[the way he cradles the back of dan heng’s head, the way he presses lips to his temple, quiet, encouraging sounds, is entirely automatic.
blade doesn’t fight the long-buried rightness of it, and when he meets jing yuan’s eyes over dan heng’s trembling shoulders, his eyes are bright with unshed tears.]
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[the way he cradles the back of dan heng’s head, the way he presses lips to his temple, quiet, encouraging sounds, is entirely automatic.
blade doesn’t fight the long-buried rightness of it, and when he meets jing yuan’s eyes over dan heng’s trembling shoulders, his eyes are bright with unshed tears.]