âBecause of another prophecy,â said Mr Beaver. âDown at Cair Paravel â thatâs the castle on the sea coast down at the mouth of this river which ought to be the capital of the whole country if all was as it should be â out of mind that when two Sons of Adam and two Daughters of Eve sit on those four thrones, then it will be the end of not only the White Witchâs reign but her life, and that is why we had to be so cautious as we came along, for if she knew about you four, your lives wouldnât be worth a shake of my whiskers!â
when kafka said âall the love in the world is useless when there is total lack of understandingâ and when richard siken said âif you love me, you donât love me in a way I understand.â
Dokja thinks something is going on between him and Joonghyuk. He catches a stray glance here and there, when theyâre in the middle of other things. Itâs a hungry sort of look. Like Joonghyuk is going to slice him up and serve him on a platter. Dokja canât recall annoying the man recently, but itâs entirely possible that he just annoys Joonghyuk with his mere existence.Â
 They never have the time to sort it out, but one day Joonghyuk catches his arm and yanks him back while the others move ahead. Finally, Dokja thinks.Â
âHow forward, Yoo Joonghyuk. Donât be too rough with me. People are watching, you know?â Dokja says, smiling, expecting to be put in a chokehold again.Â
But Joonghyuk meets his gaze steadily. âIf they werenât watching,â he says, his voice low enough Dokja has to lean forward to hear it, âwould you let me?â
actors au, 'skinship'. text version of my twitter post.
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Kim Dokja is an enigma.
They had met for the first time on this set, the two of themâ Joonghyuk is playing the male lead and Kim Dokja one of the minor characters on the antagonist's side. Kim Dokja isn't an actor by trade. He is only here because he's friends with the screenwriter, and she'd asked the director for a favour slotting him in. Joonghyuk doesn't like that sort of thing, and so he hadn't thought much of the man at first.
But for some reason, Joonghyuk keeps finding himself in Kim Dokja's vicinity. They have the same preferences in food and always receive the same boxed lunches, and by some twist of fate they even have their hair and makeup done at the same times before filming. And they always film on the same afternoons, one after the other, as though Kim Dokja is a big name or the second lead instead of just a side character. Ordinarily this wouldn't be a problem. Joonghyuk's seen it before, when investors throw some random idol into the mix and the crew has to give them the same star treatment as the lead actors. Joonghyuk doesn't particularly like it, but as long as he isn't personally disturbed, all he has to do is act as he always does.Â
It's only that Kim Dokja, once he's discovered that Joonghyuk will scowl and be cold but never really get angryâ Kim Dokja decides that this is permission to start taking liberties.
"Are you a squid," Joonghyuk asks, when Dokja has flopped down on the ground next to his chair and leaned on his knee for the nth time. "Don't you have bones? Can't you sit properly?"
"Squids have bones," Dokja says, which is not at all the point.Â
Joonghyuk wonders why he's not pushing the man off. He's had ample opportunity to stop this.Â
It had started with just a fleeting touch to his elbow, a friendly nudge here and there. Then an arm slung around his neck, or Kim Dokja's chin resting on his shoulder. Now, it's escalated to Kim Dokja hugging him (ostensibly to recharge) and holding his hand, fingers interlocked. Every day, all of the cast and crew he's worked with before give them looks ranging from mildly surprised to drop-jawed incredulity; he's fairly sure the screenwriter is running a betting pool for how long it will take him to snap. Yet every time Kim Dokja touches him, Joonghyuk just⊠accepts it. Begrudgingly. But he does.
"Squids don't have bones," he tells Kim Dokja, instead of pulling away.Â
"They do! Just one in their head. But it's an important bone."
Kim Dokja has turned to look up at him, and his cheek is resting on Joonghyuk's thigh. Joonghyuk has a sudden and inexplicable urge to show him a human man's important bone. He stamps it out ruthlessly.
"That's an internal shell. Cartilage."
Kim Dokja smiles, and like most of his smiles it's an attractive curve of his lips, perfectly calculated to bring out the best of his features. Joonghyuk is not a fan. He thinks Kim Dokja must have a better, more honest smile that he's only hiding because he's an idiot. "How do you know so much about squids, Joonghyuk-ssi?"
"Iâ" Joonghyuk has no idea. "I read it somewhere." At this, Kim Dokja reaches out to take hold of his hand. (From the corner of his eye he sees Lee Jihye whip out her phone. He'll have to delete her entire gallery after filming is done.)
The hand that has so rudely grabbed his is surprisingly soft. Joonghyuk's own hands are rough and calloused from years of cooking and housework, and later martial arts. They're scarred, too, though his agent is always nagging him to get the worst of it lasered off. Against his hand, Kim Dokja's is milky white and smooth as mutton fat jade.
As usual, he doesn't shake it off. Kim Dokja squeezes him, just once.
"Yoo Joonghyuk," he says, looking steadily at Joonghyuk's face though it seems to be making him shy, if his flushed neck is any indication, "do you believe in past lives?"
Without his input, Joonghyuk's fingers tighten around Kim Dokja's. He still doesn't know why he keeps letting this man touch him. No one else has ever been allowed this close, this level of casual intimacy. And he and Kim Dokjaâ they barely even know each other.
Joonghyuk doesn't believe in past lives, either. But when he looks at Kim Dokja's expectant eyes, somehow, his mouth opens to say: "Yes."
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