[ It's one timer internally set for two minutes that, during the next five days, becomes many, the two of them entangling themselves in one another over and over again—so much so, in fact, that Dan Heng is almost disappointed the first time he wakes up feeling finally free of his heat, the cloying fever and gnawing need entirely absent for the first time in a week.
There's a part of him that almost doesn't want to tell Yingxing. Now that he's back to himself, the logic of their situation settles on him as cold as ice. Who Yingxing is, who he is, their age difference... just a few barriers among many...
But he's nothing if not honest. It's with a soft sigh that he nudges the other awake, a soft kiss pressed to the underside of his chin. ]
It's over, [ he says, voice soft, once he feels Yingxing stir. ]
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There's a part of him that almost doesn't want to tell Yingxing. Now that he's back to himself, the logic of their situation settles on him as cold as ice. Who Yingxing is, who he is, their age difference... just a few barriers among many...
But he's nothing if not honest. It's with a soft sigh that he nudges the other awake, a soft kiss pressed to the underside of his chin. ]
It's over, [ he says, voice soft, once he feels Yingxing stir. ]