[ the warm affection love feeling just gets worse, unfortunately, at that quiet response, and lu bixing just smiles at him, a little dopey as he keeps a hand on lin jingheng's waist - pulling him in closer, chest to chest, maybe a little sudden. a little roguish, voice dropping playfully, he says; ]
I can think of something, I think.
[ it's a week full of confidence, which means lu bixing's not even a little shy about tipping lin jingheng's chin up with his other hand and using it to steal a kiss, like the cheeky little brat that he actually is. right there on the dance floor! ]
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I can think of something, I think.
[ it's a week full of confidence, which means lu bixing's not even a little shy about tipping lin jingheng's chin up with his other hand and using it to steal a kiss, like the cheeky little brat that he actually is. right there on the dance floor! ]