[ Xue Yang goes quiet for a moment, dumbstruck, but then something twists inside him. It's sharp, and tight, and he doesn't like the feeling of it but it feels a lot like what he felt as he caught Xiao Xingchen in his arms and carried him to bed after releasing him from the cage.
He laughs again, unable to suppress the edge it has, because if he doesn't laugh then the only other way he knows how to handle this feeling is through violence.
Isn't it great? Isn't it hilarious? The great Xiao Xingchen being this affectionate towards Xue Yang of all people. He ducks his head to obscure his expression for a moment, not trusting himself not to grin a little too widely, clutching the box a little too tightly in his arms. ]
Daozhang.
[ His voice is heavy, and he suddenly reaches out, grabs Xiao Xingchen's robe, pulls the two of them close together, and shoves his face against Xiao Xingchen's neck. He's still making a dangerous expression, and he knows it. ]
Let's do it. Right now.
[ Xue Yang needs to get this energy out before he stabs someone. ]
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He laughs again, unable to suppress the edge it has, because if he doesn't laugh then the only other way he knows how to handle this feeling is through violence.
Isn't it great? Isn't it hilarious? The great Xiao Xingchen being this affectionate towards Xue Yang of all people. He ducks his head to obscure his expression for a moment, not trusting himself not to grin a little too widely, clutching the box a little too tightly in his arms. ]
Daozhang.
[ His voice is heavy, and he suddenly reaches out, grabs Xiao Xingchen's robe, pulls the two of them close together, and shoves his face against Xiao Xingchen's neck. He's still making a dangerous expression, and he knows it. ]
Let's do it. Right now.
[ Xue Yang needs to get this energy out before he stabs someone. ]