[Neither of them said anything when it happened. Break just stopped going 'home' and Baizhu didn't mention how many of his belongings had made their way into the house.
He wakes up slowly, with his arm curled around the other man and their legs tangled together. After a moment spent resisting the urge to cough - always a problematic issue first thing in the morning - he carefully props himself up on one elbow and leans over Break, brushing his hair away from his face gently so he can press a few soft kisses around his eyes.
What a sweet thing it is, to feel your heart bursting with affection every time you look at someone.]
Break... [A kiss against his temple.] Good morning.
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doting for the birthday boy~
Date: 2025-09-30 10:24 pm (UTC)He wakes up slowly, with his arm curled around the other man and their legs tangled together. After a moment spent resisting the urge to cough - always a problematic issue first thing in the morning - he carefully props himself up on one elbow and leans over Break, brushing his hair away from his face gently so he can press a few soft kisses around his eyes.
What a sweet thing it is, to feel your heart bursting with affection every time you look at someone.]
Break... [A kiss against his temple.] Good morning.