[ The immediate instinct is to flinch, to try and shove his brother away and refuse to let him take the final layer off and away. The scars are burdens that Jiang Cheng has carried for so many years now, and the idea of someone else seeing them again makes something painful and nauseated roll up in his stomach. Everything he had tried to reduce the appearance of the marks had failed, and no matter what he didn’t he couldn’t overcome just how ashamed they made him feel, even if his reason for having them was a good one.
They’re burdens, reminders of the sacrifice he’d made for his brother and sister, but they’re also echoes of what he had lost. He hadn’t been able to save them in the end, and he’d become useless and average as a result. Can he even claim his successes as his own if the golden core inside himself was what remained of Wei Wuxian’s? Was it ever his strength that did it?
The kiss tugs at him, makes him come back to himself, and he makes an irritated sound against his brother’s mouth before he reaches up to cuff him gently around the side of his head. ]
What do you think you’re doing? I left it on for a reason!
[ Pink with shame, he scowls, still wanting but cautious, afraid of the reaction that might come now that he’s truly bare. ]
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They’re burdens, reminders of the sacrifice he’d made for his brother and sister, but they’re also echoes of what he had lost. He hadn’t been able to save them in the end, and he’d become useless and average as a result. Can he even claim his successes as his own if the golden core inside himself was what remained of Wei Wuxian’s? Was it ever his strength that did it?
The kiss tugs at him, makes him come back to himself, and he makes an irritated sound against his brother’s mouth before he reaches up to cuff him gently around the side of his head. ]
What do you think you’re doing? I left it on for a reason!
[ Pink with shame, he scowls, still wanting but cautious, afraid of the reaction that might come now that he’s truly bare. ]
I should’ve left you out there.