[It's not like it's the first time Eunhyuk's said such things, but hearing it now makes him turn his face further into Eunhyuk's body, hiding the way his mouth twists unhappily.]
I know.
[And he loves knowing, even if he can hardly believe it some days, so certain that he doesn't deserve all of Eunhyuk's patience and affection, that one day Eunhyuk will wake up and realize the same--but right now, it only makes him feel even more guilty and miserable, knowing he's hurt Eunhyuk, that he's still hurting him by failing to promise his honesty and openness in the future.
It feels like a pitiful gesture, but he lifts a hand, curling his fingers loosely over Eunhyuk's arm. He breathes in, slow and shaky, and some of the tension bleeds out of him when he isn't instantly wracked with pain again.]
...I'm still sorry.
[That he's putting through Eunhyuk through this--making him watch on the sidelines as Luke stubbornly fights off the poison inside him in the most mundane and tedious way, out of some awful blend of pride, loyalty, and paranoia.]
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I know.
[And he loves knowing, even if he can hardly believe it some days, so certain that he doesn't deserve all of Eunhyuk's patience and affection, that one day Eunhyuk will wake up and realize the same--but right now, it only makes him feel even more guilty and miserable, knowing he's hurt Eunhyuk, that he's still hurting him by failing to promise his honesty and openness in the future.
It feels like a pitiful gesture, but he lifts a hand, curling his fingers loosely over Eunhyuk's arm. He breathes in, slow and shaky, and some of the tension bleeds out of him when he isn't instantly wracked with pain again.]
...I'm still sorry.
[That he's putting through Eunhyuk through this--making him watch on the sidelines as Luke stubbornly fights off the poison inside him in the most mundane and tedious way, out of some awful blend of pride, loyalty, and paranoia.]