[ junsu wants to burst a little. kwang offering his magic to him and thinking the same thing, that this way junsu always has a bit of it, it makes his chest hurt from how happy he is.
he shakes his head, dropping it against kwang's shoulder as his arms wind around him. ]
No, it's okay, I — It means a lot. More than I can say.
[ he sniffles, but the tears have eased now that kwang is close, holding onto him like this. ]
I'll always have it with me. Always.
[ which is basically like saying he'll always carry kwang with him. ]
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he shakes his head, dropping it against kwang's shoulder as his arms wind around him. ]
No, it's okay, I — It means a lot. More than I can say.
[ he sniffles, but the tears have eased now that kwang is close, holding onto him like this. ]
I'll always have it with me. Always.
[ which is basically like saying he'll always carry kwang with him. ]