[ when dan heng grabs at his towel, yingxing arches a brow. he's seen it all?? hello??

but his smile persists as he moves toward him, resting his hands on dan heng's hips to pull him in nearer, dipping his head to touch their brows together. yeah, he's happy. happy that dan heng trusts him. happy that he feels like he's being taken care of. ]

.. you know he'll figure it out, right?

[ he says softly, then lifts one hand to cradle dan heng's jaw, his roughened thumb smoothing over his cheek. ]

I won't tell him, but he's not stupid. If you want to continue this.. it's only a matter of time.