[Lan Xichen, taken aback, hovers his hands uncertainly over Jin Guangyao. This... this isn't what he expected, certainly not what he wanted. He never wanted Jin Guangyao to prostrate himself, to put Lan Xichen above him.
But this isn't all about what you want, he thinks ruefully.
Gradually he lowers rests his palm on Jin Guangyao's back, rubbing slow, soothing circles. When he manages to find his words, their cracked things, broken around the edges.]
A-Yao, if that were true, then none of this would ever have happened.
[ He leans forward resting his brow against the back of his friend's head, rivulets of tears flowing down his cheeks into dark hair. He's a flawed man, just as any other and he prays Jin Guangyao can see that.]
I failed you, and I failed Da-ge. That doesn't mean we have to keep failing.
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But this isn't all about what you want, he thinks ruefully.
Gradually he lowers rests his palm on Jin Guangyao's back, rubbing slow, soothing circles. When he manages to find his words, their cracked things, broken around the edges.]
A-Yao, if that were true, then none of this would ever have happened.
[ He leans forward resting his brow against the back of his friend's head, rivulets of tears flowing down his cheeks into dark hair. He's a flawed man, just as any other and he prays Jin Guangyao can see that.]
I failed you, and I failed Da-ge. That doesn't mean we have to keep failing.