Your arms aren't that short either. It's close enough, though.
[there's still always room to tease a little more, but it's fond and playful. there's no denying that heung soo's scary face resembles a dinosaur sometimes... the amount of times other people have made that comparison over the years makes it hard for either of them to put out of their minds.
nam soon never saw it as insulting, just like he'd long since stopped finding it insulting when he got compared to a duck, or even to ddochi. it's just the way it is now, and it comes kind of naturally to make that comparison. it's not like heung soo is even trying to deny it—his protest is barely one at all and nam soon recognizes that as such. he looks over, arching an eyebrow with a bit of amusement. he knows that there was supposed to be a real protest, or a pointed look that amounts to "quit saying embarrassing things, you bastard." but since they get lost somewhere, it feels like a small and funny victory.]
We can. [he'll answer after another minute of peering through the window. sometimes, he's really like a little kid in that way; he tries to play it cool, like it's not important...
but maybe it's a little obvious that he wants to check it out a little more. it's stupid, and nam soon knows it. it's not like they need virtual pets; they didn't even have real ones back in seoul. they have bigger things to worry about than this sort of stuff—survival, living the day-to-day, figuring out how to put and end to this and get back to their own lives—but there's just something endearing about it that's caught his attention.] ...We don't have anything else to do anyway. Unless you want to just go back and eat.
[they really need hobbies that aren't "eat ramen, read comics, and sleep" with a side of "punching things occasionally." they may as well check it out, right? regardless any exasperation he may get from heung soo... well, he'll just amp up the aegyo and pout if he gets in a huff about anything.
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[there's still always room to tease a little more, but it's fond and playful. there's no denying that heung soo's scary face resembles a dinosaur sometimes... the amount of times other people have made that comparison over the years makes it hard for either of them to put out of their minds.
nam soon never saw it as insulting, just like he'd long since stopped finding it insulting when he got compared to a duck, or even to ddochi. it's just the way it is now, and it comes kind of naturally to make that comparison. it's not like heung soo is even trying to deny it—his protest is barely one at all and nam soon recognizes that as such. he looks over, arching an eyebrow with a bit of amusement. he knows that there was supposed to be a real protest, or a pointed look that amounts to "quit saying embarrassing things, you bastard." but since they get lost somewhere, it feels like a small and funny victory.]
We can. [he'll answer after another minute of peering through the window. sometimes, he's really like a little kid in that way; he tries to play it cool, like it's not important...
but maybe it's a little obvious that he wants to check it out a little more. it's stupid, and nam soon knows it. it's not like they need virtual pets; they didn't even have real ones back in seoul. they have bigger things to worry about than this sort of stuff—survival, living the day-to-day, figuring out how to put and end to this and get back to their own lives—but there's just something endearing about it that's caught his attention.] ...We don't have anything else to do anyway. Unless you want to just go back and eat.
[they really need hobbies that aren't "eat ramen, read comics, and sleep" with a side of "punching things occasionally." they may as well check it out, right? regardless any exasperation he may get from heung soo... well, he'll just amp up the aegyo and pout if he gets in a huff about anything.
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