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"Fuck." Myungsu whispers, though he is unsure who he's cursing, himself or the city.
He feels the man's hand on his shoulder, gently holding him. Myungsu finds his feet under him, pulling back slightly. The city flares again and Myungsu tilts his head slightly, studying the man. There is something about him, a look on his face that Myungsu recognizes.
"Oh." Myungsu says, his voice soft. "You feel it." He says before he can think better of it.
The city hums it's pleasure as the man stares at him, open mouthed. Then, abruptly, it shuts. He studies Myungsu, backing away for a second and then stopping. Myungsu can see what he's feeling, it is written across his face. Myungsu thinks back to the train, to the man's gaze on his own. He thinks back to the station, to the way the city's hum changed when his gaze found the man's.
"Fuck." The man says, but there's a slow grin on his face.