The words hit him like a physical blow, the sound he makes something choked almost like a sob because he'd waited longer than anyone had any right to to hear those words and something cracks inside him, the walls he'd build to hold back everything after he'd lost the one person he would have done anything to save.
"Wei Ying."
His voice is hoarse, his hands dropping finding purchase on narrow hips, the body similar but with enough differences he'd know and he does know, somewhere inside that he needs to step back, to let him settle but right now, he can't even let him away from the wall. fingers digging in hard enough to bruise.
"You.." It's softer, Wangji lifting his head, just looking at him for a moment before he lifts a hand, fingers just brushing his cheek and then he's visibly composing himself, the mask sliding back into place before he reaches to turn the water off.
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on 2020-01-30 01:45 am (UTC)"Wei Ying."
His voice is hoarse, his hands dropping finding purchase on narrow hips, the body similar but with enough differences he'd know and he does know, somewhere inside that he needs to step back, to let him settle but right now, he can't even let him away from the wall. fingers digging in hard enough to bruise.
"You.." It's softer, Wangji lifting his head, just looking at him for a moment before he lifts a hand, fingers just brushing his cheek and then he's visibly composing himself, the mask sliding back into place before he reaches to turn the water off.