[ He should. He did. But they've worked too hard, and A-Yao is still the sweet, competent person Mingjue had fallen for before. So he's fallen for him a second time - the last time. Sense or not. Logic or not. Justice or not...
He sees no other path he can take. And so he walks this path with his eyes open.
Mingjue answers that passion in kind, not letting up until they need to breathe only because of the burn of lungs. Even then he doesn't pull back all that far, just enough to catch their breath. He presses their foreheads together, a quiet little chuckle answering that grin, and a quirky little grin of his own. ]
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He sees no other path he can take. And so he walks this path with his eyes open.
Mingjue answers that passion in kind, not letting up until they need to breathe only because of the burn of lungs. Even then he doesn't pull back all that far, just enough to catch their breath. He presses their foreheads together, a quiet little chuckle answering that grin, and a quirky little grin of his own. ]
Never doubt me, A-Yao.