[he catches junsu's hand, his reflexes as sharp as his senses. sharper than his brain, apparently, because now he's caught in this moment, and he doesn't know what to do about it. he's divided on letting junsu go and pulling him closer.
looking up is sure to tip the balance. hojoon holds his breath, afraid of so many things at once. afraid that he'll look up and see haneul in junsu's place. or is it junsu in haneul's place? mostly, joon's afraid of the moments when junsu both reminds him and makes him forget. the way he does when he actually does look up.]
If we don't do this, then....what?
[it's mildly suggestive. but as weird as joon's been so far, junsu can't be blamed for not making any assumptions.]
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looking up is sure to tip the balance. hojoon holds his breath, afraid of so many things at once. afraid that he'll look up and see haneul in junsu's place. or is it junsu in haneul's place? mostly, joon's afraid of the moments when junsu both reminds him and makes him forget. the way he does when he actually does look up.]
If we don't do this, then....what?
[it's mildly suggestive. but as weird as joon's been so far, junsu can't be blamed for not making any assumptions.]