[ They're on their own, away from the crowds, and he's certain no one with a curious ear is trying to listen in on their conversation -- at least he hopes not.
Kyuhyuk lifts a hand, and then realizes of just how distant that seems. Like a true lord speaking to a commoner, silencing him them from saying any more, even if it is just Doyoon asking a question. ]
There's no need to speak so formally. We're alone now, Doyoon-ssi...
[ Sorry if that sounds ominous he's really not trying to come off that way. ]
[ Doyoon straightens up even more when Kyuhyuk raises his hand, staying quiet like a good commoner as his lord speaks to him. His lips press together as he scans the other man's expression—it's a genuine ask and pulls at him not to disobey, higher status or not.
For a second, he tilts his head to see if maybe a different angle would make him think differently. No, no. He can't mistake the hue of those eyes and the way his lashes frame them. Quietly, like he's scared of being wrong: ]
... Kyuhyuk?
[ No honorifics, just his name like they were kids. Please, ancestors, help him. ]
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Kyuhyuk lifts a hand, and then realizes of just how distant that seems. Like a true lord speaking to a commoner, silencing him them from saying any more, even if it is just Doyoon asking a question. ]
There's no need to speak so formally. We're alone now, Doyoon-ssi...
[ Sorry if that sounds ominous he's really not trying to come off that way. ]
Do you... happen to remember who I am?
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For a second, he tilts his head to see if maybe a different angle would make him think differently. No, no. He can't mistake the hue of those eyes and the way his lashes frame them. Quietly, like he's scared of being wrong: ]
... Kyuhyuk?
[ No honorifics, just his name like they were kids. Please, ancestors, help him. ]