[This is satisfying that craving for touch and feels very nice but he also is still feeling pretty shitty so this niceness feels extremely undeserved.]
[Blade has no intentions of stopping him. he simply makes a soft, low rumbly noise in the back of his throat, as close to acknowledgement as that thanks is getting, and keeps slowly stroking Dan Heng's hair.]
[And wonder of wonders, Dan Heng continues to relax in Blade's hold while basking in the touch, arms curled loosely around the other man. It won't take long for his breathing to slow.
Dan Heng has never been a peaceful or consistent sleeper, between the nightmares and the inheritance dreams every yinyue-jun has been burdened with. Often he'll go without simply because the alternative is highly likely to be unpleasant, and rarely will he allow himself to sleep where others will see. It's why he avoids the dorms.
But somehow Blade has managed to put him to sleep, features relaxed and at peace. He is probably going to have a crisis about this later.]
[Blade... does not sleep. he's not taking the risk of waking unprepared to see Dan Heng's face and spiralling into mara. but he is incredibly good at sitting still and checking out until he's needed.]
[Good boy, Bladie. Dan Heng will appreciate the kindness, y'know, after the inevitable gay crisis.
And the extremely questionable dream he's apparently having, because after about an hour of peaceful sleep Blade might notice the quiet, breathy noises Dan Heng is making into the crook of his neck.]
[by this point, Blade has looped his arms loosely around Dan Heng's waist and zoned out. but the sounds pull him out of that, and he hums a soft, curious noise into his hair.]
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[He is terrible when he isn't keeping his cool, actually.]
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[Things that probably don't surprise Blade at all: Dragons that get irrational when Protective.]
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judgment aura. tired judgment aura.]
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...He wanted me to walk away. He told me to stop, to allow Dan Feng to punish him. But that is the one thing I cannot do.
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[Does Blade mind Dan Heng faceplanting into his chest? Because he's gonna.] But you're probably right.
[Words muffled into blade's bountiful boobs.]
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More muffled confused noises. He is so tired.]
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Why are you so....
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Maybe.
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No.
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[it's like a version of him married a version of you,]
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Dan Heng settles once again with a sigh, nuzzling his face into Blade's neck. He's tired both physically and emotionally, heartsore and he's dizzy.
There are a million reasons why this is ridiculous, but... he wants nonetheless.]
You are so strange. But... thank you.
[He very well might fall asleep like this, if Blade lets him.]
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Dan Heng has never been a peaceful or consistent sleeper, between the nightmares and the inheritance dreams every yinyue-jun has been burdened with. Often he'll go without simply because the alternative is highly likely to be unpleasant, and rarely will he allow himself to sleep where others will see. It's why he avoids the dorms.
But somehow Blade has managed to put him to sleep, features relaxed and at peace. He is probably going to have a crisis about this later.]
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And the extremely questionable dream he's apparently having, because after about an hour of peaceful sleep Blade might notice the quiet, breathy noises Dan Heng is making into the crook of his neck.]
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