[xingchen isn't afraid of anything that dwells in the shadows. light attracts darkness, and it's in the darkness that he found xue yang. (in this life as well as his last. he is not the light that xue yang thinks he is. he's looking for the light, and he has to find it with him.)]
If you're not sure, that means there's a possibility that you could. [xingchen arches a brow at him. he doesn't worry about much of anything, and maybe that peace actually is rooted in a bit of naivety. but when yang slides his hand into his, xingchen grips it a little extra tightly tonight.] Now I know I have to go out. That's a risk I don't want to take.
[he smiles after the kiss, and willingly molds himself against yang's side. sometimes it feels like he could crush him. sometimes it feels like he wants to devour him. to be loved by xue yang is an intense experience, but it keeps xingchen attached to this world. he doesn't want to leave it, doesn't want to leave -him-, and yet something inside of him struggles with that sometimes. like a rabbit who's fallen in love with the wolf.
xingchen knows that it's useless to argue when he drapes his jacket around him. pointing out that now xue yang might get cold will do no good. his boyfriend is stubborn, and he rarely changes his mind on anything. so there's an amused shake of his head, but he accepts it graciously.]
It wasn't anything special. I finished organizing the food drive. One of the other volunteers kindly offered me free dance lessons at his studio.
[not that he could find the time for himself, but that would also take time away from xue yang. but maybe he could make it up to him. he reaches up to brush his fingertips along yang's jawline.]
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Date: 2019-12-21 11:18 pm (UTC)If you're not sure, that means there's a possibility that you could. [xingchen arches a brow at him. he doesn't worry about much of anything, and maybe that peace actually is rooted in a bit of naivety. but when yang slides his hand into his, xingchen grips it a little extra tightly tonight.] Now I know I have to go out. That's a risk I don't want to take.
[he smiles after the kiss, and willingly molds himself against yang's side. sometimes it feels like he could crush him. sometimes it feels like he wants to devour him. to be loved by xue yang is an intense experience, but it keeps xingchen attached to this world. he doesn't want to leave it, doesn't want to leave -him-, and yet something inside of him struggles with that sometimes. like a rabbit who's fallen in love with the wolf.
xingchen knows that it's useless to argue when he drapes his jacket around him. pointing out that now xue yang might get cold will do no good. his boyfriend is stubborn, and he rarely changes his mind on anything. so there's an amused shake of his head, but he accepts it graciously.]
It wasn't anything special. I finished organizing the food drive. One of the other volunteers kindly offered me free dance lessons at his studio.
[not that he could find the time for himself, but that would also take time away from xue yang. but maybe he could make it up to him. he reaches up to brush his fingertips along yang's jawline.]
I could dance for you, beloved. Imagine it.