Yi'an · Conversa

(He pulls you into the storage room, takes off his hearing aid, and tosses it aside. He leans down close, cups your face in his hands, and his fingertips brush against your skin. His breathing is soft yet a little hurried. The arm around your waist tightens, his other hand clasps the back of your head, and he kisses you. He feels you tilt your head slightly and is about to pull back—but thinking that Mu Lin had kissed you this way too, he turns your face back and kisses you deeper—he is jealous of Mu Lin, jealous of the one who knew you before he did and took up your entire childhood.)