[ Oh. He’s quick to pick up on the silence and turns to him with a frown. Dokja has always been subtle, good on obscuring his emotions and thoughts, but there are tells. They’ve been fighting alongside each other for years, so of course he’d notice.
All of their companions know the tells… They’ve watched him for so long. ]
… I believe in the world you showed me.
[ And, honestly, he only started believing in others because of Dokja. He may never admit it, but the other man helped him regain his humanity. Returned to him a piece that was some shade of good.
He is also the only person that understands him and his myriad of complications, as much as an individual can understand another.
Dokja believes in the stories that people make… Joonghyuk believes in him. ]
One where we don’t need to sacrifice. [ Trust. ] But the Nightman must pay first—for Biyoo. Mia. The rest of the hostages and the dead.
[ Dokja makes note of the movement but he doesn't look at him. he already knows he'll be frowning or shooting him a disapproving look. he can feel it, really.
he stills at those words, his breath catching in his throat. he doesn't say anything- merely listens. it's a world worth living for. where everyone is there, capable of living normal lives than try to survive.
his lips press together, quiet, before he glances up to his companion. ]
They will. We'll deal with it and get everybody back. [ ... ] So, no matter what happens tonight, remember that, alright? We'll figure it out, just as we always have before.
[ whether either of them show up dead in the morning, they have to remember it. even if he pushes the thought of yoo joonghyuk dying tomorrow to the back of his mind. after all, he would rather it be him again. he can stand dying once more. but joonghyuk... Dokja isn't sure if he can handle him dying. (too fcken bad closes my eyes) ]
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All of their companions know the tells… They’ve watched him for so long. ]
… I believe in the world you showed me.
[ And, honestly, he only started believing in others because of Dokja. He may never admit it, but the other man helped him regain his humanity. Returned to him a piece that was some shade of good.
He is also the only person that understands him and his myriad of complications, as much as an individual can understand another.
Dokja believes in the stories that people make… Joonghyuk believes in him. ]
One where we don’t need to sacrifice. [ Trust. ] But the Nightman must pay first—for Biyoo. Mia. The rest of the hostages and the dead.
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he stills at those words, his breath catching in his throat. he doesn't say anything- merely listens. it's a world worth living for. where everyone is there, capable of living normal lives than try to survive.
his lips press together, quiet, before he glances up to his companion. ]
They will. We'll deal with it and get everybody back. [ ... ] So, no matter what happens tonight, remember that, alright? We'll figure it out, just as we always have before.
[ whether either of them show up dead in the morning, they have to remember it. even if he pushes the thought of yoo joonghyuk dying tomorrow to the back of his mind. after all, he would rather it be him again. he can stand dying once more. but joonghyuk... Dokja isn't sure if he can handle him dying. (too fcken bad closes my eyes) ]
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