Eunhyuk looks sidelong at Luke, considers making a comment that will earn him a jab to the ribs, something like 'i meant everyone who likes u, u doofus', but it's not like he doesn't understand them... he feels kinship with lukepearceissexy69... they're not competitors but COMRADES!!!!!]
I think it's this way.
[anyway he tugs Luke after him as they finally arrive at the fabled mythical park. usually, Eunhyuk would stand in one spot and people watch like a freak, which is what happens when you're from a monster apocalypse where people are monsters, but this time he has a Purpose, moving towards a nearby gazebo where there's already a crowd of people.
luke, being a antique detective guy, will definitely notice that a.) this crowd is entirely made up of couples b.) the gazebo is decorated and c.) the musicians tuning their instruments off to the side and d.) the perky announcer guy thanking everyone for coming to 'Classy Cadence's Annual Dance Night']
[Comes back here thinking again about how Luke just has a fucking government tracker in his BODY
But luckily that's IRRELEVANT TO EVERYTHING and not on Luke's mind right now. Instead, he's just happy to follow Eunhyuk--and happier still to see him taking the lead so comfortably. It fills him with so many warm mushy feelings every time Eunhyuk seems to be growing more and more comfortable in Stellis, and it would be so easy to get lost in domestic daydreams if not for Luke's innate curiosity drawing his attention outward. He keeps his fingers laced through Eunhyuk's as he looks around, eyes bright with interest.]
What's this about?
[He can hear the announcer, of course, but he wants to hear from Eunhyuk, especially since, despite guessing easily that they were going to the park, he definitely hadn't expected something like this. He keeps a lot of tabs on romantic stuff to do because he's a goober like that but he doesn't know every single thing!!]
[eunhyuk when he finds out that luke has a government tracker in his body: '_____'
but ig for NOW he has NO IDEA even though he really should suspect thanks to his insane paranoia and deep mistrust for all governments, but that's old Eunhyuk... the Eunhyuk he's trying to leave behind little by little, now that the world isn't constantly making demands of him. progress is slow, especially compared to how quickly Eunhyuk had to change, but isn't that what healing is? it takes a flash of a second to be injured, maybe even irreparably, and then weeks, months, maybe years to recover, depending on the balm.
Eunhyuk runs his thumb over the back of Luke's hand, warm and firm in his own, and thinks about balms and restoratives and how Luke outstrips them all with the curl of his smile and the softness in his gaze, with every moment spent in his company. The impossibility of Eunhyuk's situation feels less ridiculous day after day, that maybe there will come a time when Eunhyuk no longer marvels over it. For now, Eunhyuk watches Luke look around with interest, a burst of fondness settling in his chest,]
I saw a flyer at the library about a local dance club. They mostly run classes, but they hold social events too, like this one. I thought it'd be fun.
[there's a half-beat, then Eunhyuk turns so he's facing Luke, bringing up his hand so he can press it to his lips. ]
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I need it to keep track of the competition.
[like other antique stores
and every other person who likes luke]
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ALSO HE'S GONNA BEAT YOU UP EUNHYUK]
We don't have any competition! There aren't any another antique store detective agencies around!
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Eunhyuk looks sidelong at Luke, considers making a comment that will earn him a jab to the ribs, something like 'i meant everyone who likes u, u doofus', but it's not like he doesn't understand them... he feels kinship with lukepearceissexy69... they're not competitors but COMRADES!!!!!]
I think it's this way.
[anyway he tugs Luke after him as they finally arrive at the fabled mythical park. usually, Eunhyuk would stand in one spot and people watch like a freak, which is what happens when you're from a monster apocalypse where people are monsters, but this time he has a Purpose, moving towards a nearby gazebo where there's already a crowd of people.
luke, being a antique detective guy, will definitely notice that a.) this crowd is entirely made up of couples b.) the gazebo is decorated and c.) the musicians tuning their instruments off to the side and d.) the perky announcer guy thanking everyone for coming to 'Classy Cadence's Annual Dance Night']
We're just in time.
[yay!!!!]
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But luckily that's IRRELEVANT TO EVERYTHING and not on Luke's mind right now. Instead, he's just happy to follow Eunhyuk--and happier still to see him taking the lead so comfortably. It fills him with so many warm mushy feelings every time Eunhyuk seems to be growing more and more comfortable in Stellis, and it would be so easy to get lost in domestic daydreams if not for Luke's innate curiosity drawing his attention outward. He keeps his fingers laced through Eunhyuk's as he looks around, eyes bright with interest.]
What's this about?
[He can hear the announcer, of course, but he wants to hear from Eunhyuk, especially since, despite guessing easily that they were going to the park, he definitely hadn't expected something like this. He keeps a lot of tabs on romantic stuff to do because he's a goober like that but he doesn't know every single thing!!]
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but ig for NOW he has NO IDEA even though he really should suspect thanks to his insane paranoia and deep mistrust for all governments, but that's old Eunhyuk... the Eunhyuk he's trying to leave behind little by little, now that the world isn't constantly making demands of him. progress is slow, especially compared to how quickly Eunhyuk had to change, but isn't that what healing is? it takes a flash of a second to be injured, maybe even irreparably, and then weeks, months, maybe years to recover, depending on the balm.
Eunhyuk runs his thumb over the back of Luke's hand, warm and firm in his own, and thinks about balms and restoratives and how Luke outstrips them all with the curl of his smile and the softness in his gaze, with every moment spent in his company. The impossibility of Eunhyuk's situation feels less ridiculous day after day, that maybe there will come a time when Eunhyuk no longer marvels over it. For now, Eunhyuk watches Luke look around with interest, a burst of fondness settling in his chest,]
I saw a flyer at the library about a local dance club. They mostly run classes, but they hold social events too, like this one. I thought it'd be fun.
[there's a half-beat, then Eunhyuk turns so he's facing Luke, bringing up his hand so he can press it to his lips. ]
And I want to dance with you again.