Xingchen shakes his head, hands on the other man's shoulders moving up to cup his face too. He keeps his voice to a near whisper, trying to soothe him. Asking him to listen in his quiet way.
"I don't want to take everything from you."
He's a good example of someone who offered up their everything, someone who gave and gave until there's barely anything left of him. The pain of taking his own eyes is something he'll never speak about, but he doesn't want that from anyone else. It's too much. Xingchen opens his mouth to speak again, but he hesitates there. It's not that he suddenly has doubts, he just doesn't...know... He has no experience with this.
"If we're going to...to be together. It must be together." Does that even make sense? He shakes his head, flustered. "I just want you to talk to me. Trust me. And- Show me what it is that you want to do most of all right now. If I could give you something, what would it be?"
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Xingchen shakes his head, hands on the other man's shoulders moving up to cup his face too. He keeps his voice to a near whisper, trying to soothe him. Asking him to listen in his quiet way.
"I don't want to take everything from you."
He's a good example of someone who offered up their everything, someone who gave and gave until there's barely anything left of him. The pain of taking his own eyes is something he'll never speak about, but he doesn't want that from anyone else. It's too much. Xingchen opens his mouth to speak again, but he hesitates there. It's not that he suddenly has doubts, he just doesn't...know... He has no experience with this.
"If we're going to...to be together. It must be together." Does that even make sense? He shakes his head, flustered. "I just want you to talk to me. Trust me. And- Show me what it is that you want to do most of all right now. If I could give you something, what would it be?"