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jiang cheng. ([personal profile] fennu) wrote 2025-01-25 04:57 pm (UTC)

[ The dock is quiet, and the only sounds around them are their breathing - Jiang Cheng's harsher from tears and the desperate need to not sob - and the ripple of the water shifting in the wind, the flowers of the pier filling the air with the familiar smell. Jiang Cheng had grown up here, lived here, had his heart die here and forced himself to come back to life in this place. It had been the only home he knew for so long, and now...

Now it feels like something so, so different, but he doesn't know how he could sit down and tell anyone else that. Perhaps it's a reason why no one had ever seen fit to take him for husband, had ever seen fit to accept him as a possible match. He could not speak, could not explain his hurts, his sadness, his pains, and no one would ever know the truth of all the things that he had been through.

There's a kiss, then, to his forehead, to his temple, an echo of something that had happened a thousand times before, and Jiang Cheng thinks, he wonders - why.

When he leans back, face damp with tears, their noses brush, and he is stuck in a long moment. Possessed with something - desire, anger, an intense feeling that feels so intrinsically familiar to him, it's like breathing - he leans in, and their lips brush.

It's a kiss, or an echo of one, and he flinches himself immediately after it, as if someone has punched him in the gut. ]

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