So, the most important question now that you're back from the shadowrealm: What's your opinion on Sir Juwonathan Hanley?☕
(aka please share your favourite British life-Juwon headcanon (s) with me if you have any <3 and if you want, no pressure!)
Lmao Sir Juwonathan Hanley always cracks me up 😂
He has strong opinions on brands of tea: Yorkshire tea is superior, PG Tips is acceptable and Tetley is only for emergencies.
Is an absolute menace at pub quizzes, ridiculously competitive and asks the quiz master to double check their answers if he gets it wrong.
I also think he’d really enjoy the old quiz shows like who wants to be a millionaire and the weakest link, calling people morons when it was an easy question 😂
Has a constant stash of mcvities biscuits on hand for emergencies, both rich tea and the chocolate types.
Used to have a Sunday Roast every week, and misses them when he moved back to Seoul.
They went out drinking and eating at the butcher restaurant, consuming more alcohol and grilled meat than originally planned. When they were sitting with the Manyang family in a convivial gathering, there was no easy way out of silly jokes, entertaining Manyang-centric stories and countless anecdotes.
Juwon and Dongsik stayed late into the night, chatting, laughing, indulging, until they slowly got lost in their own world. Eventually, Dongsik managed to convince Juwon to stay with him at his house for the night when they walked out of the butcher shop.
"Yah, you can't drive back like that…lit up like a damn Christmas tree, Juwon-ah. How ‘bout you stay at my place for the night? I have a spare room upstairs."
He knew and expected Juwon to just rent a nice room at the most expensive hotel nearby somewhere in Munju city, but…there was no argument, no objection when Dongsik suggested he stay with him.
Stay with Dongsik without arguing, without hesitation, without fear of being an annoying disturbance in Dongsik’s life. The soju probably helped Juwon with blending out these self-destructive thoughts that came up again and again, no matter how hard he tried to suppress them - and it made his decision easy to commit.
They walked back a bit wonky on foot, a twenty minute walk from the restaurant to the village outskirts, Dongsik holding Juwon’s arm to guide him over the pedestrian crosswalk - the same crosswalk Dongsik had crossed more than a few hundred times in his life, the same crosswalk Juwon had sped up his sportscar on after they first met in this very town.
And then the Lee family-house came into sight - the building of a forgotten restaurant his parents ran such a long time ago. It stood still messy and hidden behind the tender blooming trees and greening bushes peeking off the fenced backyard and it looked fairly different in spring, more alive and revived, even at night. Dongsik said he had done much garden grooming the last months, including trimming and renovation work on the house here and there since he knew how important the place was for his mother and with the newfound energy and the healing phase he went through, he decided to take care of the house as long as his mother lived.
After all, this is still our home…
Dongsik showed Juwon the attic room on the third floor of the house, small, with simple wooden furniture from the 70s and a single bed in the dormer. The place was smaller than it looked from the outside, the ceiling slopes low on one side, following the roof, and the single bed was tucked neatly in the roof top corner near the window as if it had always been meant to stay there for watching the moon and stars.
The sheets were clean yet a bit messy, used obviously, but everything else - the small table, the huge oak closet, the cork chair in the corner - carried a trace of time. An empty water bottle stood on the windowsill. Someone must have slept here recently?
“Yeah…I know, it’s not exactly five-star…”, Dongsik admitted in defeat, stepping in halfway, following Juwon inside. “Didn’t think you’d actually really…end up staying.”
Han Juwon didn’t answer right away, measuring the room with the judging gaze of his but he expected no less than what he saw. After all, he had been in this house many times before, as an invader first, then as a guest, then as a saviour. Even if it wasn’t for staying overnight, he didn’t expect the guest room to differ from the other areas. The house was still old-fashioned, yet cozy and depressingly nostalgic.
“The room was barely used. Mostly by my parent’s friends passing through who’d stay a night or two to save hotel costs back in the days, ages ago... Jihun used to sleep here more on the weekend when he was younger, and…well, Minjung slept here too.”
Of course. Minjung stayed here every time she felt dissociated with her “father”.
Juwon stood and listened, not bothered by the fact that this bed had been used by several people throughout the years. Not anymore.
“Mom liked having people around. She said an empty house was bad luck, hah...”
Obviously the room hadn’t really been touched in months, with only Jihun staying over for a few nights here to keep Dongsik company after the Manyang murder cases got solved and justice returned to the Lee-house and family - and to assist him with work around the house.
“It’s a bit cramped, but the window’s good. Gets nice air in the morning.”
It’s fine, Juwon thought quietly for himself.
“If it’s uncomfortable, you can just say so. We can switch places and you can use my bed and there is still the couch downstairs if nothing helps but you know-”
My bed?
“It’s fine.”, Juwon answered him, still somewhat high on soju running through his system, already halfway to the bed as he slumped down, toes gently brushing the soft carpet beneath his feet.
My bed…Dongsik’s bed?
For a moment he considered-
No. No way. “Wait. What is it with…your bed?”
Dongsik blinked at him in confusion, not ready for this conversation but he joked along, because the situation had gone into an awkward direction the moment Juwon took a step into this house.
“My bed? You want to sleep there? I can tell you a goodnight bedtime story, too…”
“No. Uh…No need…”, Juwon reiterated with a shy glance towards the older man across the room.
I’ll be okay.
They both smiled at each other for a moment from sheer late night chagrin and fatigue. Dongsik who stood near the door, Juwon who sat on the smooth mattress of the creaky bed, the roof slope above him almost touching his head when he sat right up.
“There is just one thing…”, Dongsik pointed a finger at the bed.
“What is it?”
“The sheets and linen…I didn’t change them. I’ll get some fresh ones.”
The bed, being thoroughly treated with care, definitely showed signs that someone had been here very recently, yet Juwon cared less about this than he expected to.
"Why? What's wrong with it?"
"Well, as I said, people have stayed overnight up here…”
Dongsik shuffled over to the small closet in the corner. From the top shelf, he tore out a pair of clean linen he couldn’t remember when he had ever stuffed them in here.
“Jihun crashed the place just a few days ago and y’know... I didn't change the sheets afterward because I wasn't expecting any other spontaneous visitors."
“It’s okay…I’ll survive it.”, Juwon had answered before Dongsik could bring the linen to him. He was too tired to change sheets now, even knowing Jihun had slept in those he was currently sitting on.
I’ve survived worse than a pair of used sheets, haven't I?
“Here, change the pillow at least.”
Dongsik smiled up to Juwon, eyes glistening with fondness and silent care as he grabbed the cushion from the headrest to pull off the used pillowcase and wrap around a new, fresh linen - all while Juwon was watching. Watching how someone else changed the pillowcase for him, for his bed…it made him feel small and young and genuinely cared for.
When Dongsik was done, he patted the pillow once, like he was sealing the late night effort he put into it.
There was something so disarmingly simple about Dongsik changing a pillowcase. As someone who had always changed his own linen several times, Juwon realized there was a missing memory in his life he never experienced, or maybe one he never got to keep.
Just some distant echo of the past when he was a child; when his nanny would fluff up his pillow every once in a while.
This was the same warmth, the same fondness engulfing him.
It was not the action itself but the ease, the assumption that it should’ve been done. That someone would notice, would fix it, would make something just a little more comfortable for him without asking and yet, he couldn’t take such easy fondness for granted. It felt like he didn’t deserve it at all, yet Dongsik was here and…
“There is a new toothbrush and a fresh towel in the bathroom…if you need anything, though I probably don’t have to say this: make yourself at home...”
Yeah. Already have.
“Thank you.”
“Sleep well, Juwon-ah.”
“You too. See you in the morning…”
Eventually, Dongsik’s gentle, caring smile disappeared behind the closing door with a careful click.
“Thank you, Dongsik-ssi…”, Juwon repeated in a tender whisper, alone but not lonely in the room, half-lidded eyes focused on the made pillow, on Dongsik’s hands that had lingered on it seconds ago, on the soft flannel sheet with its hardly visible, washed out flower pattern, wondering whose heads had slept on these before; maybe Dongsik’s sister and his parents. Maybe Minjung. Maybe even Dongsik himself…
“Thank you…”
And Juwon leaned forward, his face diving into the pillow with a careful dab, shamelessly yearning, like he could chase the scent of Dongsik, the feeling of his hands further in, like he could find them, feel them, letting his face cradle like that of a lost, young boys’ who had just come home.
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