[ funnily enough, it's dan heng's stress that urges him to be calm. he can't freak out, can't make dan heng worry any more than he should - after all, like he'd said, what's done is done. they can't undo what's already happened, all they can do is do better from this moment, even if yingxing can't help but to feel exceedingly guilty.

he's the elder here, and by a good margin. the onus was on him to behave appropriately, not to fuck dan heng like they're two stupid teenagers not thinking about the possible ramifications of their actions.

his expression softens, and he turns back to dan heng, leaning one one hand while he lifts the other to tuck an errant tuft of hair behind his pointed ear. then, dipping his head, he touches their brows together, nudging his nose alongside dan heng's. ]

Sounds like a good plan.

[ for now, and in the future. he caught that little comment, and he's not arguing it, not in the slightest. he wants more of this, more of them. ]

All right, let's get cleaned up, and I'll head to the pharmacy while you eat. I, uh.. don't have anything on hand.

[ he doesn't bring people back to his apartment, generally speaking, unless they're in a trusting relationship, and considering he hasn't been in any of those recently.. well. anyway, he kisses dan heng's soft mouth, then finally pulls away to get to his feet. ]