[He knows, deep down, this is a better way of handling it. That he has half a chance of actually, legitimately healing instead of following the "alcohol solves everything" path. Because it... sure doesn't.
He snorts in amusement, oh of course, Jinwoo's latest nonsense. ]
That thing is making our lives a whole lot fuckin' easier.
[He'll bear the singing with the long-suffering sigh of someone who has heard this song too many times in his life now and knows he will have plenty more too. Still, he opens the parcel and a small smile crosses his face. He picks up the wonky sweater like it's the most precious thing in the world- which is is. ]
...Holy shit, you made this? [He holds it up, examining it this way and that, before looking over at her- ah she's doing the hand-twisty thing she does when she's nervous. ] Dochka, this is fuckin' amazing. I love it.
[Genuinely, he does. He reaches out to pull her into a hug. ]
C'here, why the fuck you so nervous about giving me anything? Honestly.
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He snorts in amusement, oh of course, Jinwoo's latest nonsense. ]
That thing is making our lives a whole lot fuckin' easier.
[He'll bear the singing with the long-suffering sigh of someone who has heard this song too many times in his life now and knows he will have plenty more too. Still, he opens the parcel and a small smile crosses his face. He picks up the wonky sweater like it's the most precious thing in the world- which is is. ]
...Holy shit, you made this? [He holds it up, examining it this way and that, before looking over at her- ah she's doing the hand-twisty thing she does when she's nervous. ] Dochka, this is fuckin' amazing. I love it.
[Genuinely, he does. He reaches out to pull her into a hug. ]
C'here, why the fuck you so nervous about giving me anything? Honestly.