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... It's probably not a familiar smile. He also holds himself differently; there's an underlying anxiety he's been carrying that seems to be missing now, some weight lifted from his shoulders. His eyes are as bright and starry as ever. ]
Shin Yoosung.
[ He offers both hands out to her - an offer for a hug. ]
Come here. It's been ages since I've seen you.
[ She's younger than he remembers; it takes a moment for his memories to remind him that she was from the same scenario he had been when he was here. ]
laughs at ur pain GLHF :')
That ... smile.
Yoosung actually pauses, rather than flying immediately into his arms.
It's not that he looks different or anything. Even his eyes are the same as always. But... something about him...
She suddenly, with desperate, anxious, ashamed chagrin, misses their connection with all of her heart.
If she could sense him... if she could feel the ghost of what he feels...
... then again, would even that be enough?
She has this haunting feeling like she's looking at someone else entirely.
A tentative step forward, and then another.
And then she throws herself into his arms, clinging as hard as he'll let her, eyes slipping shut. ]
How long's ages? [ Her voice is soft; it's an idle question, one she expects him to evade or lie to. She doesn't mind. ]
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It'd be hard to explain. A very long time nonetheless.
[ He isn't lying, this time. It'd be hard to chart how the time passed while he was away, or if it had ever passed at all, given his perception. He squeezes her gently.
He knows she's not the same person she saw before. The same way he wasn't Han Suyeong's Dokja until he'd reached the same point in time as her. Damn that author for being right about experiencing something not being the same as knowing. ]
I'm sorry about this
with the impetuousness only a child can possess, she wriggles free just so she can sit beside him instead, leaning into him with her arms wrapped around his middle. ]
Did you ever find it, ahjussi?
The ending you were looking for.
yells at you this is the one not-spoiler you get
I did.
[ His voice is gentle, and he reaches out to brush a hand through her hair. ]
And afterwards, we ate pizza and Cola by the Han River, just like we promised.
i lied im not at all sorry
she holds him a little tighter, anxious for reasons she doesn't want to think about. ]
You promise? You really, really mean it?
knew it
[ He's not even technically lying! ]
It'll take us a while, of course. You'll be older, but there will be a happy ending.
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Are you part of that happy ending, too?
[ It wouldn't be happy without you. ]
no subject
[ She'd be forgiven for thinking he's holding something back from her, earnest as he's being. He leans in a little. ]
You might not believe me, but Junghyeok makes the pizza for you, too.
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......... ]
No way, [ she mumbles, making an actual physical effort not to laugh at the mental image of Junghyeok in a chef's apron. ]
we can wrap here if you want or she can poke at him more
He hopes it distracts her from asking any more questions. ]