[ Be safe, Dokja says, and it's a painful reminder of everything they've been through the past two years, and especially of what Dokja's been through. It's why he won't say anything right now—or rather, can't, because there's not a single part of him that's willing to disrupt the fragile peace they've finally managed to achieve.
He looks over at Dokja standing next to him at the sink and then, because there's no one else in the house (discounting their menagerie of animals), leans forward to give Dokja a quick kiss on the forehead. Sorry to make things gay. ]
I will.
[ And then he's off, headed towards the door for some much needed alone time so he can think Deep Thoughts about this new living situation. Which leaves Dokja alone to go voyeur on the teens outside, or even go join them later if he really wants. Goodbye again everyone, have a nice thread. ]
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He looks over at Dokja standing next to him at the sink and then, because there's no one else in the house (discounting their menagerie of animals), leans forward to give Dokja a quick kiss on the forehead. Sorry to make things gay. ]
I will.
[ And then he's off, headed towards the door for some much needed alone time so he can think Deep Thoughts about this new living situation. Which leaves Dokja alone to go voyeur on the teens outside, or even go join them later if he really wants. Goodbye again everyone, have a nice thread. ]