[ xichen hasn't seen that look before, not on his husband's face. not quite like this.
instinctively though, he knows. he knows what this means, that they need to get away from the door at least and somewhere safer. his hold on jiang cheng tightens, pulling him more firmly into his chest as if there were any closer to go. ] Have you made a nest?
[ it's difficult to still speak with jiang cheng barely giving him room to inhale, but he doesn't want to stop him. not when he's calmer, not panicked even if there's still a sense of frenzy building. ] We need to go there.
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instinctively though, he knows. he knows what this means, that they need to get away from the door at least and somewhere safer. his hold on jiang cheng tightens, pulling him more firmly into his chest as if there were any closer to go. ] Have you made a nest?
[ it's difficult to still speak with jiang cheng barely giving him room to inhale, but he doesn't want to stop him. not when he's calmer, not panicked even if there's still a sense of frenzy building. ] We need to go there.
I think-- I know what this is.