WHO: han sooyoung and others WHERE: everywhere ig WHEN: dec! possibly january! uses this log forever WHAT: catch-all WARNINGS: squints, will update as i go... kissing....
[ Wouldn't kissing with their eyes open be weirder? He has to fight himself not to ask such a clearly mocking question, falling silent with suspicion as Sooyoung lapses into a quiet of her own. Dokja doesn't know what she's thinking, but there's clearly something complicated here.
Which he would agree on if he knew! He's never thought of her in that... way. And he's not starting now because the idea is so far-fetched and impossible that he's mostly left staring blankly after her.
Truly, all those years of reading and he's still rocks for brains when it comes to people.
But when she lashes out at him with her words, Dokja is taken aback. He pauses, eyes wide for a second before they narrow in consideration. Well, if she can't muster up the courage to do it, then... ]
Okay.
[ He says it so casually, doesn't look at all bothered by the demand as he raises a (bloody) hand to rest it against her shoulder. It briefly stops there for a moment before it slides up, fingers curling around the back of her neck so that he can draw her toward him while he leans forward. His eyes slip shut so as not to get cross-eyed, and then he's pressing his lips gently against her's in a chaste kiss. ]
Anyway, maybe Sooyoung really is a bottom, because she goes stock-still when Dokja puts his hand on her shoulder, her neck. She moves only at the pull of his hand, her eyes comically wide even as Dokja shuts his. She can see and feel everything that's happening -- the warmth from his hand, then from his lips -- but nothing seems to register long enough to spark any kind of reaction from her. She just remains statue-stiff, not even lashing out with a hand to push Dokja away -- or do whatever would be most characteristic of her to do.
She just sits here and gets kissed (like a bottom).]
It's not a particularly long kiss, just a press of the lips and then Dokja's pulling away, his eyes opening to see that Sooyoung is just? Malfunctioning? His eyebrows draw together in concern, though his hand remains where it is. Damn, was he that bad?? ]
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Which he would agree on if he knew! He's never thought of her in that... way. And he's not starting now because the idea is so far-fetched and impossible that he's mostly left staring blankly after her.
Truly, all those years of reading and he's still rocks for brains when it comes to people.
But when she lashes out at him with her words, Dokja is taken aback. He pauses, eyes wide for a second before they narrow in consideration. Well, if she can't muster up the courage to do it, then... ]
Okay.
[ He says it so casually, doesn't look at all bothered by the demand as he raises a (bloody) hand to rest it against her shoulder. It briefly stops there for a moment before it slides up, fingers curling around the back of her neck so that he can draw her toward him while he leans forward. His eyes slip shut so as not to get cross-eyed, and then he's pressing his lips gently against her's in a chaste kiss. ]
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Anyway, maybe Sooyoung really is a bottom, because she goes stock-still when Dokja puts his hand on her shoulder, her neck. She moves only at the pull of his hand, her eyes comically wide even as Dokja shuts his. She can see and feel everything that's happening -- the warmth from his hand, then from his lips -- but nothing seems to register long enough to spark any kind of reaction from her. She just remains statue-stiff, not even lashing out with a hand to push Dokja away -- or do whatever would be most characteristic of her to do.
She just sits here and gets kissed (like a bottom).]
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It's not a particularly long kiss, just a press of the lips and then Dokja's pulling away, his eyes opening to see that Sooyoung is just? Malfunctioning? His eyebrows draw together in concern, though his hand remains where it is. Damn, was he that bad?? ]
... Are you okay?