[ Joonghyuk doesn't feel bad in the slightest... And that will not change unless Dokja falls ill and bedridden, but even then he would victim blame him for getting sick while fussing. Until that time comes, he's content to have made Dokja's situation worse. Small petty victories.
Once he's in, Joonghyuk closes the door behind them with his attention on the puddle trail forming right before his very eyes. Nothing he could have done to prevent this, in the end. The cold wind hits him, too, but he doesn't react, at least not noticeably. Arms do rise to fold across his chest and his shoulders seem to square a bit. Maybe that's enough of a sign. ]
My room.
[ While he doesn't point, his gaze does it for him. The room itself... Is... Wet in all areas that would warrant everyday use. The closet door is soaked, but most of the clothes inside are spared. Only three articles are doused. A lot to choose from in here, from casual to gamer to business to model. ]
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Once he's in, Joonghyuk closes the door behind them with his attention on the puddle trail forming right before his very eyes. Nothing he could have done to prevent this, in the end. The cold wind hits him, too, but he doesn't react, at least not noticeably. Arms do rise to fold across his chest and his shoulders seem to square a bit. Maybe that's enough of a sign. ]
My room.
[ While he doesn't point, his gaze does it for him. The room itself... Is... Wet in all areas that would warrant everyday use. The closet door is soaked, but most of the clothes inside are spared. Only three articles are doused. A lot to choose from in here, from casual to gamer to business to model. ]