[ It isn't a bad future to get to, where Dokja currently finds himself. It's certainly the ideal ending Yoo Joonghyuk and the rest of the company have yearned for. Admittedly, Dokja as well. Who wouldn't want a happy ending for themselves?
It just cost... a lot of sacrifice on his part, in more ways than one. In ways that he was sure was the end for himself if not for the sheer determination of his company. Hands continue to hold his companion here, brushing at a cheek or jawline. His own gaze steady on the other's more lowered one. He can't help but laugh a little at the response he gets back. ]
It feels that way.
[ gently, gently pinches his cheeks as Joonghyuk did him the other day. ]
[ "Who wouldn't want a happy ending for themselves?" "Kim Dokja."
If only Joonghyuk can know Dokja's feelings because he can't help thought... Despite all of the reassurance he gave Dokja to look for his own happiness, that they will not stop until they bring him back—he isn't sure if Dokja understands. He doesn't know what Dokja will do. He had thought he put those anxieties to rest.
These are the struggles of being individual people, isn't it? Everyday struggles.
Even with the pinching, he closes his eyes with a furrowed brow, obviously not liking the pinching. ]
[ it's true. he wouldn't want a happy ending for himself at the cost of his loved ones not having it. everything leading up to where he is, any sooner and they would have been at that risk. "but kdj would be there so it would still be a happy ending" no no no. their happy ending first.
he will continue lightly pinching. pinch pinch. you must stop him yourself, yoo joonghyuk. your expression is not enough to steer him away.
but, he will press a featherlight kiss to a closed lid. a small, timid almost, affection. providing a mixture of annoyance and comfort. granted, he wouldn't be surprised the yoo joonghyuk in his current time likely still has these anxieties. these thoughts. however, murder game waits for no one. no sad gay drama. ]
For now, you need to be here. [ wake up mola mola ]
[ Murdergames are awful, but he can find the silver lining that at least he can see Dokja again, instead of seeing his almost lifeless form at home. The pinching continues and his patience wanes exponentially, but he accepts the kiss. Some thoughts are drawn out... These small pieces of comfort and affection are not meant for him. It's for another him, but that's still him, isn't it? He's Yoo Joonghyuk. That is who he is.
The trips he went through—they didn't tire him at much as this one did. It felt like... Days after, he was a shell. He was trapped outside or inside his body and watched as these actions were made by this figure called Yoo Joonghyuk. They were days of confusion.
He's weary, so he doesn't retaliate immediately. Instead, he fires a warning. ]
I'm still mad at you.
[ The Dokja that waits for him at home, the one in front of him. Different, the same, he's angry with them. ]
[ A small laugh bubbles out of him at that. A twinkle of amusement in dark gray eyes, raising arms to wound around Joonghyuk's neck to hug him now. Not hesitating to nuzzle into the side of his head with a lighthearted hum. ]
I know, I know. You can stay mad at me it's fine.
[ Normally whatever happens, doesn't really affect them for days like this so he.. started just to get a bit worried about him. In a state like that just about anyone could take advantage of him and that is not a good thing.
For Kim Dokja, sure. For everyone else, no. But this is fine. This is good. Even he's started to shake off that buried alive stupor. The donwside to not having the Fourth Wall to lessen the intensity and degree of things. He really was shaken by that event. Jin emits a happy whine after a moment, perking up when she spies some familiarity. ]
[ The effects return and Joonghyuk spawns those familiar wolf ears and tail. The ears are pinned against his head. Gently, he grans one of those thin arms that wrapped around him, simply to hold in this way. Again, he's still mad, but he can calm down for a bit.
The haze has lifted a good amount and he has been placated, so... ]
How are you feeling?
[ He of course remembers Dokja telling him about being buried alive. ]
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It just cost... a lot of sacrifice on his part, in more ways than one. In ways that he was sure was the end for himself if not for the sheer determination of his company. Hands continue to hold his companion here, brushing at a cheek or jawline. His own gaze steady on the other's more lowered one. He can't help but laugh a little at the response he gets back. ]
It feels that way.
[ gently, gently pinches his cheeks as Joonghyuk did him the other day. ]
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If only Joonghyuk can know Dokja's feelings because he can't help thought... Despite all of the reassurance he gave Dokja to look for his own happiness, that they will not stop until they bring him back—he isn't sure if Dokja understands. He doesn't know what Dokja will do. He had thought he put those anxieties to rest.
These are the struggles of being individual people, isn't it? Everyday struggles.
Even with the pinching, he closes his eyes with a furrowed brow, obviously not liking the pinching. ]
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he will continue lightly pinching. pinch pinch. you must stop him yourself, yoo joonghyuk. your expression is not enough to steer him away.
but, he will press a featherlight kiss to a closed lid. a small, timid almost, affection. providing a mixture of annoyance and comfort. granted, he wouldn't be surprised the yoo joonghyuk in his current time likely still has these anxieties. these thoughts. however, murder game waits for no one. no sad gay drama. ]
For now, you need to be here. [ wake up mola mola ]
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The trips he went through—they didn't tire him at much as this one did. It felt like... Days after, he was a shell. He was trapped outside or inside his body and watched as these actions were made by this figure called Yoo Joonghyuk. They were days of confusion.
He's weary, so he doesn't retaliate immediately. Instead, he fires a warning. ]
I'm still mad at you.
[ The Dokja that waits for him at home, the one in front of him. Different, the same, he's angry with them. ]
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I know, I know. You can stay mad at me it's fine.
[ Normally whatever happens, doesn't really affect them for days like this so he.. started just to get a bit worried about him. In a state like that just about anyone could take advantage of him and that is not a good thing.
For Kim Dokja, sure. For everyone else, no. But this is fine. This is good. Even he's started to shake off that buried alive stupor. The donwside to not having the Fourth Wall to lessen the intensity and degree of things. He really was shaken by that event. Jin emits a happy whine after a moment, perking up when she spies some familiarity. ]
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The haze has lifted a good amount and he has been placated, so... ]
How are you feeling?
[ He of course remembers Dokja telling him about being buried alive. ]
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About as well as anyone.
[ Leave it to Dokja to try and downplay being buried alive. ]
More of a scare than anything so I'll be fine. Are you feeling any better?
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I’m fine. [ … ] You better be eating properly.
Even if you’re nauseous, you have to eat.
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Why would I eat if I'm nauseous? I might throw it back up.
[ A waste of food. But clearly, he isn't eating properly if he's saying that. ]
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… Even something small, Kim Dokja.
[ He’s too tired to be overly pissed. This man never cared about his health? Why did he even ask? ]
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[ he's Fine. he doesn't look sickly, a bit tired but he's fine. ]
Interested in going back to reading?
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You read too fast.
[ Huff. ]
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[ that way he can control the Read. tweaks his lil wolf ear. ]
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okay, they can go back to reading. i set this thread aside so we may start a new one ]