[there is something that xue yang isn't telling him. xingchen's felt it lately, when his boyfriend goes too still the way that he is now. xue yang has never been still before. the smile used to never drop from his lips, and xingchen would never wake up in the middle of the night to find xue yang's side of the bed empty. he's found him staring into the mirror like he thinks his own reflection can give him answers.
these little things are starting to add up, concerns for himself and concerns for xue yang. it feels like something is bearing down on them both, closer every night, a tidal wave threatening to crash into them and carry him away from xue yang.
he covers xue yang's hands with his own, squeezing them as if to whisper that he won't let go. he'll hold on too. he won't leave him alone this time. he moves with him when his hand slides lower, humming at the little tease of it. xingchen turns around them, leaning back against the door as he looks into the other man's eyes. he never gets tired of that, never feels like he has enough of just...looking at him. but after a moment he reaches down for the doorknob and turns it, leading them both into their darkened apartment.]
I want you to take me apart. [he has no doubt of that. xingchen cups his chin and draws him closer for a kiss, deep enough that he can taste the perpetual sweetness on xue yang's tongue. he works xue yang's shirt up and over his head, hands sliding over his skin, slender fingers curling against the back of his neck as they kiss and come up for air and repeat it all over again.] And then I want you to put me back together again...Can you do that for me, baby?
[xingchen backs away, eyes dark and focused on him as he undresses for him at the doorway to their bedroom. whatever it is that's coming, it can't have him tonight. tonight, he belongs to xue yang.
it could never occur to him that the monster that's coming for him and xue yang are one and the same.]
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Date: 2020-01-20 11:43 pm (UTC)these little things are starting to add up, concerns for himself and concerns for xue yang. it feels like something is bearing down on them both, closer every night, a tidal wave threatening to crash into them and carry him away from xue yang.
he covers xue yang's hands with his own, squeezing them as if to whisper that he won't let go. he'll hold on too. he won't leave him alone this time. he moves with him when his hand slides lower, humming at the little tease of it. xingchen turns around them, leaning back against the door as he looks into the other man's eyes. he never gets tired of that, never feels like he has enough of just...looking at him. but after a moment he reaches down for the doorknob and turns it, leading them both into their darkened apartment.]
I want you to take me apart. [he has no doubt of that. xingchen cups his chin and draws him closer for a kiss, deep enough that he can taste the perpetual sweetness on xue yang's tongue. he works xue yang's shirt up and over his head, hands sliding over his skin, slender fingers curling against the back of his neck as they kiss and come up for air and repeat it all over again.] And then I want you to put me back together again...Can you do that for me, baby?
[xingchen backs away, eyes dark and focused on him as he undresses for him at the doorway to their bedroom. whatever it is that's coming, it can't have him tonight. tonight, he belongs to xue yang.
it could never occur to him that the monster that's coming for him and xue yang are one and the same.]