[ he slowly pulls the blanket off his face, recognizing the voice almost immediately--- if not for the fact he would call their first meeting a dream, this would make this second one more than just a coincidence. ]
Are you sure we're not married?
[ hung remembers. it hits him almost like a near-concussion would and he feels for his ring finger to see if there's anything on it. nope. still, he's relieved that he's not in front of a total stranger, especially when his robes are struggling to keep itself together with hung's broad furry shoulders causing him slight discomfort. ]
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Are you sure we're not married?
[ hung remembers. it hits him almost like a near-concussion would and he feels for his ring finger to see if there's anything on it. nope. still, he's relieved that he's not in front of a total stranger, especially when his robes are struggling to keep itself together with hung's broad furry shoulders causing him slight discomfort. ]
This isn't some kind of honeymoon?