[ tomorrow's victim is lu bixing, found dead of cardiac arrest from lin jingheng flirting like this with him on curfew
anyway yeah he's just being. so cute. it's unbearable? it helps to soothe some of that anxious nerve that hits every single thursday, and lu bixing's mouth quirks up happily at the corners, and he happily goes where he is pulled, sliding an ankle between lin's to tangle them up forward, arching into that thumb that strokes his spine.
he peeks over lin jingheng's shoulder when he says that - if he had a tail, it would be wagging - and then ducks in and steals a kiss. it's supposed to be a cute, playful peck, but it lingers, with that slightly sour reminder that he tries so hard not think about that he could wake up, and lin could be gone.
when he pulls back, nudging his nose gently against lin jingheng's, he murmurs: ] Is that why you wanted to come over here?
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anyway yeah he's just being. so cute. it's unbearable? it helps to soothe some of that anxious nerve that hits every single thursday, and lu bixing's mouth quirks up happily at the corners, and he happily goes where he is pulled, sliding an ankle between lin's to tangle them up forward, arching into that thumb that strokes his spine.
he peeks over lin jingheng's shoulder when he says that - if he had a tail, it would be wagging - and then ducks in and steals a kiss. it's supposed to be a cute, playful peck, but it lingers, with that slightly sour reminder that he tries so hard not think about that he could wake up, and lin could be gone.
when he pulls back, nudging his nose gently against lin jingheng's, he murmurs: ] Is that why you wanted to come over here?
[ happy... so happy...... ]