#Joongdok fanfic
Kim Dokja learned Yoo Joonghyukโs footsteps before he learned how to breathe around him.
Yjh always returned late. His steps were controlled, measured, as if even the floor did not deserve the full weight of him. When the door opened, kdj would already-
Sometimes, Kdj still thought about how careful Yjh had been. How gentle. How kind.
But kindness without reassurance was still abandonment.
Now, when someone sits beside Kdj, he waits.
If they donโt ask him to stay-
He leaves.
Yjhโs expression broke then, like something finally cracking under pressure. But Kdj had already learned how to stand without leaning.
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They didnโt end with anger.
They ended with understanding that came too late to be useful.