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When Cale took the book from his hands and lay down on top of him on the couch, hiding his face, saying nothing at all, he did not even make the slightest attempt at complaint. His hands were quick, moved by instinct, to put one on his back and the other between his beloved's red hair.
He gave them both a couple of minutes before testing the waters, letting his hand move gently up and down the other's back, trying to give silent comfort as much as possible. When he felt it was enough, watching the Henituse's breathing become audible and his body relax under his hands, he murmured a simple “Love?”
And while all he received was a simple, muffled, “No,” it was enough for him to understand the whole thing, deciding to leave it until it was his boyfriend who decided to speak, giving him a small kiss on the head to let him know he understood.
When it was Kim Rok Soo's turn to become clingy and silent, wrapping his arms around Henituse's waist from behind, hiding his face in the other's hair and ignoring the calls, Cale was even doubly worried.
It was strange that the elder would seek comfort, even when they'd been working on it, years of habits didn't die easy or soften quickly, less so when the roots had been cultivated in harsh environments that gave no room for weakness.
But that was something the redhead would think about later, after he convinced his lover to let go and could take him to bed so he could spoiled him, at least until Rok Soo gathered the strength to speak up for himself and could tell him what to do or how to help him.