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DUONET ID: yjh

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[ Ah. He's suddenly glad they're not facing each other with the devastation that's sure to be written all over his expression. There's heartbreak, too, the dream that he's always wanted at the very tips of his fingers, but too far away to properly grasp. It's not even a wall that separates him from them this time, but a glass window where he can only look in from the outside.

It's torture, yes, but he can't stop the trembling of his shoulders as he struggles to hold back a delirious laugh at the elation of such a mundane thing after everything they've been through. What a strange feeling it is to have both joy and a cutting sadness joined together in his heart, and he can't help the small laugh that escapes him even as it breaks off into what could be a strangled sob. ]

Oh...?

[ His voice is muffled against Joonghyuk's shoulder, eyes still closed tight as if he can't trust them to be open while he imagines all the people he loves living together in the big house of his dreams. Desperately, hungrily, he wants to know more despite knowing it would be a mistake to ask. ]

Did you manage to take the kids to the Han River like they wanted?

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[ Joonghyuk had meant here, in the Netherworld. It isn't perfect—they're missing so many people that they have grown to cherish—but it's close. The days have passed by, mundane with only some intricacies from this setting, and he has learned to silently appreciate and enjoy their time here.

He can only hope that in the end, in the conclusion he's seeking, that they can live like this, too. ]

We did. [ ... Has Dokja ever suffered a squeeze in a hug that threatens his last breath out of him. ] You need to learn how to cook.

i didn't lose this tag wdym

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[ Help, he needs to breathe.

That hug might squeeze out his breath, but it gets a forced laugh out of him as well. This is... still so incredibly surreal to Dokja, but he doesn't want to pull away. Doesn't want to think of anything at all besides the warmth that grows from their physical contact, and the way he's being held like he's some kind of precious thing. What a foreign feeling. ]

Are you going to teach me?

[ There's a teasing quality to his voice, but he's fully expecting Joonghyuk to say no. In fact, he's banking on it because Joonghyuk teaching him how to cook sounds disastrous and stressful. ]