lin jingheng isn't afraid of the openness of the air around them right now, he's not anxious of anyone happening upon them, because right now there's a heliocentricity to lu boxing, the mad genius and young man (even after all this time).
it's been a long time, and each touch feels like it warms over long frostbitten nerves under his skin. he lets him crowd him against the dock and he smiles, a small, satisfied thing when they kiss that imprints itself on lu bixing's lips.
he just holds tightly to him, fingers digging slightly into his shirt. ]
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lin jingheng isn't afraid of the openness of the air around them right now, he's not anxious of anyone happening upon them, because right now there's a heliocentricity to lu boxing, the mad genius and young man (even after all this time).
it's been a long time, and each touch feels like it warms over long frostbitten nerves under his skin. he lets him crowd him against the dock and he smiles, a small, satisfied thing when they kiss that imprints itself on lu bixing's lips.
he just holds tightly to him, fingers digging slightly into his shirt. ]