I'm in love with the man and his many facets. If you want me to call you 'Blade', then I will. And I intend to stay with you, no matter how it may hurt.

( jing yuan tells him, bare-faced and honest. surely he must know what jing yuan intends even now; how he pursues him relentlessly, how he loves him even if he's different. he wears new scars, his smiles are a thing in the past, and what emerged from prison is a cold, broken, bitter man — but in the end, yingxing is still his. scars, wounds, that barren, empty shell that he once was... all of it is still his, even if the edges cut.

he reaches down and takes his hand, pressing a kiss to where a ring ought to be. he takes his time, presses another kiss, and nuzzles into it. )

You're hurting even more than I am. Aren't you?