[After spending so much time thinking Sejoon's weird...Minhwan goes and says something like that? Something so completely normal, it's not normal at all?
Except...in this case, Sejoon thinks he does get it. It still shocks him either way, and he sits there staring wide-eyed at Minhwan for a few seconds. He wasn't really expecting much of a reaction when he came here...and he really wasn't expecting much in terms of "thank you's" or anything like that. But that was never his reason for staying here anyway.
And this...? This is more than he'd ever thought he'd get.
Sejoon smiles widely and starts to pull his arm back- gently sliding it through Minhwan's loose grip. For a heartbeat, it probably looks like he's just going to tug it away completely...but he stops right when his hand falls into Minhwan's, and gives it a small squeeze.]
I think I can manage that.
[He leans over- carefully tugging the thin bedsheet to the side, then crawling into the small bit of free space on the mattress. Minhwan can have most of the room, seeing that he's the patient here. And...also taller.
Each of his movements stay gentle- still worried about hurting Minhwan while he shifts around and settles down next to him. But even as he finally rests his head on the pillow, he seems more relaxed...It's nice to know when someone wants you to stay. And it's nice too- to be able to stay like this, and have the person you've been worrying over be so close. It's more reassuring than he'd realized it would be.]
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Except...in this case, Sejoon thinks he does get it. It still shocks him either way, and he sits there staring wide-eyed at Minhwan for a few seconds. He wasn't really expecting much of a reaction when he came here...and he really wasn't expecting much in terms of "thank you's" or anything like that. But that was never his reason for staying here anyway.
And this...? This is more than he'd ever thought he'd get.
Sejoon smiles widely and starts to pull his arm back- gently sliding it through Minhwan's loose grip. For a heartbeat, it probably looks like he's just going to tug it away completely...but he stops right when his hand falls into Minhwan's, and gives it a small squeeze.]
I think I can manage that.
[He leans over- carefully tugging the thin bedsheet to the side, then crawling into the small bit of free space on the mattress. Minhwan can have most of the room, seeing that he's the patient here. And...also taller.
Each of his movements stay gentle- still worried about hurting Minhwan while he shifts around and settles down next to him. But even as he finally rests his head on the pillow, he seems more relaxed...It's nice to know when someone wants you to stay. And it's nice too- to be able to stay like this, and have the person you've been worrying over be so close. It's more reassuring than he'd realized it would be.]