[ Kexing knows Zishu loves him too, by the real smiles he gets. By those sweet words being said. By how Zishu seems to always lean into wherever he sits or stands.
He sighs softly under those fingers and lets his eyes close as the force of his smile softens. His cheeks pink happily at the kiss to his forehead and he tilts his head up in silent request for a proper kiss. ]
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He sighs softly under those fingers and lets his eyes close as the force of his smile softens. His cheeks pink happily at the kiss to his forehead and he tilts his head up in silent request for a proper kiss. ]
Of course I need you. Always.