[ he's definitely not dying inside or anything. it's not that he minds sharing space like that. it's no fault of souma's that he's awkward about it. he doesn't know what he does at night. how could he? plus, there was the bit there where he was getting up to do things in his sleep, apparently, so needless to say, he doesn't exactly trust himself not to be completely embarrassing.
he's busy stressing about this, which is why he probably misses souma's initial struggles with the zipper. it's not until he cursed it — in that very out of a period drama way — that jongdae catches on and realises what's happening. ]
Oh, hey... lemme do it. It's easier if you have two hands for that, I bet...
[ carefully he reaches over to help, holding souma's sleeve while he gently inches the zipper back open to release the trapped material slowly. ]
There. Zippers are kinda tricky, huh? You should've seen me the first time I figured out buttons.
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[ he's definitely not dying inside or anything. it's not that he minds sharing space like that. it's no fault of souma's that he's awkward about it. he doesn't know what he does at night. how could he? plus, there was the bit there where he was getting up to do things in his sleep, apparently, so needless to say, he doesn't exactly trust himself not to be completely embarrassing.
he's busy stressing about this, which is why he probably misses souma's initial struggles with the zipper. it's not until he cursed it — in that very out of a period drama way — that jongdae catches on and realises what's happening. ]
Oh, hey... lemme do it. It's easier if you have two hands for that, I bet...
[ carefully he reaches over to help, holding souma's sleeve while he gently inches the zipper back open to release the trapped material slowly. ]
There. Zippers are kinda tricky, huh? You should've seen me the first time I figured out buttons.