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"Joonghyuk-ah, sit down for a moment," Kim Dokja gestures towards their bed, patting his hand on the space beside him.
Yoo Joonghyuk was bewildered and suspicious but still, he complies with his lover's request.
Kim Dokja smiles softly and gets up from the bed, kneeling with one knee in front of Yoo Joonghyuk— shocking the latter with his actions. Kim Dokja looks at Yoo Joonghyuk's hands, and then gazes intently at him asking permission to hold his hands.
Yoo Joonghyuk understood what Kim Dokja wanted to do and urged him, "Of course, you don't need to ask."
"But I want to, even if we're lovers," Kim Dokja warmly stare into Yoo Joonghyuk's eyes and proceed to take his hand into his, Kim Dokja bends over and lightly kiss the back of Yoo Joonghyuk's hand that is filled with old scars from overcoming past scenarios. He continues to engrave kisses going to his knuckles, and then lingering much longer into his ring finger— which does not go unnoticed by Yoo Joonghyuk who remains dazed and silent.
Silent as if not wanting to interrupt whatever his lover is doing, though Yoo Joonghyuk sort of suspects his intentions.
Kim Dokja also didn’t say anything and still focusing his attention on Yoo Joonghyuk’s hand, he turn over his hands and planted a kiss to the palm of his hands, rubbing it gently with his thumb, he whispers, "This rough yet gentle hand of yours that has been handling swords throughout all your lifetimes and all the scenarios with our companions, the hand that always manage to pull me out of the darkness.” Kim Dokja breathes deeply.
“...and the hand of the man I so desperately love, I hope you won't be able to go through it anymore— though, if you may, I'm willing to fight beside you so you don’t have to carry the burden alone. Again and again I will overwrite the scars with my kisses, that is, if...you allow me to, of course." Kim Dokja finished, feeling a little breathless by his long confession and his cheeks reddened like the color of the tomatoes that he dislikes so much—but for Yoo Joonghyuk, whether it be a thousand times, million times or even throughout his whole lifetimes, he doesn't mind doing all this for Yoo Joonghyuk. Because Yoo Joonghyuk deserves it, his very own protagonist deserves to be happy and cherished.
Despite being flustered by his own unusual action, Kim Dokja resumes to trail kisses along Yoo Joonghyuk's hand and lastly, Kim Dokja gives a ghostly kiss on his inner wrist.
"Kim Dokja—",Yoo Joonghyuk voiced out weakly.
Kim Dokja only smile at him and then gets up from his position, staring fondly at the stupefied Yoo Joonghyuk and proceed to cup Yoo Joonghyuk's cheeks with both of his hands and slowly kiss the corner of Yoo Joonghyuk's eyes ever so lightly, wiping the non-existent tear in both his eyes, "Then there's these beautiful eyes that is always directed at me... well you used to always wanted to kill me so badly but anyways we’ve gone past that so I will not dwell much on it,” Kim Dokja sighed and mutter under his breath, “I’m rambling too much now am I?”
Yoo Joonghyuk didn’t realize that his eyes curved into a crescent moon, but Kim Dokja who sees this suddenly stops his rambling and asks, “Huh, why are you smiling? You wanting to kill me makes you laugh that much?”
Yoo Joonghyuk chuckles, “No, I just think you’re so lovely.”
Oh.
Kim Dokja blushed furiously, pretending to ignore Yoo Joonghyuk’s remarks.
“Alright, I’ll continue... Although you never cry because you've grown accustomed to pain, I hope you don't have to get used to it and I want you to know that you can find comfort in me as I do in your arms."
Kim Dokja is still not done with his super long speech and also in showering kisses through each scar but then, Yoo Joonghyuk pulled Kim Dokja towards his arms, his head resting on kdj's shoulder, "Your hands are cold."
Kim Dokja blinks—and then he laughed heartily, stroking Yoo Joonghyuk's head tenderly, "You didn't say anything when i took your hand into mine before, though."
Yoo Joonghyuk hugs him tighter and responds with: "I wasn't ready then."
"Oh, oh what is this? Did I make the great Yoo Joonghyuk speechless?" Kim Dokja teased.
"Yes, you always do," Yoo Joonghyuk immediately agrees, which shocked Kim Dokja since it's uncommon for him to be so agreeable with his teasing. I didn't know he could be this adorable.
"But, Joonghyuk-ah, I'm not done though. Don't be surprised yet," still cradling Yoo Joonghyuk's cheeks, Kim Dokja makes Yoo Joonghyuk lock eyes with him while he is still tightly wrapped in Yoo Joonghyuk's arms: he doesn’t seem willing to let go of Kim Dokja.
"It's fine. It's enough. Having you in my arms is enough," Yoo Joonghyuk mutters.
Kim Dokja pouts stubbornly, "Hey, I want to do it though, especially...here," Kim Dokja presses his hands in Yoo Joonghyuk's chest.
"My... chest?" Yoo Joonghyuk looks at Kim Dokja with a confused expression.
Kim Dokja giggled, "Well, of course your chest deserves my undivided attention but we’ll talk about that later. What I mean is your heart, silly."
"...I think this part right here deserves to be kissed as much as your other scars, even if the scars are not as visible as your other scars." Kim Dokja pointed at Yoo Joonghyuk's chest and then grinned at him.
Yoo Joonghyuk is again rendered speechless, all he can do is caress Kim Dokja's face and whispers, "Kim Dokja, you have a talent in driving me crazy, do you?"
"And so do you, do you know how confused I was when you grabbed my neck the first time we met? I thought you despised me. My mind goes blank, thinking that the person I idolized hates me. But then, I was in utter disbelief when everyone said you actually like me, even when Han sooyoung told me so, never in my life can I imagine you to like me."
"I would never hate you. You reduce me into a fool, and I just don't know how to show my... affection and that's inexcusable."
"Perhaps, we both are fools," Kim Dokja replies, beaming brightly at Yoo Joonghyuk.
Yoo Joonghyuk silently nods in agreement, rubbing his thumbs in kdj's cheeks and finally asks, "May I... kiss you?" His ears turn a little red.
Seeing this reaction, even Kim Dokja too became embarrassed and responded with a timid 'yes.'
After confirming, Yoo Joonghyuk slowly draped both his arms around Kim Dokja's small waist and Kim Dokja followed by having both his hands encircling Yoo Joonghyuk's neck. Yoo Joonghyuk inch closer towards his face, their nose almost touching, they can feel both their warm breaths tingling their skin and then their lips meet halfway through. It was a slow and unhurried kiss, just like how at last they have all the time in the world to finally love each other properly.
With both of them still catching their breath, Yoo Joonghyuk finishes with a quick peck on Kim Dokja's lips, looking at him with pure adoration he brush Kim Dokja’s lips with his thumbs lightly, "You have no idea how much you've ruined me and even then, I don't mind as long as I have a piece of you— as long as you too have the same feeling as mine because I love you, Kim Dokja, through every 1864 lifetimes, I always do."
"You know I love you, most fervently with everything I have, Joonghyuk-ah."