[ stupid. cute. big brown (boomhauer voice) dang ole eyes. the bruises on his chest are concurrent with being smacked by branches on the way down like a cartoon and then just being dropped onto the ground. and also from like bumping into shit yesterday and just being an unlucky mess so it truly does look like his bruises have bruises.
the curfew really does make it all worse, and lin jingheng makes sure to wrap an arm around lu bixing's side, to assure him by pulling him further into his gravity. ]
You know how they get.
[ his thumb slowly strokes downwards, a steady rhythm along the dip in lu bixing's spine. he does maybe (playfully) lift his head a bit more like he's looking before slowly easing back. ]
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the curfew really does make it all worse, and lin jingheng makes sure to wrap an arm around lu bixing's side, to assure him by pulling him further into his gravity. ]
You know how they get.
[ his thumb slowly strokes downwards, a steady rhythm along the dip in lu bixing's spine. he does maybe (playfully) lift his head a bit more like he's looking before slowly easing back. ]
Don't see any kids right now.
[ please know this is all just deadpan. ]