His breath catches at the press of lips, his fingers curling into fabric as he makes a soft sound, his eyes closing. "Good. You're doing better." But it's going to take time to build him up, to get him able to do more and function for longer periods.
Xichen settles easily, letting Mingjue's weight pin him down against the cushion, fingers curling in his hair as his head tips back, resting against the cushion.
"Da Ge." It's soft, fingers smoothing through the other man's hair.
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Date: 2020-09-20 06:53 pm (UTC)From:"Come and sit. You need to rest."
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Date: 2020-09-20 07:39 pm (UTC)From:Sit.
Rest.
Hm.
Without releasing his hold on his lover, he guides them to the nearest cushion before pressing Xichen down and following.
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Date: 2020-09-20 07:42 pm (UTC)From:"Da Ge." It's soft, fingers smoothing through the other man's hair.