[ yeah, this is... this is definitely the puppy behavior that jingheng knows. he can practically hear every molecule in bixing's body vibrating for some sort of grasp of what once was.
what still is, just behind fogged glass.
i wish i could tell you what i did to get back to you. but he's always been of fewer words. so instead he reaches up a hand and very carefully sets it on lu bixing's wrist, pulling it forward to that he can cup the back of his hand and
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what still is, just behind fogged glass.
i wish i could tell you what i did to get back to you. but he's always been of fewer words. so instead he reaches up a hand and very carefully sets it on lu bixing's wrist, pulling it forward to that he can cup the back of his hand and
just brings it up to hold it to his own cheek. ]
Wherever you go.
Even Hell.