[ Kwang has lived through many wars. This latest one is not even the worst he's lived through, and definitely not the one where he's done the shittiest things. But it's the kind of things he just can't seem to find a way to talk about.

Kwang nods, eyes still closed. He doesn't hear the jealousy in Junsu's voice, and if he did, he would easily explain how he doesn't need Junsu to have magic powers to take his pain away. Junsu does it, just by being here, with him. ]

I feel better now. [ Kwang says, softly. ] Just being here with you. I can barely feel them when I'm with you.

[ He prefers this, honestly. As grateful he is for Dal and the help he gave him, Kwang would much rather relax in Junsu's arms. He sighs softly, swaying forward into Junsu's arms. ]

He did. He helped me back into the house afterwards. I think he thought them beautiful. It was strange, because I'm so used to having to keep my distances, but he. He doesn't need to be careful about that, he could touch my wings.