[ Instead of withdrawing, Xingchen pulls him closer. No one has ever done that, not with Runyu. He feels himself melting helplessly into the embrace and sighs sadly at the news. ]
A-Chen, I'm sorry. [ This time for Xingchen's loss. The tentacle the sweet man holds curls gently around his wrist. The color of his skin abruptly goes crimson at being told Xingchen loves 'A-Yu.' Him. ]
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Date: 2023-11-08 01:03 am (UTC)From:A-Chen, I'm sorry. [ This time for Xingchen's loss. The tentacle the sweet man holds curls gently around his wrist. The color of his skin abruptly goes crimson at being told Xingchen loves 'A-Yu.' Him. ]
You...do? You think so?
[ They might need him? ]
Then I'll come. [ How could he not? ]