"... But I don't want to get rid of the -" Mm. The bruises from Shang Beida are nice, but he... really should heal himself. "No one's cared about me like you, either..." He reaches out to grab the other's arm gently, his bruises fading. His body relaxes slightly and he sighs, hair falling in front of his face. "... Love you, schatzi."
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Date: 2024-05-06 11:48 pm (UTC)From: