does a sick backflip

[ rolls an 18

Ummmm, he's fairly certain he asked for something else and not a question to his question. ]

You have to promise.

[ This is quite possibly his life on the line. ]

[ i got a 20 but he talk about that right now. Dokja receives a flat look... He's displeased that he's being difficult about whatever this is. ]

You're really not going to tell me, if I don't?

[ are they twelve

Joonghyuk doesn't really... Know what constitutes this attitude. He can't even consider Dokja cheating on him. That's impossible. ]

[ Why is it impossible?? It's not impossible??? Dokja has...... fingers shake and refuse to type "game"......... ]

That's right. I won't tell you and then you'll have to think about what it is I'm not telling you until you promise.

[ Think about it. A quick promise is so easy. Who is actually being the difficult one here?

It's still Dokja. ]

[ It's simply impossible? Hides all of the other men and women who are attached to him. His leer becomes more intense, but then he sighs and runs fingers through his own hair. ]

Fine.

[ THERE. ]

[ It's not the "I promise" he wants to hear but it's Joonghyuk, so he'll let it slide.

But oh no, here comes the hard part. Dokja looks as nervous as he feels, gaze dropping down to his lap from the shame of what he's about to ask. ]

Do you... remember how we met?

[ ...... Because he doesn't. And it feels so shitty that he's somehow forgotten? ]

... You were in my way at the bookstore, then you decided to harass me for an autograph.

[ I get to make up whatever I want because Dokja doesn't remember shit. The aura coming from Joonghyuk is definitely "what the fuck" as he grips the back of Dokja's chair tighter.

COME AGAIN? WHERE IS YOUR BRAIN? DID YOU LOSE IT? ]

[ His breath picks up and then he quickly tries to tamp it down. It doesn't help to calm his racing heart, though, and his chest feels tight and constricted.

He doesn't remember that. Nothing about it surfaces any memories. ]

Oh, right.

[ Dokja brings his hands together, settling one on top of the other as he tries to stop the faint tremble running through him. ]

It's coming back to me now.

[ It's really not?? ]

[ Joonghyuk's gaze drops to how Dokja clasps his hands together, reading his overall body language before he looks back up to Dokja's face.

Silence. He's... Incredulous, confused? He would be mad if this wasn't so strange. ]

You're only a good liar when you're prepared.

[ remember ur promise yjh

While Dokja struggles to smooth this over. ]

It must've just slipped my mind since I've been so tired. And since I haven't been sleeping very well—

[ Kim Dok ja

The sudden voice in his head has him shooting to his feet, his chair forcefully shoved back as he reaches up to grab at his head. What the hell?? There's a panicked look on his face he whirls around in search for that unfamiliar voice. ]

What?

[ His eyes land on Joonghyuk. ]

Was that you?

[ When was Joonghyuk ever good at keeping promises that don't benefit him? Joonghyuk was using the chair as an anchor, but he quickly steps aside as Dokja tries to get his bearings... Failing at it, really.

Many thoughts cross his mind, mostly considering taking Dokja to the doctor—maybe to the hospital. ]

... No. [ His fingers twitch, tempted to reach out for Dokja's hand, but he crosses his arms instead. ] What did you hear?

[ Biyoo whines at Dokja's feet. ]

[ Wow, since Joonghyuk won't hold his hand, Dokja will just scoop up Biyoo into his arms and hug her against his chest. His emotional support baby :( ]

I'm okay, Biyoo.

[ Gently pets her... It sounds like he's trying to reassure himself more.

Has he finally lost it? He's hearing voices now? It doesn't return, but his head is back to aching, a rhythmic pounding to match his unsettled heartbeat. ]

It was my name. I thought I heard someone calling me.

[ It doesn't seem right for some reason? Despite how he wants to—he's unsure how to describe the feeling. Biyoo finds when he picks her up, quiets when he seeks comfort in her. She's a soft poof, here to melt those worries away. Dokja may get some puppy kisses.

After another thought, he reaches out to Dokja and skirts fingertips against his neck. Something about this gesture at least feels familiar to him. ]

... If you're not hungry, you can go to bed. [ Does this make it sound like he thinks Dokja is crazy. Should he say more? There's a pause as he figures out words. ] Tell me if you hear the voice again.

[ How can Dokja remain distressed when puppy kisses enter the picture. 🥺

At the brush of contact, he takes a half step toward Joonghyuk but doesn't get any closer than that. It's weird, right? They've been dating as long as they have, but they're still so incredibly awkward with each other. Dokja had blamed it on first relationship jitters in the beginning, and then later just excused it as the two of them being... them...

But now that he thinks about it, really thinks about it, he's not so sure. And maybe that causes him to panic even more. Maybe that's why, at the mention of going to bed, he opens his mouth without thinking to ask, ]

Why have we never had sex?

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Joonghyuk would have real thoughts and maybe an answer if he wasn't flummoxed, simply thinking about how he would like to wring Dokja's neck? WHO JUST ASKS THAT? WHO DOES THIS? Dokja does. Of course he does. Joonghyuk is used to him blurting whatever on his mind and it drives him insane. ]

[ THINK ABOUT IT WITH HIM

Now the gears are ever so slowly turning...... Dokja doesn't remember how they met, they act stupid weird around each other, and they don't even fuck? Like, what kind of relationship is this?? ]

We share a bed. You can't tell me you've never wondered the same.

[ WHAT IS HAPPENING................ WHAT IS HAPPENING!!! Joonghyuk's eyebrows are always somewhat angled, maybe always furrowed, but they're knitting harsher than ever before. Is this real? Maybe this is a dream? No, he can feel the other man's pulse against his fingers.

Relationships don't ALWAYS have to have sex. Wait. Does this mean Dokja wants to have sex? He shelves that so he doesn't spiral as he answers the questions. ]

Because it's you.

[ This really is Joonghyuk speak and he expects Dokja to understand what he's saying. ]

[ And because it's Dokja, he does not at all understand and instead entirely misconstrues what that answer could mean.

Ah....................... ]

I see.

[ He's hurt?? That was such a hurtful thing to say. But rather than get angry or show how upset he is, Dokja pulls away from Joonghyuk and heads to their bedroom with Biyoo still in his arms.

Once inside, he very deliberately and carefully shuts the door with a gentle click. ]

[ Good to know that even in an au they continue to misunderstand each other despite knowing each other the best? The trend continues. Joonghyuk instantly realizes Dokja took it the wrong way, but he doesn't catch him in time before the man and their shared dog escapes to the room. ]

Dokja—[ Is...

Is the door locked? He quickly follows after and checks the knob. ]

[ i didn't think that far ahead but yah you know what it IS locked.

Meanwhile Dokja sits in bed and ignores the rattling of the doorknob as he holds Biyoo up to stare at her. She's so cute... Just wiggling in his hands as her tail happily wags at the attention. ]

You're the only one I have, Biyoo.

[ Her and that voice in his head, apparently. ]

Dokja. Open the door.

[ This is with his Commanding voice? You can’t just lock him out of their room??? He continues to jiggle the knob only for a little longer before stopping. ]

[ Time for the petty awakening. ]

Why? Did you forget I'm in here? If you're not careful, you might have to actually see me.

[ At least... this feels familiar? Whatever the heck this is. ]

[ This little shit—Joonghyuk is going to share the same exact migraine Dokja has. ]

If I didn’t want to see you, then I wouldn’t have dated you in the first place.

[ How can he be with someone SO STUPID? How did he suffer this so long? Why… Does it feel like he has dealt with this for longer? Standing in front of the door with his arms crossed, he glares at it like he can bore a hole through and to Dokja. ]

Now open the door.

[ Would it be crazy if he jumped out the window to further avoid this confrontation.

..... Yeah. They're kind of high up and he doesn't think he'd survive that fall.

Dokja sets Biyoo on the bed so he can flop down with his arms outstretched. He's tired and cranky and his boyfriend blames him for their sexless relationship. ]

Chew through the door, you jerk.

[ Dokja!! Doesn’t know anything! But also Joonghyuk is awful with words. His eyes widen, livid that he’s being mistreated over Dokja not having a Braincell.

The worry that maybe his partner needs rest is Gone. ]

You can open this door or I can use the spare key.

[ One will end with Joonghyuk less mad? Please consider this. ]

[ Hm. When has Dokja ever picked the path of least resistance...

He hadn't given thought to the spare key, but now?? Fear sits in the pit of his stomach and the window is looking very tempting. But also, Dokja doesn't even know where their spare key is? Surely that means Joonghyuk also does not know? This could be an empty threat.

Why does it feel like his life is on the line.

... But it's his stubbornness that wins out in the end.

And the door remains locked. ]

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