he can't exactly deny that blade is wrong, however. as much as he would like to say otherwise he knows he would have gotten stuck in his own head again, allowing his thoughts to entangle him until was unable to move. this way he didn't have to chance to get entangled in his own doubts, and as a result... well, things have worked out haven't they?
jing yuan inhales sharply as blade's arm slips around his waist, warm like a flame he has no other choice but to be drawn too. he leans against blade as they walk, chuckling lowly as he slips his own arm around blade's waist─ a return of the gesture. ]
Later, then. I will hold you to it.
[ jing yuan slips from blade's grasp the moment they reach the blanket, sitting down before the bento specifically personalized for him. he wonders, quietly, just for how long he has been a subject of their thoughts. just how long had they planned on encircling him like they had. it is clear to him now that his feelings weren't one sided, that this wasn't just all in his own head. how long would they have danced around each other before someone made a move?
well, it doesn't matter now. the move has been made and they have gotten their claws into him, holding him tight and fast. ]
And to think you claimed you had much to learn in the culinary arts, A-Heng.
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he can't exactly deny that blade is wrong, however. as much as he would like to say otherwise he knows he would have gotten stuck in his own head again, allowing his thoughts to entangle him until was unable to move. this way he didn't have to chance to get entangled in his own doubts, and as a result... well, things have worked out haven't they?
jing yuan inhales sharply as blade's arm slips around his waist, warm like a flame he has no other choice but to be drawn too. he leans against blade as they walk, chuckling lowly as he slips his own arm around blade's waist─ a return of the gesture. ]
Later, then. I will hold you to it.
[ jing yuan slips from blade's grasp the moment they reach the blanket, sitting down before the bento specifically personalized for him. he wonders, quietly, just for how long he has been a subject of their thoughts. just how long had they planned on encircling him like they had. it is clear to him now that his feelings weren't one sided, that this wasn't just all in his own head. how long would they have danced around each other before someone made a move?
well, it doesn't matter now. the move has been made and they have gotten their claws into him, holding him tight and fast. ]
And to think you claimed you had much to learn in the culinary arts, A-Heng.