afterword | ★ ( bookmarked: omniscient reader. )

Stories are a part of us by now. Even if the Star Stream isn't here, it still technically exists.

[ At least, that's his reason for them being able to bleed stories. ]

Hm? Ah. [ He takes it, turning it in hand before he brings a small cloth to wrap around it and tuck it in his jacket. ] Thanks, probably best to have something on hand assuming something's happened.

[ With what the song implies... ]

In case someone attacks you, too.

[ At least Dokja can stab maybe once? Since they’re here, Joonghyuk gestures with a hand wave for him to sit anywhere.

He’s gonna go to the kitchen, though Niah stays here to watch Dokja. ]

I'll probably get at least some damage in.

[ Before he, y'know, probably succumbs to his death.

Dokja sits at the first gesture, Jin who drops to laze around with an easy stretch. However, the reader's eyes drop to Niah. ... ... Pspspsp. ]

[ Niah looks at him, looking rather indignant, but does come closer. Joonghyuk is just cooking in the kitchen, aw ye. ]

[ Aw ye, pspsp. It's okay he isn't going to taboo touch even if he considers it for a moment, out of habit of fluffing or hugging Biyoo. But this is technically Yoo Joonghyuk's soul, instead of whatever animal it currently is, and the bells of taboo ring when he so much as considers.

Seems Dokja's curiosity shows in his own daemon, the fox pushing up to bump against the other daemon akin to a cat coddling it. When the reader speaks, it's quiet, as if speaking only to the daemon. ] I'd hope you have more of Yoo Joonghyuk's self-restraint. Keep an eye on him, yes?

[ Niah only looks at him with his amber eyes and doesn't do much. Daemons can't speak, but maybe Dokja can sense some reassurance (but how much reassurance is that when it's Joonghyuk's own soul). However, he also picks up the artic fox like a toy.

Joonghyuk comes back, not paying attention to the daemons, and drops a plate. It's omurice with ketchup on the top. Dokja's favorite, apparently. ]

[ Well, Dokja isn't surprised he gets no response, but so long as Niah understands. He sits up and doesn't seem to particularly mind when the arctic fox is plucked up. Jin merely squeaks and dangles like a pup being held.

When the plate sets down, Dokja looks up away from the daemons. Though before he offers any gratitude he pauses, staring at the food. He doesn't seem overly offended or bothered by it. Curious? Taken aback? ] ..Why omurice?

… Your mother told me it was your favorite.

[ Yeah. Joonghyuk is eating his own omurice, but leaning against the wall like a sasuke. Niah will just sit down with Jin in his mouth. ]

I don’t understand how you hate tomatoes, but like ketchup.

... Did she now.

[ Why did she tell Yoo Joonghyuk of all people...? He really doesn't understand her. Jin seems to shiver a little in response to the mention of Dokja's mother, seeing that it seems unrelated to being held given she doesn't struggle against it. She's chilling. ]

We all have our preferences. [ Huff, but he helps himself to the omurice even if he takes a moment longer to stare at it. ] ..Thanks.

She thinks about you a lot.

[ As an answer to Dokja giving off the vibes like ??? why would she do that? Really, to Joonghyuk, it's... Sad. It's a sad thing to remember why he knows this and it shows in how Niah's ears pin back. ]

I know it's good.

[ YOU CAN'T PRETEND IT ISN'T. ]

[ Dokja doesn't respond to that, only frowning a little. Stop bringing up his mommy issues. ]

It's fine.

[ Mumbles after a bite. Jin, however, is wagging her tail now despite still being held by Niah. She seems content. ]

Good job, Yoo Joonghyuk-ah.

[ Rip whoever gets Dokja’s past memshare. Noah’s tail swishes back and forth, mildly annoyed, but keeps holding Jin gently.

He gives him a tired look. ]

Suddenly not using your tough facade?

I don't know what you mean.

[ Might turn up his nose if he wasn't busy eating. Well, eating, but now he's kind of poking. He's doing his best to ignore the fact that Joonghyuk knows what his favorite food is and purposely made it for him.

It doesn't mean anything. And if it does, it's probably because Joonghyuk is trying to get under his skin. Jin's tail starts to slow and she shivers some more. ]

[ Niah looks down at Jin in his mouth, but doesn't do anything else. ]

You only speak that way to the children.

[ Joonghyuk is done eating, so he's just standing here holding the plate. It's better to wash all plates than wash his, then watch Dokja's separately. ]

You do behave like a child sometimes.

[ Hahahaha. Anyways, he finishes up, he was actually hungrier than he initially thought he was. The food really was good... Jin seems to be making a purr-like sound. ]

... You do remember that I have my sword now.

[ He needs to make sure Dokja knows? ]

[ it's literally this. ]

Yeah, I know.

[ Blinks innocently at him. ]

Give me your plate before I kill you.

[ Open hand. ]

[ haha and then what? ]

How kind of you to hold back.

[ but he hands his plate over. thank you, wife. ]

[ A heavy tap of the bottom of the plate against Dokja's crown. ]

Go.

[ Ouch. The smallest of wince. Jin supplies a small, 'yip!' ]

Tired of me already?

[ Fine, fine... He'll get up, though not without kneeling next to Niah. May he have his daemon back. ]

[ Niah… doesn’t seem to want to let go?? He even backs up a step, tail shooting upward.

Joonghyuk doesn’t seem to notice. ]

[ It doesn't help that Jin doesn't even struggle to get out of the grip even now, tail swaying slowly and she merely blinks over at Dokja.

Huh. A hand props against his cheek, glancing up at the other man. ] Yoo Joonghyuk.

[ ... ] Are you alright?

I’m fine. Why are you asking?

[ He really can’t see the daemons that well from where he’s at, though he can sense? It? Kind of? He doesn’t think it’s… Suspicious.

Niah doesn’t fuss more or show extra signs. ]

[ A hum sounds in response to Joonghyuk's words. So he says, but here his daemon doesn't seem to want to let go of his own. "Daemons are a representation of your souls." He.. can't make sense of it. It doesn't seem as if the daemon looks frightened, or worried, he just seems to be a bit guarded if anything.

If he could, he'd reach out to gingerly pet the daemon if to reassure it but. Taboo. So, he settles for tilting his head while he observes the two daemons from where he remains crouched. ] Niah.

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