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[There isn't really a big moment of his memories of Dan Heng returning; one seconds it's not there, and the next it is, all of his brain cells revolting at the influx of information.
He inhales sharply, his hand shooting out to grab Dan Heng's outstretched one.]
He inhales sharply, his hand shooting out to grab Dan Heng's outstretched one.]
...I think the other pieces need to be solved?
[They really do, but not because of Dan Feng not remembering every single way he'd taken comfort in Dan Heng's love, but because all of Dan Feng's horrid, insane affections were focused on Dan Heng.]
[They really do, but not because of Dan Feng not remembering every single way he'd taken comfort in Dan Heng's love, but because all of Dan Feng's horrid, insane affections were focused on Dan Heng.]
Can you...?
[It's probably worth a try, but Dan Feng is a little busy squirming under him, thighs flexing as he decides whether it's worth making a break for it.]
It's- baby like. Baobei. [He covers his face, looking somewhere down in the valley of Dan Heng's chest, mortified.] And baby because you are my successor.
[It's probably worth a try, but Dan Feng is a little busy squirming under him, thighs flexing as he decides whether it's worth making a break for it.]
It's- baby like. Baobei. [He covers his face, looking somewhere down in the valley of Dan Heng's chest, mortified.] And baby because you are my successor.
[He'll look back at this possessiveness and probably slam Dan Heng against the nearest flat surface and kiss him stupid, but right now he's too busy trying to control his breathing, because he hasn't wanted someone so badly in - so long...?]
Are- are we good for one another?
Are- are we good for one another?
[At some point Jing Yuan has stopped clinging to Dan Feng long enough to shower and let the husband in question go fetch clean clothes. This means it's a great time to go looking for Dan Heng!]
🐉🏃🏻♂️❓️
🐉🏃🏻♂️❓️
[Jing Yuan is still damp from his shower, because he doesn't have the energy to bother with things like blow drying and bedtime skin/hair routines today. He's flopped on the ground with the blankets originally from his room and is being a sad puddle.]
Welcome home. Have you not had time for a bath yet?
Welcome home. Have you not had time for a bath yet?
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