There was a time when I thought you'd be gone with the morning light.

[neither one was very big on commitment, or at least not when it came to talking about it. maybe xingchen is a little too accepting, because they were pretty much living together before he realized just how serious it was for xue yang too. the soft tone of his voice and the smile on his lips tells xue yang that he's happy those days of quiet doubt are over. because he does believe that the two of them are destined to walk together for a long time yet.

he hums at the tightened grip, like it doesn't hurt at all. if it does, it only means that he needs to press closer.]

Hmm, Jing. It was kind of him.

[because that's all it was to xingchen, kindness, choosing blind trust over believing that it was anything tainted. he laughs at the feeling of xue yang's teeth nipping his skin. they're sharp in their own way. for a moment xingchen imagines them ripping his throat open, which makes him unconsciously lift a hand to the pale skin of his own neck. but then xue yang's words are surprising him, making him smile again.]

You've never said anything about wanting to learn how to dance before.

[not that he minds, not at all. xingchen taps his shoulder before pointing to the door of the cafe.]

I think I'll get some hot tea. Let me guess, hot chocolate for you? [and then, almost teasingly:] No misbehaving in here.