[ well. typically, he likes to lock up as hard as he can. as date has probably noticed.
he's quiet for a moment, looking down at his work. date has seen his worst memory, and has been very patient and persistent, over weeks of friendship. it's a long, thoughtful pause - if date's not patient with it, the moment will fade. but, if he waits, eventually, lu bixing says very, very softly: ]
...Hours before Lin died, I knew he was going to run into something dangerous, and I tried to stop him - or, really, I tried to bring him some backup that I knew he was going to need. I met up with his second in command, who offered me a mech to follow him in. I got in the elevator on her ship, to go to the mech bay, and when I did, the doors closed and the room was flooded with an anesthetic gas. On Lin's orders. When I woke up, he was dead.
[ every thursday is hell, for lu bixing. every single thursday, he relieves the worst day of his life, wakes up startled and desperate and reaching for lin jingheng. he has nightmares, every day of the week, that one day he'll be awakened from a forced curfew slumber and lin will be gone. ]
... I don't know if I can take it, to lose him like that again. I'm not strong enough. [ there's a soft, wet laugh. ] I've never been more scared of something in my entire life.
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he's quiet for a moment, looking down at his work. date has seen his worst memory, and has been very patient and persistent, over weeks of friendship. it's a long, thoughtful pause - if date's not patient with it, the moment will fade. but, if he waits, eventually, lu bixing says very, very softly: ]
...Hours before Lin died, I knew he was going to run into something dangerous, and I tried to stop him - or, really, I tried to bring him some backup that I knew he was going to need. I met up with his second in command, who offered me a mech to follow him in. I got in the elevator on her ship, to go to the mech bay, and when I did, the doors closed and the room was flooded with an anesthetic gas. On Lin's orders. When I woke up, he was dead.
[ every thursday is hell, for lu bixing. every single thursday, he relieves the worst day of his life, wakes up startled and desperate and reaching for lin jingheng. he has nightmares, every day of the week, that one day he'll be awakened from a forced curfew slumber and lin will be gone. ]
... I don't know if I can take it, to lose him like that again. I'm not strong enough. [ there's a soft, wet laugh. ] I've never been more scared of something in my entire life.