( it feels like some bargain he's offering — i can be like him, so you don't need him, really. it's interesting, if only because it shows hyunsu's hand so obviously, and that the thing he wants is apparently her. she debates what to make of that, flickering her eyes all over his expression, eye to eye and nose to mouth. honestly, soft isn't exactly the right word for him, any of him. he's just — kind. not nice, not sweet, but bottomlessly and endlessly kind. enough that he followed her around in the shadows for a year, like he somehow knew her greatest fear was being left behind, and he didn't want her to be afraid. even his monster doesn't want her to be afraid, she thinks. )
I thought you would say that was weak.
( eunyu doesn't think so. if anything, hyunsu is the opposite.
clenching her jaw a little, she gestures him over to her with grabby fingers, encouraging him to stand in front of her, between her legs bent over the edge of the table. )
Prove it. ( how soft can he be? eunyu doesn't think it's wise to tempt any kind of monster, but hyunsu is different for all the aforementioned reasons. having him close isn't anything but a comfort. ) Stand here and close your eyes.
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I thought you would say that was weak.
( eunyu doesn't think so. if anything, hyunsu is the opposite.
clenching her jaw a little, she gestures him over to her with grabby fingers, encouraging him to stand in front of her, between her legs bent over the edge of the table. )
Prove it. ( how soft can he be? eunyu doesn't think it's wise to tempt any kind of monster, but hyunsu is different for all the aforementioned reasons. having him close isn't anything but a comfort. ) Stand here and close your eyes.