[ slowly, he trails a cautious hand up and down his arm, meant to keep him warm as he just kind of vibes with him. he helps to keep the ice propped up against bixing's ribs with one hand, lazily drumming fingers against it as he feels their foreheads press gently together.
his eyes flutter a little bit and he tilts his head a bit, kisses the space beneath his eye with a soft huff and then returns to press forehead to forehead. ]
this is so nice. the skinship is such a reminder - after the horrors of his little adventure earlier in the week, bixing has especially been seeking this out, nearly as clingy as he was the first week they were here. it's a hollow echo of that memory, but when he closes his eyes, sometimes, he still sees the image of lin jingheng being pulled off of that cliff. when he sees the dark eyes that stared at him like nothing.
looks like they made it, lin says. it shakes him out of that old vision, and he closes his remaining eye and tilts his head to meet the forehead bonk gently. ]
...yeah. [ for all that they've lost. ] We're not quite done yet, though.
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his eyes flutter a little bit and he tilts his head a bit, kisses the space beneath his eye with a soft huff and then returns to press forehead to forehead. ]
... Looks like we made it...
[ unhappily said. ]
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this is so nice. the skinship is such a reminder - after the horrors of his little adventure earlier in the week, bixing has especially been seeking this out, nearly as clingy as he was the first week they were here. it's a hollow echo of that memory, but when he closes his eyes, sometimes, he still sees the image of lin jingheng being pulled off of that cliff. when he sees the dark eyes that stared at him like nothing.
looks like they made it, lin says. it shakes him out of that old vision, and he closes his remaining eye and tilts his head to meet the forehead bonk gently. ]
...yeah. [ for all that they've lost. ] We're not quite done yet, though.