[Yoo Joonghyuk feels like he can suddenly breathe normally. He hadn't realized just how hard it felt to do so, but hearing that yes was like a weight lifted.
He had been worried that the other would say no and reject him. Of course, he'd still keep moving forward, but the idea that someone fated to him didn't have any intentions of wanting his company was somehow a bleak prospect. It probably didn't help that he had some really badly timed epiphanies about the other.
The man merely offers the other the smallest of smiles. Despite the small gesture, it was dazzling though. Kim Dokja might find him more or less trapped between a wall and the regressor. When it happened, who knows, but he merely lifts Kim Dokja's chin up.
Both of them must have heard plenty of indirect messages and coins being sponsored. Yoo Joonghyuk has ignored every single one of them to this point since they've been talking.] I am.
[He seems very satisfied with the answer and perhaps the other should have expected. The taller man leans down to press his mouth against Kim Dokja's own. The kiss is much like his grip on the smaller man's wrist. It's firm, but surprisingly gentle. If the other truly wanted to push him away, there was enough space for it. The hand on his chin had dropped to settle on Kim Dokja's waist and pull him closer.
He was fine with leading. If the other had no confidence or experience, then they would learn. He didn't even think of the chance that the other might disappoint him because he was already so satisfied to have them by his side.]
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He had been worried that the other would say no and reject him. Of course, he'd still keep moving forward, but the idea that someone fated to him didn't have any intentions of wanting his company was somehow a bleak prospect. It probably didn't help that he had some really badly timed epiphanies about the other.
The man merely offers the other the smallest of smiles. Despite the small gesture, it was dazzling though. Kim Dokja might find him more or less trapped between a wall and the regressor. When it happened, who knows, but he merely lifts Kim Dokja's chin up.
Both of them must have heard plenty of indirect messages and coins being sponsored. Yoo Joonghyuk has ignored every single one of them to this point since they've been talking.] I am.
[He seems very satisfied with the answer and perhaps the other should have expected. The taller man leans down to press his mouth against Kim Dokja's own. The kiss is much like his grip on the smaller man's wrist. It's firm, but surprisingly gentle. If the other truly wanted to push him away, there was enough space for it. The hand on his chin had dropped to settle on Kim Dokja's waist and pull him closer.
He was fine with leading. If the other had no confidence or experience, then they would learn. He didn't even think of the chance that the other might disappoint him because he was already so satisfied to have them by his side.]