[ Joonghyuk has some humor! But unfortunately he's a big critic or no one knows when he thinks something is funny. Joonghyuk doesn't turn to look at him, though he can imagine his posture and expression by the tone of his voice. He has spent years with this man, some years with only 49% of him. He's been in his thoughts more than he would like to admit.
When they reach the cafeteria, he does have to face Dokja when he leads him to his table. Small saucers of side dishes are strewn next to the stone pot filled with tofu soup and beef with a cup of rice beside it. Joonghyuk takes the opposite seat, though there's nothing for him to eat. That's fine. He ate earlier. Finally, his gaze rests on the reader, thoughtful... Inquisitive. ]
I want to hear it.
[ A dream. He wants Dokja to tell him a story. What has he been thinking about when he's asleep? When he was away from them... ]
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[ Joonghyuk has some humor! But unfortunately he's a big critic or no one knows when he thinks something is funny. Joonghyuk doesn't turn to look at him, though he can imagine his posture and expression by the tone of his voice. He has spent years with this man, some years with only 49% of him. He's been in his thoughts more than he would like to admit.
When they reach the cafeteria, he does have to face Dokja when he leads him to his table. Small saucers of side dishes are strewn next to the stone pot filled with tofu soup and beef with a cup of rice beside it. Joonghyuk takes the opposite seat, though there's nothing for him to eat. That's fine. He ate earlier. Finally, his gaze rests on the reader, thoughtful... Inquisitive. ]
I want to hear it.
[ A dream. He wants Dokja to tell him a story. What has he been thinking about when he's asleep? When he was away from them... ]