[ he says this with a little smile, soft. tired, but still there, as he tilts his head into the fingertips that tuck his hair back, nuzzling into lin jingheng's hand wholesale, eyes closed.
(he doesn't say she reminds me so much of captain turan, because that wound still hurts like a fresh, open stab. he's not forgiven her. he's not sure he ever could. but maybe, with lin, he could... maybe. maybe. )
fate is always so cruel. haven't they both learned this lesson, by now? lu bixing's starting to become numb, to loss. he has to find his solace like this, in these little moments that remind him that they're both still here. ]
And you like that I'm cheeky. [ he turns his head a little, presses a kiss to his palm. ] So in that case, I win.
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[ he says this with a little smile, soft. tired, but still there, as he tilts his head into the fingertips that tuck his hair back, nuzzling into lin jingheng's hand wholesale, eyes closed.
(he doesn't say she reminds me so much of captain turan, because that wound still hurts like a fresh, open stab. he's not forgiven her. he's not sure he ever could. but maybe, with lin, he could... maybe. maybe. )
fate is always so cruel. haven't they both learned this lesson, by now? lu bixing's starting to become numb, to loss. he has to find his solace like this, in these little moments that remind him that they're both still here. ]
And you like that I'm cheeky. [ he turns his head a little, presses a kiss to his palm. ] So in that case, I win.