[ slowly, he lets his palm stroke down his shoulder, feels the way lu bixing pushes his face into him and hides away from the world. lin jingheng closes his eyes and curls in close with him, reaching for one of the drinks blindly from the nightstand. he doesn't really know which it is and he doesn't care, just taking a sip from the rim of it and then nuzzling into lu bixing's hair softly. ]
... There are people here who have been just as lucky to have met you.
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... There are people here who have been just as lucky to have met you.