[ Kwang beams at that kiss, at the look on Junsu's face, how happy he seems to be here, and follows along, noting some titles on the books spines, books he's been wanting to read and never had a chance, or classics he'd read.
Some classics he possibly helped write, but he doesn't really need to mention that.
Because then, Junsu says something that he's never said before, and Kwang stops for a moment, his eyes fixed on Junsu, the back of his head. It was so casual, and Kwang's heart twists, in part at the obvious trust there, but also in pain, just for the fact that Junsu was in prison for a while.
Kwang knows how it feels. He swallows hard around the nerves, and decides that he'll file this for later; he doesn't want to ruin Junsu's moment. ]
Oh, I'm a big fan of period fiction. I guess... it takes me back, in some ways. I also like magical realism a lot, even if a lot of these books have been banned during the war. They're hard to find, these days.
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Some classics he possibly helped write, but he doesn't really need to mention that.
Because then, Junsu says something that he's never said before, and Kwang stops for a moment, his eyes fixed on Junsu, the back of his head. It was so casual, and Kwang's heart twists, in part at the obvious trust there, but also in pain, just for the fact that Junsu was in prison for a while.
Kwang knows how it feels. He swallows hard around the nerves, and decides that he'll file this for later; he doesn't want to ruin Junsu's moment. ]
Oh, I'm a big fan of period fiction. I guess... it takes me back, in some ways. I also like magical realism a lot, even if a lot of these books have been banned during the war. They're hard to find, these days.