Xue Yang shakes his head a little, a smile slowly forming under Xingchen's fingers. "I've been yours for a long time."

So many things he hasn't told Xingchen. Some of which...he's still not sure he should. But seeing that soft smile again loosens the tight knot in his chest and he leans his head forward. Not to kiss this time, but to press their foreheads together as his other arm moves to join the other with more care for the injuries Xingchen is so concerned over.

"I want to be with my Daozhang. I don't see a blind man when I look at you."

Xue Yang falls silent for a moment, thinking on the rest of what Xingchen said. Asked him to trust this angel in his arms. To talk to him. Asked him what he wants, if there was one thing Xingchen could give him.

"Xingchen," he tests it out and knows he's smiling again. "May I have another kiss?" Asking for one small portion of what he wants. He knows this precious man isn't ready for more than kissing, and hopefully cuddling.

He wants to do this the right way.