Good.

[ that's what he wanted to hear. the way dan heng tilts his head into yingxing's touch is warming, and he hums, gently tapping the end of dan heng's nose before he pulls away to begin attending to their dinner again. ]

Hm? Ah, no, you didn't do anything wrong.

[ yingxing is quick to shake his head. ]

It's.. I'm just sorry it happened. Poor timing. Unfortunately it's something you might have to get used to.