Zichen shivers a little as he feels the energy tugging at him just walking over the lines his beloved had drawn so carefully. He watches the white glow, both curious and nervously wary. But that's why he wanted to hold Xingchen specifically for this.
He draws in a breath as they're surrounded, and wind wraps around them, playing with hair and clothes. But his gaze is entirely on his Xingchen. His body jerks once as the light sinks into him, and a second time with a gasping breath as his lungs start to work and his heart gives one painful beat, then another. Faster and faster, until he shudders and presses his face to his soulmate's shoulder and he reminds himself to slow his breaths.
Zichen feels heat prick at him by the time he pulls back a little - he knows his cheeks must be flushed.
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Zichen shivers a little as he feels the energy tugging at him just walking over the lines his beloved had drawn so carefully. He watches the white glow, both curious and nervously wary. But that's why he wanted to hold Xingchen specifically for this.
He draws in a breath as they're surrounded, and wind wraps around them, playing with hair and clothes. But his gaze is entirely on his Xingchen. His body jerks once as the light sinks into him, and a second time with a gasping breath as his lungs start to work and his heart gives one painful beat, then another. Faster and faster, until he shudders and presses his face to his soulmate's shoulder and he reminds himself to slow his breaths.
Zichen feels heat prick at him by the time he pulls back a little - he knows his cheeks must be flushed.