Quite the detective, this Mr. Sung.
@storeader
ππ‘π πππ¦π¨π§ ππ’π§π π¨π πππ₯π―πππ’π¨π§, Kim Dokja. [ independent portrayal, 20+, penned and squished by π³ππ! (β Β β ββ βΏβ ββ Β β )β β‘ ]
Quite the detective, this Mr. Sung.
How do you know that? Do you have my ID?
[ Gaslighting ]
I'm Yoo.
I don't even know who Lim is.
I had no idea. π€·
What show?
And why are you tweaking? Does it fluster you? Or are you just homophobic?
Is he referring to that BL manhwa.
... Convenience Store?
Of course. Now what's my name again?
Kim. Kim Dokja.
It's Kim Dokja.
The font is huge on your phone.
Aβ?
Oh, I misread that.
It's the Croft for me.
My bad.
OW!
:(
[ 25 unread texts from Yoo Joonghyuk via Midday Tryst ]
Must be nice to have someone calling.
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What the FUCK.
He's about to pop a vein. Wtf.
Why does he look like his head is about to explode in a minute.
Above all, π©π¦ πΈπͺπ΄π©π¦π₯ π§π°π³ π΅π©π¦ π¦π―π₯πͺπ―π¨ π΅π©π’π΅ π©π¦ πΈπ’π―π΅π¦π₯.
(ππ΄π±π¦π€πͺπ’πππΊ π§π°π³ ππ°π°π―π¨π©πΊπΆπ¬)
He would make those wishes come true. He would see it through.
Then, he blew the candles.
"Shall we eat?"
Kim Dokja watched the flames dance. Unbeknownst to him, a smile bloomed on his solemn face.
"Thanks."
A wish. What about several tiny wishes? Not just for Joonghyuk, but for the other companions too. Each and every one of them. The people that he grew so fond of along the way. β
And, on top of everything, he would never have thought that there would be a time where they didn't talk strategy one on one. This was for leisure. To celebrate his π£πͺπ³π΅π©π₯π’πΊ. The man in front of him, the one who he spent thinking about during his loneliest time of the year. β
(... What is that bastard on about.)
// πππππ ok
Strangely, it didn't feel awkward at all.
"Let's enjoy it together, then?" his gaze remained on the other man, waiting for him to sit down too.
Dokja was too caught up planning and speculating what would come next to remember.
"It is," he murmured, sitting down on the blanket. Then, he looked up to offer Yoo Joonghyuk a sincere, grateful smile. "Thank you. This looks like something the kids would like."
Yet it was only the two of them.
"μ¨λ°!" he let out a pained noise, his hand immediately rubbed the back of his head to, hopefully, soothe the pain.
At the sight of the food in the basket, he stopped to check his phone. True enough, the date showed February 15th.
Thank you, Yoo Joonghyuk, for finally learning what sharing food is.