[ hey, you know who never gets hurt, really? lu bixing. you know who probably doesn't handle pain all that well? lu bixing! he's like knocked the fuck out at first, but... lin jingheng moving him gets his face to crumple a little, wincing, and bixing's remaining eye flutters open. the syllables come out on a wheeze - up that close, lin jingheng can probably hear the sound of something crackly in his breathing. ]
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Lin...?
[ and he just looks
so relieved, for a second. ]