[ waking up in the ballpit to the dulcet tones of eto is dead sure is a great way to wake up, right?
lu bixing is covering his tracks and lin jingheng knows it, he knows that he's pushing away every instinct to mourn and instead is saving face with his head held high. lin jingheng is no fool, he knows what years do to a man, but he will never forgive himself for this, for letting lu bixing become this and letting the galaxy carve him out in this way. everyone must grow up, it's true, but must they grow up like this?
he leads lu bixing out of the bar after their goodbyes, taking him by the shoulder and steering him quietly to whichever one of their rooms is unoccupied. once there, it's easy to shut the door and pivot lu bixing so that they are facing one another, his hands resting on his shoulders until one lifts to gently tip lu's chin, a thumb pressed to the center. ]
Don't put on a show for me like you did the others.
[ his expression is hard. tell me how you REALLY feel, bitch. ]
w1, friday
lu bixing is covering his tracks and lin jingheng knows it, he knows that he's pushing away every instinct to mourn and instead is saving face with his head held high. lin jingheng is no fool, he knows what years do to a man, but he will never forgive himself for this, for letting lu bixing become this and letting the galaxy carve him out in this way. everyone must grow up, it's true, but must they grow up like this?
he leads lu bixing out of the bar after their goodbyes, taking him by the shoulder and steering him quietly to whichever one of their rooms is unoccupied. once there, it's easy to shut the door and pivot lu bixing so that they are facing one another, his hands resting on his shoulders until one lifts to gently tip lu's chin, a thumb pressed to the center. ]
Don't put on a show for me like you did the others.
[ his expression is hard. tell me how you REALLY feel, bitch. ]