...Lao Wen? [Zishu whispers in awe, shifting so he can hold his lover with both arms. The wine is forgotten.
Could that little boy be - ? And then...
Well he knows what happened. He doesn't care if his beloved fusses, though he doubts he will: Zishu pulls him back into his lap. With his heart hammering in his ears, he keeps his touches soft.]
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Could that little boy be - ? And then...
Well he knows what happened. He doesn't care if his beloved fusses, though he doubts he will: Zishu pulls him back into his lap. With his heart hammering in his ears, he keeps his touches soft.]
I loved you then, too. So much.