lin jingheng walks over and sits on the edge of the bed. he glances at the book itself at first like what book is this before he lifts it up off his face. ]
Don't fall asleep like that... [ softly, just in case he's actually asleep. ]
[ the book is h of h playbook by Anne Carson! it’s already been marked and dog eared and when Lin picks it up, he will find the person underneath it is awake. he opens his eye to look up, expression softening immediately, and then huffs. ]
….I finished it already, and I can’t go to the library or the bookstore…
he smiles a little bit, eye fluttering closed again, as he reaches out to gently curl his fingers against the fabric of lin's shirt if he's close enough, and quotes; ]
[ have you ever just seen a man look so in love. he looks so, so in love it's disgusting. ]
...Exactly. [ forward, continuing. like an arrow already fired. god. his lin... romantic and charming and he read his nerdy book. ] Can you come a little closer..?
[ he props himself up on his elbow and immediately leans in to steal a kiss. does it hurt? yes. is it worth it? yes.
bixing does have to lift a hand to brace gently on the back of his neck when he does so, and that reminds when he pulls back, smiling, eye all twinkly and happy. ]
[ he leans in just to make sure bixing doesn't have to prop himself up too hard, gives him a kiss back to entice him to lay all the way down and rest. truly. when they part, the smile practically forces one out of lin jingheng, a faint curl at the corner of his mouth. ]
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lin jingheng walks over and sits on the edge of the bed. he glances at the book itself at first like what book is this before he lifts it up off his face. ]
Don't fall asleep like that... [ softly, just in case he's actually asleep. ]
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….I finished it already, and I can’t go to the library or the bookstore…
[ TRAGIC
he’s just being dramatic ]
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The madness of a hero. There's only so much a man can take. Doesn't matter how much god he does or doesn't have inside of him.
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he smiles a little bit, eye fluttering closed again, as he reaches out to gently curl his fingers against the fabric of lin's shirt if he's close enough, and quotes; ]
"You're my tugboat, now."
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[ he places a hand where fingers clutch at his shirt. he takes them and examines them briefly before pressing a kiss to his knuckles. ]
"Forward only."
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...Exactly. [ forward, continuing. like an arrow already fired. god. his lin... romantic and charming and he read his nerdy book. ] Can you come a little closer..?
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Hm?
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bixing does have to lift a hand to brace gently on the back of his neck when he does so, and that reminds when he pulls back, smiling, eye all twinkly and happy. ]
Better.
[ gross. ]
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I could go for you.