Snuggling deeper into Binghe's embrace, Shen Yuan convinces himself he's still muddleheaded from his fever. That's all it is. There's no underlying meaning. He smiles and closes his eyes. He'll deal with the aftermath later. End~
He tugs a blanket over them both once Binghe is settled next to him, then he rolls over, pressing his back to Binghe's chest. It's for warmth. Just sharing body heat. And he pulls Binghe's arm over his waist. Because that would surely be warmer and more comfortable.
He hums a sigh deep in his chest. Relaxed, content, as if this was a dream. Then, he coaxes. "Shhh, Binghe, shhhh." As he moves and pulls on Binghe's arm, rousing the other just enough to lead him into the bed, but not enough to fully wake him.
It falls short, landing on Binghe's head of curls instead. His fingers weaving through the soft strands, fingertips gently scratching and massaging, careful not to wake the handsome person sprawled over his legs.
Shen Yuan doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't want to delve deeper. He knows he should push Binghe away. He should wake the other boy up, tell him to get to bed and get some proper rest. Yet, the hand reaching out doesn't quite make it to Binghe's shoulder.
It's not the first time he has felt like this around Binghe. Perhaps Binghe has said something sweet to him. Or he has delivered food to Shen Yuan's door. More often than not, however, just a simple smile from Binghe can release the birds inside his rib cage.
Carefully, Shen Yuan shuffles into a seated position. The clock tells him it's early morning. That Binghe must be exhausted from taking care of him all night. That's when he feels the fluttering of his heart again.
Comms are currently open by the way...
The smile on his lips was uncontrollable as he welcomed his favourite, much anticipated customer, and there was a teasing lilt to his tone as he said, "Shen laoshi has come to visit me again today?" //tbc