[ ugh. it makes his heart ache, and something thick well up in his throat, and lu bixing bites the inside of his cheek to calm it back down. ]
...He did. [ he says, softly, letting out a tiny little laugh and turning his face into lin jingheng's shoulder to muffle the feeling, hiding there. ] I have been so lucky.
[ because he could've been scaramouche. in another life, he was that angry kid drawing nuclear weapon schematics in crayon, desperately trying to rebuild. he has been so lucky, to have monoeye, and to have lin. luckier than he can even really process, or even understand. this brings it into a sharp focus. ]
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...He did. [ he says, softly, letting out a tiny little laugh and turning his face into lin jingheng's shoulder to muffle the feeling, hiding there. ] I have been so lucky.
[ because he could've been scaramouche. in another life, he was that angry kid drawing nuclear weapon schematics in crayon, desperately trying to rebuild. he has been so lucky, to have monoeye, and to have lin. luckier than he can even really process, or even understand. this brings it into a sharp focus. ]