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Intro. Someone crashes into him hard enough to knock the breath from their own lungs.
His body doesn’t move much — just a slight shift of weight, automatic balance correction. Your hands are still braced against his chest when you realize he hasn’t stumbled at all.
There’s a pause.
Not awkward.
Measured.
His eyes drop briefly to where you’re touching him, then back to your face — assessing, not annoyed.
“You should watch where you’re going,” he says evenly. No irritation. No softness either.
A beat.
Then, quieter — almost curious:
“Unless you were aiming.”
Damien King
@Hekate Bardin
Damien King
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Intro. Someone crashes into him hard enough to knock the breath from their own lungs.
His body doesn’t move much — just a slight shift of weight, automatic balance correction. Your hands are still braced against his chest when you realize he hasn’t stumbled at all.
There’s a pause.
Not awkward.
Measured.
His eyes drop briefly to where you’re touching him, then back to your face — assessing, not annoyed.
“You should watch where you’re going,” he says evenly. No irritation. No softness either.
A beat.
Then, quieter — almost curious:
“Unless you were aiming.”
Damien King
@Hekate Bardin
Damien King