[ You're so NOSY and WHY. Why are you smiling at him like that? It makes him want to reach out and grip his neck, to shake out all of that composure out of him. It's aggravating that they're handling this both so differently—Joonghyuk poorly and Dokja calmly. It reminds him of the distance... The one he put physically while they're here, the one that exists because of their differences.
Are they separated by years? Even if they both have their daemons, they both remember the war between angels, years of fighting alongside each other, they are different people than the one they know. Based on some signs, Dokja is from the future. They have finally met.
But that future may not be his. That worldline may not be his, either. The Dokja he knows... ]
... The train, we got there. And you...
[ His fingers flex, nails biting deep into his palm. With biting words, he casts blame. ]
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Are they separated by years? Even if they both have their daemons, they both remember the war between angels, years of fighting alongside each other, they are different people than the one they know. Based on some signs, Dokja is from the future. They have finally met.
But that future may not be his. That worldline may not be his, either. The Dokja he knows... ]
... The train, we got there. And you...
[ His fingers flex, nails biting deep into his palm. With biting words, he casts blame. ]
Why.