[ Shino smiling up at her and saying he loves her hair, Shi Qingxuan can't help but giggle. ]
I haven't even brushed it yet!
[ And she's still walking backwards until her legs hit the edge of the bed. ]
He must really miss Xie-xiong. He always was very attached to him...
[ ...Which is true, but mostly, Shi Qingxuan forgot for a moment that Mantou has never, ever run up to Shino, and will, if given the choice, nuzzle and hide behind the legs of whichever god is furthest away from him. ]
[ She's the one with her legs hitting the back of the bed, but he's the one who nudges her back, pressing into those fingers tented over his chest. One hand slips to her waist, the other her back, and if she lets him, he'll get her on the bed and brace himself up over her. Keeping her hand there, and smiling at her. ]
Draw me in however you want.
[ He says, green of his eyes darkening as his damp hair falls down around his face, framing the two of them. ]
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I haven't even brushed it yet!
[ And she's still walking backwards until her legs hit the edge of the bed. ]
He must really miss Xie-xiong. He always was very attached to him...
[ ...Which is true, but mostly, Shi Qingxuan forgot for a moment that Mantou has never, ever run up to Shino, and will, if given the choice, nuzzle and hide behind the legs of whichever god is furthest away from him. ]
Anyway, since he's not here...
[ Her fingers tent over his chest. ]
Let me draw on you.
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Draw me in however you want.
[ He says, green of his eyes darkening as his damp hair falls down around his face, framing the two of them. ]
I'm your blank page for the filling.
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