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[ thanks to @ask-tmaph-2pdenmark for the drawing !! love you char <3 ] With a short exhale, Jaroslav ghosts his hand over the door knob, hesitating slightly as he opens it, only to be greeted by the tiny smile of a porcelain face. His small, genuine smile turns into a grimace yet again.
“Hey, hi, hi! We’re gonna go to bed now—okay! Cool catching up!”
He pulls Yilin along with him, hard, between the tiny journey from the bathroom and the bedroom, and shuts the door in the doll’s face.
Yilin’s thoughts flash back to stomping the doll again; alarmed at his own first concept of a plan in action, he looks away from the doll’s face.
He quickly wishes the doll a good night, sticking close to Jaroslav, almost bumping into him. Being yanked along is something he doesn’t mind, since it’s away from that thing.
“Hey, um, do you want to share my bunk? Or yours? Either works!”
“Yeah! ‘Course! Let's— yours works!”
Already close to Yilin, Jaroslav inches nearer so that his free hand brushes the side of Yilin’s face as if telling him a secret, leaning to whisper an, “in case we need to run” into his ear as they stand before the bunk-bed.
It’s great to hear Jaroslav agree. Being alone is the last thing Yilin wanted.
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