, but it’s obvious he’d rather not show multiple stories to people. A handful of them are strangers… With a sigh, he unwinds and—what does he want to do? Not quite sheepish but also not bold, his arm snakes around Dokja’s then their hands.
Wow, he hates how nice it feels? It’s detestable. Comforting. How dare he feel this against HIS WILL. It is nice. ]
Whoever is doing this, I will kill them.
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Oh. His gaze flicks down before back to Joonghyuk's face. He has to hold back a shiver, has to fight leaning heavily into the other man. It's really hard to resist actually. Were this literally a few days earlier they would not be this close together unless they were at each other's throats with their blades. But there's comfort in it, and his heart speeds up in a way he can't understand. ]
As long as it isn't me, that's fine. I'm quite frail right now. [ It's a joke, but he really does not want to be collateral damage! Brows furrow a bit as he glances down, carefully turning his hand over. Their roughness, the callouses of skin from sword usage.. it feels nice against his hand. He's learning more about Yoo Joonghyuk on a level he did not expect to these past few days. ]
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Dokja also has pretty small hands? ]
Right, with your sprained arm.
[ Dryly. Joonghyuk says it like Dokja should be ashamed at being such a conman, but he continues to snuggle closer. He keeps rubbing his cheek against the top of his crown, enjoying how soft his hair is. The shampoo isn’t anything out of the ordinary, but it’s comfortable. ]
Why couldn’t you have been shorter? It’s difficult to rest my head.
[ Like a totem pole. ]
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Exactly.
[ The reader laughs at that, though it cuts off quietly when Joonghyuk snuggles closer. Especially when he rubs his head atop him. Okay... okay, okay, his heart really shouldn't be reacting like this. It's one thing if it's a feeling of fear- like having a lion decide to suddenly make a person their cuddle buddy. But it's not fear, and that's why it's scary.
His words, though, get a snort out of him with a raise of his brow with a side glance. ] If it's an issue, you can always use my lap. I can't promise you it'll be more comfortable though.
[ He's above the average height for men his age. It's a good height? Don't complain when you're snuggling against him like a needy cat. He says, but he leans further into his companion though with a bit of a turn of his body. Technically going against the suggestion of the other man moving, while getting a better look at Joonghyuk. ]
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The suggestion has him squint. Joonghyuk has limits. ]
No, I will not use your lap.
[ Can’t believe Dokja is having gay thoughts while Joonghyuk is frustrated by how much he wants to snuggle right now. His eyebrows keep knitted. A part of him is very content that Dokja leans back. The other part is seething. It’s funny how they’re on different wavelengths. ]
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Your loss then.
[ Joonghyuk can keep his arm where it is, but he will be bringing his free hand to brush his thumb to trace a brow before their foreheads meet right after. Alright Joonghyuk, let's see if you can continue to read him. ]
You'll get wrinkles if you furrow any further.
[ It's okay, even if Joonghyuk isn't purring, Jin is nearby and... very obviously so. She's not hiding the fact at all. ]
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[ Twig thighs. I can see you are trying so hard. The touch to his brow distracts him and snaps him out of his rage-filled trance. It’s a strange sensation. He’s more used to cuts, even along his supposedly handsome face. When their foreheads press, he frowns and looks at him.
How tired does Dokja look? Has he been getting any sleep? At least Joonghyuk knows he has been eating. ]
… Are you scheming something, Kim Dokja?
[ Joonghyuk is aware of certain tells. He has fought alongside Dokja for four years. That doesn’t mean he can always read him, considering he didn’t always anticipate those grand and disastrous plans. His companion always finds a way to surprise him. Both in the worst and best ways. ]
ugh don't say I never did anything
...Hm? Ah, no, I was just... curious.
[ He isn't lying. His gaze continues to peer curiously at his companion. The only moments one could safely be this close back home would be when Yoo Joonghyuk was unconscious. There was definitely a few times of that but. His gaze flickers down, something encouraging him to touch more, to touch further.
Distantly, he wonders, how would it feel if... Without thinking, he leans in closer until there's but a chaste brush of their lips in a small
kiss.
Dokja leans back almost immediately, eyes wide as if HE was the one caught off guard by it. Then he has the audacity to look confused, bringing a hand to his mouth to partly cover with a squint to the side. Wait. That. He... Did he actually do that? Or was that in his head. He probably imagined it because there's no way he kissed Yoo Joonghyuk without thinking. He does some stupid things but that's not something he'd do. Subconsciously, he licks his own lips with a furrow of his brow before turning his gaze back on his companion. ]
Anyways, I was just curious if- ...ah. [ ..Something tells him he actually did that. His stomach is sinking, his heart is ignored in its pathetic racing, and its the dawning realization when he looks back at the other man's expression. ]
you are a hero
If only he could focus on how pleasant it felt, but the shock and confusion overwhelm it. His expression doesn't drastically change, though he frowns even deeper. What is happening? ]
Why did you do that?
the sacrifices i must take, just like kdj
He glances off to the side. Why DID he do that? He blames it on the craving of touch, that yearns and wants for more. But also he... had been curious. He was curious to how it would feel and it felt surprisingly nice. He chews on his own lower lip with a deeper knit of his brows. ]
I..don't know. [ Wait, don't get pushed around, Kim Dokja. Be confident, give any answer, who cares? Cut yourself from the ties. You are quick to adapt to most situations even if it means lying. ]
I wanted to.
[ NOT THAT KIND OF ANSWER YOU FOOL. ]
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You wanted to.
[ The tone implies Dokja has to elaborate.
Good thing he has his arm? Where will you escape to unless you shove him off and run? ]
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[ He's not elaborating. He is looking to Jin, who is trying to lick at Niah's muzzle before looking as if she got caught. You are not helping his case here, fox child.
Dokja may be carefully leaning and trying to scoot away. Do not snap him in half. His face feels strangely hot. Is he getting sick? His heart is uneasy. What are the chances he can escape? ]
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[ Joonghyuk cannot see what the daemons are doing, no matter how cute they are. He barely acknowledges what his does. That's too much strange awareness he doesn't care for. Niah does lick Jin though, very affectionate. ]
Curiosity?
[ ????????????????? Wait. ]
Are you trying to run?
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...I'm not running. I'm just. Giving some space.
[ He's trying to run. ]
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[ ???????????????? Roll to see how much Dokja can struggle and leave. ]
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[ THAT'S NOT THE POINT. Rolled 12, what's Joonghyuk's counter to it. ]
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