[He says it right away, without hesitation, but his voice stays quiet as well, matching Xingchen's volume. It seems more precious this way. More intimate. The way it should be, because who else needs to know? Who else can ever understand?]
You have me.
[He gestures with his arms, but also produces a sound with his tongue to accompany it, conveying the meaning. This is simple, this is obvious. This makes sense.]
[He didn't want to part with him, obviously, but whatever. He's trying to not upset him. In a way. He knows he always will and sometimes he enjoys that he can, but for the moment?]
[Distracted him by being beautiful, he imagines is the excuse. Not that Xingchen feels beautiful in pretty much any aspect, but that's not something worth arguing with Xue Yang.
At least this way he can prepare himself to meet the other man come tomorrow instead of getting surprised by him. That's probably for the best.]
Mn. I will meet you then.
[He gathers up the rest of his belongings. Now he just has to figure out what to do with all these new feelings and revelations. How to get through his life.]
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[He says it right away, without hesitation, but his voice stays quiet as well, matching Xingchen's volume. It seems more precious this way. More intimate. The way it should be, because who else needs to know? Who else can ever understand?]
You have me.
[He gestures with his arms, but also produces a sound with his tongue to accompany it, conveying the meaning. This is simple, this is obvious. This makes sense.]
Fair is fair.
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Thoughts race through his mind and he can do nothing but let them run their course.
Then why did you hurt me?
I shouldn't I shouldn't I shouldn't
This feels nice, to be liked and to like someone in turn.
He breathes in and he breathes out. What is he supposed to do?]
I see.
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[He didn't want to part with him, obviously, but whatever. He's trying to not upset him. In a way. He knows he always will and sometimes he enjoys that he can, but for the moment?]
It's late. You'll be tired otherwise.
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[He didn't think it was so late when he came out here, but maybe it was. Sometimes his internal clock doesn't work the way it should.]
Mn. Thank you. For your help.
[Xingchen rises to his feet, but then remembers something.]
How was your carving coming along?
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[He makes a vague sound that is accompanied by an equally vague gesture, then snorts.]
I'll get it to you tomorrow, daozhang. So you'll know to expect me. Won't that be nice? You won't have to miss me for long.
[The mockery in his voice is directed at himself rather than Xingchen, he does not believe the man ever misses him.]
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At least this way he can prepare himself to meet the other man come tomorrow instead of getting surprised by him. That's probably for the best.]
Mn. I will meet you then.
[He gathers up the rest of his belongings. Now he just has to figure out what to do with all these new feelings and revelations. How to get through his life.]