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XX. ━━ this hunt was the last thing he had in mind when yonghan considered something fun. if he was honest, he would have much rather let myunghan take the glory while he basked in the early dying light of a winter’s day back at his own estate by a fire, perhaps creating a fire of his own. but as fate would have it, instead he’s in his hunting attire, out amongst the brush and the newly fallen snow. the world smells too clean to him like this. it almost burns his insides from the purity of it.
his reason for even being here is jung hyukun. as many would have guessed; it’s hard to find one of the men without the other if the sickly young lord manages to leave the jung estate. this, though, is a bad idea. hyukun can’t handle the exertion of a game like this. ( still, he remembers the determination in his eyes when he said he has to try. yonghan will one day kill the old jung lord for making his son like this. )
it’s almost midday now, the hunt already gone for at least an hour and a half. they’re supposed to regroup, and yonghan is ticking off the familiar faces as they each check in with their leader - all except, hyukun. the irritation is settling in, the discomfort and the unease. yonghan’s expression is turning darker, colder, and he doesn’t say anything when he leaves the camp. instead, his feet take him back into the woods to hunt - not for a boar, but for jung hyukun.
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