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Ooh, that's a —
[ special privilege, he was going to say, but then he hears a voice, and lifts his head to look over myung's shoulder to see dal disappear.
junsu's face falls, looking down at myung with immediate worry. he doesn't know if dal is going to be upset, he wouldn't blame him if he was, given their history, and how tangled up together they just were. but he doesn't want dal to worry about this, or be sad, and he definitely, absolutely does not want to ruin this for myung. ]
[ special privilege, he was going to say, but then he hears a voice, and lifts his head to look over myung's shoulder to see dal disappear.
junsu's face falls, looking down at myung with immediate worry. he doesn't know if dal is going to be upset, he wouldn't blame him if he was, given their history, and how tangled up together they just were. but he doesn't want dal to worry about this, or be sad, and he definitely, absolutely does not want to ruin this for myung. ]
[ Myung, obviously, recognizes the voice instantly. He feels Junsu tense, too, and he's sitting up in a flash, worry written all over his face as he watches Dal start to leave the room. ]
Dal, baby, wait, come back! Hey, come back, it's okay, you're not - you're not interrupting at all.
[ He disentangles himself from Junsu, patting his arm gently, hopefully reassuringly, as he slides to sit towards the edge of the bed, to pull Dal to him if he turns back around. Otherwise, he'll have to chase after him. ]
Dal, baby, wait, come back! Hey, come back, it's okay, you're not - you're not interrupting at all.
[ He disentangles himself from Junsu, patting his arm gently, hopefully reassuringly, as he slides to sit towards the edge of the bed, to pull Dal to him if he turns back around. Otherwise, he'll have to chase after him. ]
[ Dal does stop when Myung speaks, but takes a second to turn around. By the time he does, he's lowered the notebook at least. He doesn't look upset, just maybe a touch embarrassed? ]
Oh, [ he says a second time. ] Okay. Still, I'm sorry if I startled you both... [ His lips are a little pursed and his brown drawn. ] I should have said I was coming first, Junsu.
[ He crosses his arms over the notebook that's now pressed to his chest, scooting back into the space and letting Myung draw him near. ]
Oh, [ he says a second time. ] Okay. Still, I'm sorry if I startled you both... [ His lips are a little pursed and his brown drawn. ] I should have said I was coming first, Junsu.
[ He crosses his arms over the notebook that's now pressed to his chest, scooting back into the space and letting Myung draw him near. ]
[ It feels overwhelming, to let it all out like this, instead of piece by piece. But it's reassuring, too. Kwang didn't realize he'd ben harboring these fears and doubts for a little while, and it feels good to be able to let them out, to hear Junsu's reassurances. ]
I definitely understand. [ Kwang smiles, a little sheepish, too. ] I wouldn't have had these worries, if I didn't understand. I'm adjusting too, in a way. And I'll have to adjust a little more, if you and Ten grow even closer. Which, I'd definitely like, but it'll change things again.
[ He's not fooling himself about that. But he's quite excited by the prospect, rather than worried. As long as they don't take off together and leave him in the dust, obviously, which - eh. The thought makes him smile. ]
I wasn't always, you know? Kind and gentle. I've done a lot of shitty things, out of anger, and fear, and pain. But that's exactly why I want to be better now.
[ He leans into the touch, pushing his cheek against one of Junsu's palms, and he nods. ]
I will. The other day, actually, it - for some reason, they felt worse than usual. You were both busy, but I crossed paths with Dal, who touched me, and. [ Kwang closes his eyes, exhaling softly. ] He took the pain away, for a while. It helped. And then I took them out, and Hojoon saw me.
I definitely understand. [ Kwang smiles, a little sheepish, too. ] I wouldn't have had these worries, if I didn't understand. I'm adjusting too, in a way. And I'll have to adjust a little more, if you and Ten grow even closer. Which, I'd definitely like, but it'll change things again.
[ He's not fooling himself about that. But he's quite excited by the prospect, rather than worried. As long as they don't take off together and leave him in the dust, obviously, which - eh. The thought makes him smile. ]
I wasn't always, you know? Kind and gentle. I've done a lot of shitty things, out of anger, and fear, and pain. But that's exactly why I want to be better now.
[ He leans into the touch, pushing his cheek against one of Junsu's palms, and he nods. ]
I will. The other day, actually, it - for some reason, they felt worse than usual. You were both busy, but I crossed paths with Dal, who touched me, and. [ Kwang closes his eyes, exhaling softly. ] He took the pain away, for a while. It helped. And then I took them out, and Hojoon saw me.
[ dal doesn't look angry or upset, not really, so junsu lets himself breathe. just a little. ]
Ah, no, it's okay — [ would it help matters to say they'd just been talking about dick? probably not.
but they were just talking about their respective boyfriends and being in love, so. ]
We were just catching up.
Ah, no, it's okay — [ would it help matters to say they'd just been talking about dick? probably not.
but they were just talking about their respective boyfriends and being in love, so. ]
We were just catching up.
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