[blade leans into jing yuan’s touch- and turns his face into it, briefly, hiding like one of his finches seeking safety in his hand. (and wishing, really, that jing yuan could shelter him, like he did for everyone else.)
it’s too much, too quickly, and he flinches away like he realizes what he was doing. he props up dan heng by the waist, instead, looking at his face.]
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it’s too much, too quickly, and he flinches away like he realizes what he was doing. he props up dan heng by the waist, instead, looking at his face.]
Take your time to adjust.