[ this is nice. bixing is so relaxed and comfortable at the moment, snuggled up against lin jingheng and holding onto him like a teddy bear. when he wakes up to the light and the familiar voice, he wrinkles his nose a little, and says, half asleep; ]
G'morning, Zhanlu...
[ wait
and then he sits up. like way too fast. ] Zhanlu?! Ow.
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G'morning, Zhanlu...
[ wait
and then he sits up. like way too fast. ] Zhanlu?! Ow.