[ He hums as he's pulled back to lie on the blankets, content to curl up alongside Yingxing—and if his head is resting more against the other's chest and shoulder than the bedding, who can blame him, really? ]

Me too. And where we are now... we picked the best spot to eat... and to sleep. It's beautiful.

[ He looks up, taking a moment to admire the wash of colors against the older man's skin. ]

The reflection of the water makes your hair look blue.